Monkey Dick came for a visit to My House of Cock and Ball Pain.
After tying him down to My satisfaction, I put his junk in bondage as well.
After delighting in the various facial expressions and vocalizations that My punishments evoked, I further amused Myself with such things as My CBT version of a windmill, the “Dickmill”
(If I had wooden clogs, I could have crippled him with the full Dutch treatment to his incredibly vulnerable balls.)
And then I put on a play for Myself, starring Willy Dickspeare:
And then like that, our time was up. I didn’t even get to do all the things I wanted. (There’s always next time…)
He thanked Me for a “great session” and I sent him on his way, beaten and bruised.