What happens when my domestic servant messes up a simple cocktail order? Extreme tongue lashing and severe ball busting to follow, of course. I deliver hardcore twists, punches, knees and kicks to get my message across. I start in my high, sharp heels and continue barefoot. I bust him from the front and back, pull his hair, trample his cock and balls, make him cry and remind him that no one will want to fuck him after all this abuse. Afterwards I tell him to make me another drink. This time I expect him to get it right.