Those pathetic b*lls hanging between your legs serve only one purpose now – to be punished for my amusement. Each slap will remind you of your place in my world. A world where your p*in becomes my pleasure, where your s*ffering becomes my entertainment. Today, you'll learn to associate my beauty with the sweet sting of self-inflicted discipline.

Look at me. Really look. Am I not worth s*ffering for? The privilege of gazing upon my perfection comes with a price. Your b*lls will pay that price with every slap, every sting, every moment of delicious agony. This isn't just about p*in – it's about devotion. True worship requires sacrifice, and your tender testicles are the offering I demand.

Every time my beauty overwhelms you, I want you to express your gratitude through p*in. A firm slap against those sensitive orbs for each moment of pleasure I provide. Consider it a tax on your gaze – the cost of feasting your unworthy eyes upon my divine form. The more enthralled you become, the harder you'll strike, creating a perfect balance of pleasure and punishment.

Some might c*ll this cruel, but we both know the truth. You crave this connection between pleasure and p*in. The sight of my divine body paired with the sharp sting against your most sensitive organs creates a mix of sensations your primitive mind can barely comprehend. Your arousal will build with each slap, a pavlovian response to my dominance that you'll never be able to unlearn.

Let's begin your training properly. I want you to start with gentle taps – just enough to feel that initial sting. Watch how confidently I stand before you, my posture exuding the dominance you crave. For each second you stare at my perfect form, deliver a slap to those hanging orbs. Feel the connection forming between my presence and your s*ffering. Beautiful, isn't it?

Your mind is already making the association – my body, my movements, paired with the sharp sensation between your legs. This is rewiring your brain, creating new neural pathways that link visual pleasure with physical p*in. Soon, you won't be able to look at any beautiful woman without your b*lls tingling in anticipation of punishment. I'm changing you permanently.

Increase the intensity now. I want to hear that satisfying smack as your palm connects with tender flesh. See how I move my hips? How my body sways to music only I can hear? Each rhythmic movement deserves a corresponding slap. Match my tempo with your punishment. Create a symphony of p*in that accompanies my dance.

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