Today, my submissive arrived with distressing undergarments, almost intolerable to behold, so unsightly that he warrants extraordinary retribution. I discard those repugnant boxers, not even wanting them in my presence, and commence my merciless treatment of his cock, protruding from the hole in the table. I impale it with my sharp stilettos, then mount the table, crushing that wretched organ while he wails in agony and strives to resist. I persist without footwear, hoping he can endure a bit longer, but his cries persist until I finally take pity and cease.