In a private, dimly lit room, a crossdresser eagerly awaits his femdom mistress. She enters, her heels clicking on the hardwood floor, a wicked gleam in her eyes. She hands him a pair of light pink, lace panties, barely large enough to cover his hand. "Put them on," she demands, "And don't you dare let those balls escape." He struggles, his balls stretching the lace to its limit, a visible bulge forming. She smiles, "Good boy. Now, let's see how long you can keep them in there."