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How intense can we get?

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"How intense can we get?" I muttered to him as he sat down into the chair, nuts hanging down through the cutout hole. "Uhhh..." he said softly heartbeat quickening. He's wanted this for a long time and finally managed the courage to ask her to do this. He knows from asking around that shes known for being extra brutal. "Do what you need to do to me goddess". "Safeword is broccoli" she chuckled as she shackled his hands behind the chair and each ankle to the chair feet.

She grabbed his hanging nuts in her left hand slowly kneading them. The warmth slowly spreading across her cold fingers. He let out a little welp scared but eager for more. She then walked over to the nightstand and pulled out a black blindfold to erase his vision.

His breath started getting more and more intense as she started kneading with more and more intensity. Each finger pressing down into his nuts sent a lightning bolt up his spine straight to his brain. Then SMACK!.. Her open palm slapped his nuts sending him into a fit of labored breathing. Wither her left hand she held his balls firmly in place as she wound up her right hand. SMACK. SMACK. SMACK.

She eased off just a little bit panting, biting her lip, loving every second. This was going to be a long and fun night...