Missksiabb – My Diversions Will Explode Your Balls

I slowly take off my heels — not for you, but simply because I feel like it. My bare feet touch your pathetic body. I begin to press down on your balls and your useless little cock, like I’m grinding trash underfoot. No mercy. No rush. I increase the pressure, stepping on you with pleasure, making it clear: you are nothing, and everything that happens here is by my will. You reach for yourself like a broken thing, but I don’t even let you touch that pitiful flesh. It’s no longer yours. It’s my toy. My property. And now I’m breaking it. Your head hangs low, your body trembles, and you swallow back tears. I can see your balls are on the edge. Your pathetic muscles tense, shameful drops leaking from you. You’re close to orgasm — not from pleasure, but because I’ve twisted your pain into your only source of stimulation. I let you cum. But not as a reward — as your final humiliation. I squeeze it out of you through fear, through suffering, through pure despair. That’s all you’ve earned — a shaking, worthless orgasm stripped of any dignity. You’ll never know what real sex is. Only my cruelty. Only my superiority. And to finish you off — a series of brutal stomps with my heels, right on your balls. One after another. I do everything I can to destroy even the faintest shadow of pleasure that might’ve been left in you. So that you understand: your pleasure belongs to me. And I crush it.