Strung up on the cross, I place clothespins over My slave's most sensitive bits: his nipples, cock, and balls. The more sensitive, the more fun for Me to , right? So of course, I take mirthful glee in slapping the clothespins off, repinning them on, and smacking them off again. I crush his balls with My clothespins still on them, punching them and hitting them until one by one, they all fall off. But I'm not done there. He thinks this day has been painful; he has no idea. To finish him off, I set My always-fun mousetraps on him: one on the head of his cock, and one on his nipples. There's no joy for Me quite like the screaming bitch. Never yours, An Li