My Mistress’ cool hands gave my entrapped testicles a final loving caress before she took up what I suspect must have been the small wooden spoon (one of her favorite implements for this particular punishment, as I had learned). She rocked her hips on my mouth for a time, perhaps giving herself some time to get more turned on so my ordeal wouldn’t last too long as she gently moved the concavity of the spoon over its impending targets. And then she struck, making me howl as the perfectly shaped weapon delivered a nice even sting to half of my scrotum with each spank. I frantically licked her c******s in between frank screams with each horrible kiss of hard wood against ultimately vulnerable genital flesh. Administering this particular treatment must have turned Jacqueline on more than anyth
