Carl's balls dangle, vulnerable and exposed, as his mistress employs a variety of implements for his penance. A sturdy wooden paddle smacks against his testicles, its thud resonating in the room. She follows up with a leather flogger, its tails licking his skin, leaving a delicious sting. The pièce de résistance is a testicle-specific clover clamp, its teeth biting into his flesh, drawing out a guttural groan. Throughout, Carl's cock remains painfully hard, his body betraying his masochistic pleasure.