Stomp your balls

She suddenly lifts her right leg and sends her foot crashing down against your balls, pinning and crushing them against your chair. You groan in pain and desperately try to push her foot off, but it's helpless. You gradually run your hands up her leg as you try to pry it off, eventually getting to her thigh and feeling the firm muscles beneath the idol's smooth skin. Lisa just watches with a smirk until she suddenly speaks up. "So, are you gonna make me a decent beat or do you need more convincing?"

"I will make you whatever you want, just let me go!" You groan.

Lisa seems pleased and gradually eases the pressure on your testicles before pulling her foot away. You curl up and clutch your bruised testicles in pain.

"Come on, get to work." She says, slapping your stomach with the back of her hand.