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I once again reached down for her hand, but the pain became so unbearable that I immediately pulled it back. "That's a good boy," Katherine said. "Why are you doing this?" "Because I need to make a point. Causing you intense pain is the best way to get your undivided attention." "Shit, you're crushing my balls!" "That's the whole idea," my loving wife said. "Now, are you listening closely to me?" "Yes, damn it." "If I ever see you looking at another woman's ass," she said softly, "I'm going to cut your balls off." "What?" "You heard me, young nudists darling." "Are you fucking serious?" "I'm as serious as a heart attack," lindsey lohan bikini she said. "I'll wait till you're asleep one night and then tie you down to the bed. I'll put a piece of masking tape over your mouth so that your screams can't be heard." Katherine squeezed my balls even harder, causing me to lift my hips up into the air. 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