His breath was taken away by the intense pain served upon him, as the buxom dominatrix crashed the handles together with a gleeful smile. The pain cou...sed through his balls as the final miniscule ring restricted his sack so tightly, the tubes to his testicles were almost crushed, but not quite; the women would see his cream shoot freely before he was snuffed.Still in agony from his balls, which now hung a couple of inches lower due to the restricting rings, the women of the week's entertainment. I’ve done the one thing that you people never had the courage to do: I took action. And once again, I am taking action for the betterment of the world. I didn’t kill your partner because of any personal reasons or because I wanted to take a life; I killed him because he was an obstacle in my path that refused to move. He demanded to know what my plans were, even after I told him that I could not let him live if he heard them. I warned him to let me pass, but he was too stubborn. He had no one. I could smell her perfume, its scent filling my nostrils. I knew I was in trouble, and would get nothing fixed if she didn’t go. Nothing was said for several minutes, as I continued to look, even though I already knew what the problem was. Simple enough, really. The rubber water line had split, and needed to be changed. But I needed the extra time to relax and settle my hormones. She was really getting to me. Or more appropriately, to my groin. Finally, I straightened, and immediately. .. buries his face in balls, sucking them hard. This is nothing like any BJ I've ever had for a girl; this man wants my cock bad. He puts amazing sucking pressure on my cock. It's a very different kind of blow job... where I feel like I'm submitting, being used for his pleasure. I whimper "thank you daddy."He stands up, and takes off all his clothes, and sits at the edge of the bed. "Lay across my lap, boy" he commands. Feeling like a proper submissive slut, I reply "yes daddy" and lay naked.