Lnd aur gendon par kala mukabla marching - Tamystarly - bootajb, joote se chudaee, ante phorna, sibiti, raundna, raundna

I begin marching and stomping on you cock, crushing it under my boots and the pressure gradually increases. I don't care how you feel. I can hear you moan, I'm hurting you... I keep marching heavier and heavier, I can see your cock becoming more and more red under my boots. I kick your balls too, and I'm sure you'll remember the pain for the next few days. Oh, you're finally done... but I decide when to stop. You're so much in pain that you have lifted the board and I almost fell. However, it's time for me to get off, but only because I want it: I'm tired now. You will clean this mess. (This story is based from a real session that recently happened. My slave couldn't sit down for days because of the pain I caused to him)