Paulina’s Palace – Your Balls Under My Soles

You know me… nothing gets me more excited than destroying a pair of worthless balls. Even after a full year of kicking, stomping, and crushing nuts for a living, I’m still discovering brand new ways to ruin them.

Can you believe this one? This pathetic boy actually begged to slide his swollen balls between my high heel and my soft sole… so I could wear them inside my shoe while I stood on them. The feeling is insane, warm, heavy, squishy balls, trapped right under my foot with every shift of my weight.

I wear heels a lot, but this? This felt crazy and surreal in the best way.

On the trample table it eventually felt natural. But standing normally with a man’s entire manhood stuffed inside my shoe? Yeah… that never stopped feeling crazy.

And the noises he made the whole time? Pathetic. Constant whimpering and groaning like the broken little bitch he is. I guess it hurts… or something

But enough about him. Don’t I look fucking incredible in this tight little purple dress? My legs have never looked better, all that working out is really paying off. So strong, so smooth, so dangerous.

Now be honest… Don’t you wish it was your balls packed tightly between my heel and sole right now? Squirming under my full weight while I smile down at you?

Come closer, loser. I’ll let you place them there yourself.

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