Lady Cheyenne has her slave on his knees with his balls locked helplessly behind him in a humbler. She feels his balls and is pleased with how full they are. She’s had her boy in chastity for weeks so that his balls would be nice and plump for their beating. Cheyenne loves beating balls. Today she is in heaven, whipping her slave’s balls so hard they instantly turn purple and produce deep bruises. Cheyenne pokes, prods and squeezes her bitch’s balls, reminding him to be grateful for every day she allows wear them. After all, they are her balls now. She only allows her boy to carry them around when she is not using them for her amusement.
