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Today is the day. I finally get to take what I'm owed. I've dominated your pathetic testicles for long enough. At last, I won't just be crushing them, I'll be leaving with them. And I've got the perfect tools for the job.
I've brought my elastrator along with me. Perhaps you've seen one before. They're most commonly found on livestock farms, used to castrate young males. Males just like you. I'm going to slip the rubberband around your balls, tight enough to stop your veins, tight enough to leave you in agony. But since this is our last rendezvous, at least it is for your miserable nuts, I'm going to get a few final strikes in.
As our session draws to a close, I pull out my shears. Will I chop them off, so I can keep them in a little jar on my shelf like I've always dreamed? Or will I let you go so I can come after you another day?