Écrasée comme un ver

Today I didn't know how to use that useless thing of my slave... He kept turning that girly verse he made in my head when I hurt him. Today, however, I don't want to get tired, I need a way that has the maximum yield with the minimum expenditure in terms of energy. And all of a sudden here it is, there's the solution... I always use it as a small coffee table, but today I'm going to give it glory: the cock box. That whiner suffers enormously when his little balls are touched, let alone crushing them well under my huge foot; not to mention his moss, it will be like crushing a worm, what he is... a useless whining worm. My fun is also guaranteed for today.