Matron smiled with supreme satisfaction; her pussy tingled to the first arousal of the day, she knew her concoction had further broken the male; he wi...l have been a slave to his own balls throughout the night and would now lay himself open to the cruelty and spite of the women. He would be shown no mercy.He whimpered as he was lain face forward at 45 degrees against a padded board. Matron stepped forward and pressed home the anal plug through the black silk, making him squirm in ecstasy as he. She: That’s not true. I cannot do this with another person than my husband.I took her mangalsutra and came behind her. I turned her and put it on her neck over her head.Me: Now, we are married. I am your husband.She: What?! This is not a marriage and..I kissed her before she could complete her sentence. I put my hands on her hips and pulled her closer. After a minute, she responded and opened her mouth. Our tongues played with each other, salivas got exchanged.I put my right hand on the married. Instead of spending the usuall three days of every 28 day as my femaleself, i put it back until the last moment. Monday was a holiday and soit would have worked out fine to do it on the elongated weekend. but ifelt that that hat do be now or my nature woukd make it?s own way.At 7.30 Jenna called to ask, when i?d be able to get off work. Tomorrowwas her 21 birthday an we wanted to go out with our friends andcelebrate that at midnight. i had promised. there was no way to bail outnow, no matter. "You own my balls as well as everything else if I'm your slave." I told her. "That's right." She said with a smile. "And that would mean that I had a perfect right to do anything I wanted to them. Anything at all!" She closed her fingers around the two small nuggets. "What I want to do to my balls is make them hurt!" She said wickedly. She then crushed them aginst each other as she made her fingers form into a fist. I doubled up and groaned as my tummy was gripped by strong .