So like Oh My God.. I just had the hottest NiteFlirt call of the month! (Give this boy a prize! Ok well he was allowed to keep his testicles, this time.) 🙂 It all started with an email:
Hi, my name is Steve, age 29. I came across your site and love what i see. I am writing to see if you enjoy doing damage to a guys balls? I am into heavy cbt and would love for someone as sexy as you to ruin my nuts. If you are interested, I have an elastrator (banding castration device make for livestock) and castration bands that you could make me put around my balls. Once on these bands cut off all the circulation to the balls, and i’m sure you realize how much damage that could cause. If you were feeling cruel and make me leave it on very long my balls would be really messed up. If this sounds like fun to you, let me know and I’ll give you a call. I will honestly try and band my balls for as long as you wanted.”
Now I have had some interesting offers before but never quite like this. I own an elastrator myself and have never been able to talk anyone into letting me try it out on his balls before, nipples yes.. balls not quite. I naturally perked right up and emailed him back and said basically: “Hell yeah!” And sure enough that little lunatic called me a few minutes later and did exactly as he was told, he popped one of those incredibly small thick green rubber bands over both of his testicles for me. I truly wished he had a web cam because I would have loved to have seen this process but I quite enjoyed the sounds effects.
I was fascinated and wanted to know everything, blow by blow how did it feel. He said at first it wasn’t really very painful, just an uncomfortable tightness. We continued our chat and I described some castration fantasies I have had to him. Such as how I think that in a “perfect world” all men that were either not excessively well hung or possessed of incredible stamina would be castrated and cuckolded, forced into “worker bee” slave mode and permitted to financially support the Queen (that would be me) 🙂 Even if I didn’t castrate all the drone slaves, they would certainly not be permitted to breed. But I truly feel that it would be in their best interest to have the distraction of sex removed from their lives. (Purely for their own benefit and from the goodness of my heart of course.)
I also played out loud with the idea of creating my own human safe sex toy. If there was no way for sperm to escape his testicles there would be no way a slave could impregnate someone. It certainly would reduce the number of incidents of slaves cumming with out permission I would think, especially if I told him in no uncertain terms that I would leave the band on until his frigging balls shrivelled up, died and fell off, unless he could completely satisfy me. Yes, that would either do the trick or seal his fate in that moment, wouldn’t you think? I told him how hot I thought it would be for him to mail me his dried up testicles as an offering and ordered him to beg me to competely destroy his balls and he just moaned and wimpered which actually got me even more turned on.
As the conversation went on I could hear his voice becoming increasingly distressed. The band was really beginning to have an effect and he said the color of the ball sac was turning dark purple indicating the tissue has used up every bit of the oxygen in the blood and was now starving. I got out my vibrator and decided that I needed to do my best to distract him from his current situation and seduce him into hanging in there a while longer, and then just a bit more, and if possible just one more minute.
It worked for somewhere around 20 minutes and at that point he was practically sobbing from the pain. As much as I adore the idea, part of me didn’t see the point in completely destroying the balls of the only man that has offered them up to me on a platter (albeit long distance) if I wasn’t going to be able to watch and deeply relish the process. I mean hell, if I am going to castrate the guy for real, I want to put the band on myself and let him watch me enjoy his suffering!
So I gave him permission to remove the band and had a truly wonderful, toe curling orgasm while I listened to him whimper and cry! He wrote me a little while later to apologize for not being able to go longer for me and to let me know that they were still pretty tender but looked OK. He also promised to try to go twice as long next time. I may have to buy that boy a web cam myself! 😉 Til soon… Suzanne SxySADIST!