Just FYI: This story takes place in a future where women have taken over and enslaved all men, and also evolved magical abilities. Please let me know if you have any feedback.

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Anna Davis walked out the front door of her massive mansion and was immediately greeted by a blast of heat. It was a sweltering day. Fortunately, she had a pool available to her. Anna was beautiful, with golden hair and a perfect figure. She wore a white bikini and black stiletto heels—an impractical combination, but an incredibly arousing one. 

Numerous slave boys worked in the yard. All were naked except for their chastity cages. Nonetheless, they were all extremely sweaty and looked as if they would drop at any moment. Fortunately, the lesser women in Anna’s employ had trained them well; when she passed,  they stopped their work and knelt. Anna stopped next to one particularly attractive slave. She looked him over for a moment, then gestured to Jack, the butler that had been following her at a distance. 

“Clean this slave up and have him waiting for me in my bed chamber when I return.” she ordered.

“Yes, Miss Davis,” Jack said.

Anna continued walking, then stopped. All of the slaves around her were trying to grow hard in their cock cages. It was pathetic, really. But like the animals they were, the slaves couldn’t control themselves. She didn’t mind too much. If she was going to arouse them, at least it would cause pain. But there was one slave who was clearly ogling her. That wasn’t truly his fault—she was truly captivating, and once a boy started looking at her, it was hard for him to draw his attention away. Nonetheless, Anna didn’t approve of being ogled, and certainly not by an animal.

Anna walked up to the slave. The closer she got to him, the more his cock tried to break open the cage. It failed, of course. Anna grabbed his shoulders, then leaned in as if she were going to kiss him. His cock pushed even harder, but before her lips connected, she brought her knee up into his balls, delivering a huge force into them. He gasped in pain, and Anna pushed him to the ground. She glared at him. 

“How dare you look at me the way you did!” she yelled.

“I-I’m sorry” the slave stammered.

“I didn’t give you permission to speak, boy.” she said. “Now, I’ve got a punishment in mind for you. It involves causing more pain to your balls, and I don’t think you’re going to like it very much.

“In order to make this as fun for me as possible, I am going to take off your chastity cage. If you cum when it’s off, I promise you the  punishment will be much worse. Do you understand?” 

The slave nodded.

“Good.” Anna snapped her fingers, and the steel cage disappeared. As she predicted, his pathetic cock immediately sprung up to full size and shot out a pile of his disgusting cum. Anna shook her head.

“That’s going to cost you, slave.” she said “You’re lucky none of it landed on my shoes.” She raised her right foot, then rammed it into his balls as hard as she could. He whimpered. She kicked him again and again. He should have passed out from the pain, but she used her power to make sure that didn’t happen. Finally, she stopped, looking at the slave with mock sympathy. 

“Have you learned your lesson, slave?” she asked sarcastically.

“Y-y-yes…Miss D-Davis,” he stuttered.

“Good. Now it’s time for you to be punished for cumming.” His eyes widened. As she’d hoped, he thought his torment was done. It wasn’t. With her heeled foot, Anna felt around for his balls. Finding one, she maneuvered it so it was against the ground, then put all of her weight on it at once. It took perhaps fifteen seconds—longer than most balls—before it gave way, collapsing into mush. She repeated the process with the other testicle. The slave just lay there. He was in too much pain to fight back, and moreover was too scared of her wrath to risk trying to escape.

When both balls were destroyed, Anna turned to where Jack knelt, carrying a new pair of shoes. Lucky for him. Anna did not like waiting, and she most definitely did not want to have to continue wearing shoes that were stained with the unfortunate slave’s balls. She lifted her right foot out of her shoe. Jack took it, eyes to the ground, and kissed it. He slid the new shoe onto her foot and repeated the process. Jack was a skilled slave, certainly more civilized that most boys. He was kind of cute, too, or would have been if his worthless cock hadn’t been absolutely tiny.