I took a hold of his soft, pink delicate scrotum in my left hand from behind him. I had positioned him on the cold floor on his hands and knees, his wrists bound and legs spread wide either side of him so he couldn't use them. He had no way of preventing me from accessing all areas, his worthless cock twitching in anticipation, dribbling with pre-cum through the end of his securely locked CB3000, despite the fact he knew he was in trouble. He would be severely punished for his failure to…