Ball Stomp

I use to teach the class before Jessica started attending. She use to challenge me at every turn. Finally I challenged her to a match. I didn’t take her seriously and it ended up on my back looking up at her. I remember seeing her foot high above me and her perfect form. It o my took a second as I watched her foot heel sevens down into my balls with her full force, then I passed out.

They had to replace my crushed, smashed and destroyed balls with plastic fake ones. Now I am just a limping eunuch servant of hers at her Dojo that use to be my dojo.