Cute gloves, **** purpose. His balls are my punching bags. I slip on my adorable Hello Kitty boxing gloves and get to work on this pathetic slave's dangling sack. Over and over, I slam my padded fists into his nuts, watching them bounce and swell with every hit. The gloves look sweet, but my aim is mean - uppercuts, hooks, straight shots, all landing right where it counts. He crumples and groans, but I just keep swinging. These cute little kitties are destroying his balls one punch at a time, and I'm barely breaking a sweat. Thud after thud, his sack turns colors while I giggle at the irony - adorable gloves causing absolute nut ruin. Punching bags don't tap out. Neither does he. Not until I'm done playing.
