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This is almost 20 solid minutes of CBT, something that you cannot deny my skill and delight in. First I stroke it, slap it, squeeze the balls, dig my fingernails in them, and make him beg for me to stop. I allow him a break in the form of me tying them up tightly with thin rope, then use a 4-layer spiked wartenberg wheel until he tries to pull away from me. It hurts so much that his erection starts to go down, so I tease it back up to attention. Then come the weights. First one set, then another. Then another. Then more teasing. Then more flicking, even some kneeing. Finally, I slap it over and over so hard that the weights fall off from the force of my hand. My laughter at his immense pain is so genuine you can feel the slaps yourself.
