Controlling my slaves every movement by his collar and leash, his mind, body and soul are completely vulnerable to my sadistic whims. I do as I choose with him, and he has no choice but to obey. Otherwise an even worse punishment will befall him.His cock and ball sack are good for one thing only, my amusement. They have no other purpose as I have already rendered him incapable of pleasuring any woman other than myself, as a result of our on going ball busting rituals. When I command him to spread his legs, he obeys without hesitation. And for his obedience, I swiftly drop kick him square between the legs.Relentlessly and without remorse, I kick, knee, slap and punch his testicles until they are damaged beyond repair. Each painful kick serves to remind him of his place in this world. MY WORLD! And his place is to serve my every whim and desire, no matter how cruel or sadistic. And so I bust balls. That is what I do. Literally and figuratively.And I have systematically conditioned him over time to need and want this very special type of attention from me. I train all of my slaves to like what I want them to like. And then I fulfill their need and desperation by giving it to them, at my discretion of course. And in this case, for my amusement.