We start slow like a cat toying with its prey. We run our feet up your crotch and give those balls little nudges. So far, so good, right? Do we have you believing that you can handle this? That you haven’t bitten off more than you can chew?
Jokes on you because it doesn’t take long for the teasing to escalate. The unfortunate thing about Paulina and I is that when we’re together, we’re coordinated like twin demons. A plea for mercy from my sharp kicks only motivates her to move in and damage you more. Back and forth like a pendulum of punishment.
You end up on the floor, writhing, your cock leaking and your ball throbbing purple under our relentless assault. And yet somewhere in the middle of this beautiful hell, you realize you have gone from victim to plaything, from man to meat, and the knowledge only makes you harder. The more we break you, the more you want to be broken further.
So break your balls further, we will!
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