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I want Coni Confetti to castrate me.
I want her to drive a couple of thumbtacks through a riding crop, so that the points stick out on one side, and then make me get on all fours and let her ride me around the central ring in a big top circus while she swats at my balls with the crop, the points of the tacks digging in to my sensitive scrotum and testicle meat and then tearing away. I want her to make me do lap after lap until my precious little balls are shredded, bloody, and useless.
