"A swift kick in the balls will bring any man to his knees…

From there his introduction to female domination and masochism is a simple thing…

Especially when it's a black boot dominatrix giving the lesson - Groinkick Ballbusting"

Men think god gave them balls so they could shoot their seed filth around claiming they are the dominant sex.
 
Bullshit.
 
God gave men balls so women could kick them, knocking the men down on the floor to whine at women’s feet where they belong.
 
Period.
 
I mean really… would a loving male god really put such a conveniently placed, perfect for kicking, ballbusting self-destruct mechanism on the allegedly dominant sex?
 
Or… would a gloriuos female Goddess create women in her image, with nice strong legs meant to put mouthy, inferior men in their place, by exploiting that same self-destruct mechanism that she put there for just that exact reason?
 
If there is a question with a more obvious damn answer in this world, I don't know what it is. On a planet full of clear examples of the absolute glory and undeniable divine righteousness of female Domination, ballbusting has to rank near the top as one of the most enjoyable, let alone most certain.
 
Male balls are like magnets to my feet that put me instantly into groinkick mode. I'm hopelessly addicted to ballbusting scrotum smashing and it's a habit I embrace happily. And the possibilities don't end with the simple but ever enjoyable kick… the door only opens there to a whole world of choices.
 
In my near delirious love of ballbusting, I've kicked balls. Stomped on them. Crushed them with my heels. Slammed them with toilet seats. Closed them in books. Stitched them with needle and thread. Hung them with weights. Decorated them for holidays with hooks and ornaments. Wrapped them with tight wound cords. Stretched them with lengths of rope. Steamed the skin off them. Picked them bare as a babes bottom. Encased them in hot wax. Slow roasted them a delicious looking rare. Forced straight men to 69 and chew each others ball sacks. The list goes ever on, and I can't get enough of it… and I don't need a prearranged femdom session to do it.
 
And the look on my face when I do it is frightening… well, at least to men ~grinz~. I've had girlfriends watch me and say that I get those big happy, little girl on Christmas morning eyes as I step back and prepare to kick some idiot's sack back up into his stomach. And then, as the air rushes out of his lungs and his body hit’s the floor, we usually both burst out laughing because its just so much fucking fun.
 
God, writing this is putting me in such a good mood. Only a fool could ever deny the obvious superiority of my sex that is so clearly demonstrated through female domination ~laughs~… and such a fool in my eyes is a perfect candidate for a nice little lesson in the painfully wonderful realities of ballbusting and male vulnerability before his female betters.
 
Does that make me a femdom loving,ball busting bitch? ~Laughs~ Call me that and I'll take it as a compliment… after all, I'm not going to be the one writhing on the floor, babbling words through a hilariously agonized voice. Damn it's funny watching men flop around like near dead fish