Thats what it might look like if I earnestly take care of your senseless ballsack with my rubber boots. Im sliding leisurely over your slave ballsack with the sole of my rubber boots and irritate them a little. At the same time I can already see how beads of sweat are slowly running down your forehead and you are dealing with fear. Now the final moment comes - your filthy balls are mine and Im going to crush them with pleasure under the soles of my rubber boots. It will crack ly and I can see the pain in your cramped face. Youre worthless and you deserve nothing but that. Congrats! Your slave balls have served a useful purpose for the first time in your life. Are you still dreaming or are you already screaming?
