Fiction : the femdom place
I love that. I love to think of those traumatized balls which resume their function. I love knowing that he is in pain when he would like to have fun, to cum. His testicles are supposed to produce sperm and pass it on to me, but they may not be able to anymore, and that's because - or because of - me.
I am not here for nothing. Yes I am a sadist, and yes the idea of saying bye bye to testicles seduces and turns me on.
But right now, I want some sperm. I want to know what will come out of his gonads, these trauma, these cracks, these lesions.
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