This particular afternoon, I was in a mood to seriously destroy men and their worthless, pathetic balls. It just so happened that bitchboy still had his attached, so that needed to be fixed right away. Maria did everything she could to calm me down, but sometimes there is just no separating a girl from the balls she wants to destroy. And let's be honest, Maria loves kicking a pair of nuts just like any girl does, so she wasn't really working that hard to hold me back. You should have seen him. He was so bruised and could barely stand up, but do you think that stopped our fun? It sure didn't. Kick after kick after kick, we kept going, Maria and I, like the relentless Mean Girls we are. His balls were already swollen and purple from earlier sessions, hanging there all vulnerable and begging for more punishment. We laughed as he whimpered and begged for mercy, but that only fueled our fire. By the end, he was on the floor, curled up in agony, and we high-fived over his broken body, knowing we'd left those pathetic things utterly ruined.
