She hurts you.

"You're going to tell me your name and address." she says. Her eyes are fierce. She goes to her drawer and gets a single stocking. She begins filling it with coins, keys, and other miscellaneous stuff. She adds the batteries from the TV remote. She swings the stocking around and it's content gathers at the end.

She stands you up and spreads your legs. She swings the stocking around and around. She finally let's the end of it land on your nuts.

You're in unbelievable pain. You can't scream. You can't throw up. You can only stare into her eyes.

"I think three should do..."

She's going to hit you two more times. You panic. It's pointless, you can't do anything. You stare at her body. She is wearing only a bra. Her boobs bounce as she winds up the stocking. You look at her mound. She has cropped black pubic hair. You should have taken your time and admired her when you were in control.

The contents of the stocking crashes into your balls again. You start to lose consciousness.