Smack your Ball-Bag for me Buddy!

Well of course I look sweet and innocent, and I usually am, but I have a wicked streak that runs deep. A lot of guys cum to me wanting domination. Perhaps, it is because of that angelic gaze I possess, creating in them the desire to release the demon with the cherub face.

One such caller approached me the other day. Not the first time mind you, but the first time he had ever called from a holiday with the family, at Disney World, of all places! Stole away to play while the family frolicked in the resort pool, unaware.

I forced his pathetic ass into the shower where I made him abused his nut-sack with the needle-like pressure from the hand-held shower head. He was squealing like a stuck pig as I ordered him to pummel his scrotum with the scalding hot water and searing force of the jet stream. Still not sure if he came, or simply passed out from the agony!

Guess I will find out when he calls back. I wonder how he explained those red swollen balls to the wife? Sunburn??

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