Her first letter

Hey there weirdo

I know you are still thinking about me and the things I did to you when we met. You probably still feel the exact spot where my foot made contact with your pathetic swollen balls.

I just love imagining you reading this, longing to kneel in front of me again. Sneaking little stares at my feet, thinking I won't notice. Acting all squeamish and scared while I bust you, hoping I won't stop because of it.

You're a pathetic little weirdo and I look forward to seeing you again soon. But before I do, I need you to do something for me. I want you to be needy, desperate and horny.

That's why I will give you something to think about while you look forward to surrendering your manhood to me again:

I will tie you up, next time. I will have you stand in front of me with your hands tied to the beam on my living room ceiling. I ordered a nice spreader bar as well to keep your legs apart. You will not be able to collapse and close them like last time. There will be no stolen moments of rest.

I want you to think about that. Think about hanging there and how it will feel, when the soft cool skin of my foot hits you for the first time. Think about the moment of contact, the pain, how you will instinctively pull up your knees to close your legs and how I will force them down again by stepping on the spreader bar.

You get horny while you're reading this, I just know it. You want me to hurt you and force you to endure it. And I will.

I will kick you again and again and again and you will scream and cry and beg me to stop. But guess what honey: I will just kick you even harder. And when I don't feel like kicking anymore, I will use my knees, my hands, my elbows, even my teeth. My one and only goal will be to hold you in a world of pain and you will feel trapped and lost and hopeless in it.

How does that sound, honey? I bet it sounds so very good, doesn't it? Reading my words already makes you hard and eager to be touched. To be tortured.

I want you to stay exactly like that. Keep reading this letter. Keep your imagination going and create the scenes inside your dirty horny mind. Then give yourself a little slap, just to remind yourself what your balls get to enjoy with 100 times the force.

I won't tell you when I will summon you. And I won't tell you for how long I am going to play with you. But it will not be over quickly. I will hold you in that pain for a long time. And to you it will feel even longer. If you don't believe me, take your phones' stopwatch and sit out 20 seconds. Then do it again but squeeze your pathetic little balls as hard as you dare while you wait for the timer to run out.

It will feel like eternity when I bust you and afterwards you will thank me and kiss my feet. And then I will leave you again and if you managed to be a good boy, I will send you another letter.

Stay horny now, pet. Be a good little perv and dream of the world I am going to trap you in.

See u soon

Lady K