Hours of Testicle Torment
Shortly before dawn Mistress Owner unlocked the cage. A touch of the electroshock prod woke the sleeping man. She pulled him out, dragged him down a hall. Shoved him across the threshold of her Playroom.
He has stood in place for about six hours. Without food or even her piss. Chains prevent him from scratching.
Occasionally he enjoys a few lucky minutes of boredom. Then memory and anticipation fill him with dread. He can never forget other sessions in the Playroom. Wondering what will happen, this day leaves him anxious and fearful.
Mistress Owner is a sadist. That is like calling a shark a fish. True. But the generic word does not capture the frightening merciless brutality inspired by hunger. The shark for food, the woman for men’s screams.
She wants him to torture himself. To drain his mental strength. To make his legs ache.
While she completes practical tasks, Mistress Owner laughs to herself thinking of his waking nightmare and weary legs. For her it is like an extra cup of coffee.
Her cruelty never lessens. She wants to amp up male suffering without killing her plaything.
Last week she whipped him without putting him in bondage. Poor fool. Every motion he made to escape pain had the opposite effect. She whipped his fingers. He continually placed his crotch in the path of her whip.
For once his screaming and her laughter were equally loud.
She planned to spend the evening focusing on his testicles. She read an article by an Italian Domme. She whipped a man’s scrotal sac softly and slowly.
The target felt disorientated, nauseated. Then he began to hurt. Pain increasing with each gentle tap of the whip.
Minimal impact testicle whipping prevents damage. Her session lasted ten hours. Ten solid hours of testicular torment.
He screamed louder and louder. She had, started gag him but his voice failed. He looked so silly opening his mouth wide but no sound coming out.
The next day he was so sore that he could barely move. She locked him in a spare bathroom for three days. Walking still hurt but he could tolerate the pain level.
A good slave he became desperately servile. Deference became obsequiousness.
A cruel Domme, nothing she had done before was so life changing as the testicle whipping.
Mistress Owner decided to try five hours. Breaking him would destroy his amusement value.
Imagining him trying to scream but failing made her smile.