That river in Egypt

He really didn't want to, but he did what she said. He forced himself to spread his legs, as wide apart as the cuffs would allow. He also lifted his arms up, holding his hands against the back of his head. She stepped into position, taking her time. She wasn't in a rush and the wait was making him squirm. She wanted him to stew in this awful feeling, to dissuade him from ever wanting to disobey again.
"Don't lie to me, ever"
*KICK*
She sent her foot straight into his balls, a strong kick that made him keel over. It was the first time she'd properly put force into it, and it was so much worse than he thought it'd be.
"Move your hands away and spread those legs again"
He thought that 1 kick was already bad enough, she wanted another? They hurt still, the pain was barely starting to fade but he did what she asked.
*KICK*
Another one, as hard as the first. The impact dropped him to his knees, he cradled his aching balls. He should never have disobeyed her. After letting the pain sink in for a few seconds, she swatted his hands away with her foot.
"Uh uh, spread"
He stayed on his knees but she grabbed his shoulders and kicked him repeatedly in the balls.
*KICK* *KICK* *KICK*
He hunched over on the floor, he couldn't help it. She squatted down beside him and held her hand on his back.
"I had to do that, for your own good. Don't make me do it again okay Pet?"
She didn't sound as mad as she did before, her tone was almost comforting. As if he made her do it. She let him recover on the floor for quite some time, rubbing his back gently. Once the pain in his balls was down to a dull ache, she had him stand up.
"That was for lying to me. Now to deal with your actual disobedience"
"......"

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