This repugnant individual has the audacity to turn his back to me, without even kneeling. Effortlessly, from the sofa, I punish him with precise kicks aimed directly at his genitals. The sound of his balls rupturing under my blows fills the air, and when he turns around, I find him aroused. I continue my assault, determined to obliterate his masculinity completely, until he collapses onto the floor where he belongs. There, he can properly express his gratitude by kissing my feet.