I feel like lately I’ve been too nice to you. All the time I’m putting out videos instructing you how to reach orgasm or have a more pleasurable experience. But that nice streak is over. Truth be told, I’d much rather shove the sharp ends of my heels deep into your balls or trap your cock in an excruciating ring of spikes. Being as sadistic as possible really is a much more comfortable mode for me. My entire dungeon at Wicked Eden is filled with rooms designed to fit all of the things that hurt you with maximum efficiency. I don’t want to stroke you or please you. I want to make you cry, shout out, or whimper in pain. I want to watch you double over as the wind leaves your lungs after a swift kick to the balls. I want to make sure you flinch at the mere memory of my touch.