Sockjob & ruined orgasm

My slave is lying on the floor with his legs spread wide, his bruised and bruised genitals completely exposed. i sit down across from him, my cute pink socks dangling seductively. i lift my legs, wrapping my toes around his sore, bruised cock. he gasps at the touch, his hips shaking slightly. i start slowly, my socks sliding over his cock. he looks at me with a mixture of pain and desire, his gaze fixed on my legs. i can see the struggle on his face, trying to resist the pleasure i'm giving him. but he's no match for my sexuality. i increase my pace, my toes squeezing his bruised flesh. he lets out a quiet  groan, his body tensing. i know he's close. as soon as i feel his cock throbbing, i squeeze my legs around his balls, ruthlessly crushing them. he screams, his orgasm is interrupted in mid-sentence. "too fast," i chastise coldly. "you didn't even ask for permission." i keep squeezing his balls, watching as tears of pain flow down his face. "let's try it again," i say with a cruel grin. i release his balls, kicking him again. his cock is already sensitive from the interrupted orgasm, and soon he finds himself on the edge again