He fell to the ground, trying his hardest to stand up and scrambled to go to the laundry. He was going to focus all of his attention on it, he could tell she was mad and he started sobbing, pushing her clothes into the bucket of water and trying to wash them before she came back. She then punched him and dragged him to the dungeon "NO!! PLEASE!! I WAS WASHING!! WASHING YOUR CLOTHES!!" he could barely speak from how he was sobbing, he was so scared and not sure what was going to happen. Seeing her knife she took his clothes off and his eyes widened. He started hyperventilating and his eyes filled with tears, his face turning bright red "MISTRESS!!!!! HAVE MERCY!!! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!! pl-please!.. please!!!.." he looked down crying onto his chest and looking at his hard cock. he couldn't help it from the rubbing and tickling of his prostate. She grabbed his cock and started to slowly saw away at it. he tried crossing his legs His head flailing back and hitting the table "MISSTRESS! NONONONONONONONONONOOOO!!!" He was almost unable to breath his cock in so much pain, he was going to throw up, he was going to pass out. he couldn't feel his body anymore, only the pain of his cock. Then it finally came off. His eyes unfocused and his body shaking, trembling harder than anything. he could only cry and wimper, his voice not working anymore. He was just in shock now, then she grabbed his balls. he couldn't say anything, his eyes unfocused and his legs slamming against the table over and over trying to get her to stop. The pressure was building up and he only let out a wimper till his testicle exploded "OOOOAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!* He sobbed so hard that she could see his chest starting to turn red, his eyes looking up at her as he kept crying. his hands making fists so tight he might break his hand. "please m-mistress.. pl-please.. its.... a-all i.. h-have" He coudln't talk anymore, his voice shot from screaming. She busted his other ball and he almost went lifeless, just laying there with his mouth open looking up at the ceiling, his lips quivered and his body trembled. he was barely breathing. She cut his sack off and he just cried more, placing it on his face he didn't protest he just cried, seeing it he turned his head and vomited. Started throwing up all of his foot onto the floor and some on himself. He threw up till there was nothing left to throw up, his stomach in so much pain, his body in so much pain. The healing potion didn't even effect him, he didn't respond when she said that. he was lifeless.