This poor soul knew what was in store for him, so much so that his testicles retracted and we had to take matters into our own hands to retrieve them. My famous 'slowly grinding my knuckles in' worked a treat and he was very vocal about it! We clamped up his balls and went to town on him. Mistress Tess and I look fabulous in our latex and satin, wouldn't you say? We had a marvellous laugh when pinging elastic bands against his already sore parts. Then came the sounds, both of him and of the metal variety. His sounds were even louder after we used Deep Heat to lube it up (this particular slave has a love/hate relationship with Deep Heat inside him!). We then left him to marinate for the afternoon.