Ruining a stalker’s balls and orgasm
One day, while visiting a nice old town in Spain, I felt like somebody’s following Me. A young guy was constantly somewhere behind Me, trying to seem detached, but never remaining too far behind. I decided to confront him, but I didn’t want to make a scandal out of it, so I lead him to a secluded corner and suddenly turned around. Realizing he couldn’t play the fool, as there was nothing interesting in that corner and it was obvious what he was doing there, he admitted to having followed Me. Stupid stalker, he asked for it: with several swift kicks in the balls I place him right where he belongs: kneeling at My feet, kissing them to spare his balls. OK, let’s see what he’s got there and if it’s worth sparing. Oh, what a pervert, he’s wearing Women panties! No, these balls don’t deserve to be spared, they deserve to be crushed, punched and kicked. Still, the pervert seems to enjoy it. What a disgusting piece of ! Well, if he’s so aroused, I will milk him, for the last time in his life, and then I will destroy his balls. But his last orgasm ever will be ruined, he doesn’t deserve a real one. And then, he will have to lick his mess off the ground, it shouldn’t defile this nice town!
