Match My Lipstick To Your Balls

Description: Listen closely. i firmly believe no man should ever have full control over his pathetic little genitals. they exist to be owned, tormented, and reminded of their place, beneath a woman like me. but i can’t be there every second of the day to personally torment those worthless balls (being a goddess is exhausting, after all). so today, you and i are going to play a deliciously simple game. you’re going to slap your own balls exactly how i tell you to, hard, precise, and without hesitation. i’ll watch every wince, every whimper, every desperate twitch while lounging in my chair, legs crossed, red lips curled in amusement. do it well, nice, sharp, obedient slaps, and i might let you stop while you can still walk. disappoint me even once, and i’ll make you keep going until those sad sacks are glowing bright red, perfectly matching my lipstick. fair is fair. now drop your pants, spread your legs, and raise your hand. it’s time to play, slave.