Forsyth had seen this and Joan said no, not yet and I breathed a sigh of relief until she said that she would show him and the police if I didn’t do exactly what she wanted when she wanted. Joan turned to Angie and told her to grab my balls and stretch them down and while she was doing it Joan took a leather sleeve out of the box and wrapped it around my sack and started to clip it together with 3 press studs but my balls wouldn’t stretch far enough so Angie pulled them down further causing me to scream in pain and Joan at last got the snaps shut and Angie released my balls but because of the length of the stretcher they stayed down where they were, then bought a single smaller strap from underneath my sack and divided my balls with it as she snapped that in place causing me more pain as my balls where stretching my sack to breaking point.
