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Re: Playing Fantasy vs Reality
Posted: Wed Aug 29, 2007 9:48 am
by I Worship Women (imported)
Hot (imported) wrote: Wed Aug 29, 2007 4:15 am
Would like to see the clip of the woman veterinarian performing the castration on the large dog. I will have to try and locate it.
On Google type in the heading, medvet Dr Louise St Germain.
Re: Playing Fantasy vs Reality
Posted: Wed Aug 29, 2007 11:06 am
by stewie69 (imported)
My fantasy has always been penectomy, but I've yet to figure out how to find someone to play along. I do a little self-play from time to time, and feeling the edge of the knife against my penis gets me granite-hard. I don't really want to lose my penis, but sometimes I fear I might just lose control for that split second, and I'll chop it off. That rush of fear makes for a mighty intense orgasm. In a similar way, I'd like to have a woman pretend she's going to cut my cock off. If she's convicning enough to make me start thinking, "Oh my God, she's really going to do it!!!", I'm sure I'd cum like a geyser.
Re: Playing Fantasy vs Reality
Posted: Sat Sep 08, 2007 12:49 pm
by 1tc (imported)
Apparently being castrated by wife is not such a rare fantasy. One of my favorites too. I have never had the nerve to share this with her. Another fantasy is her bringing another man and then she instructs him to ruin my testicles.
Actually once we were in therapy and a similar subject was raised (not in a sexually arousing context at all at the time), the good looking female therapist asked "do you feel she wants to chop you off?". We have not spent much time around this during the session, and immediately moved on to different topics. However, several days later I was running this through my memory and thinking how we could have developed this conversation about my castration with my wife and the female therapist in the same room. Darn, this makes me horny again.
Re: Playing Fantasy vs Reality
Posted: Sat Sep 08, 2007 1:16 pm
by hazbalz (imported)
When I was young, many years ago, I was in an accident that crushed my hip. I had pins put in and later had it replaced. I spent years in pain and have become a wimp in both giving and receiving pain. Castration and penectomy fantasies, and reality, seem too painful for me. My fantasy is having sex with a eunuch, or even better a nullo, even though I identify as straight.
Re: Playing Fantasy vs Reality
Posted: Sat Sep 08, 2007 1:34 pm
by Hot (imported)
stewie69 (imported) wrote: Wed Aug 29, 2007 11:06 am
My fantasy has always been penectomy, but I've yet to figure out how to find someone to play along. I do a little self-play from time to time, and feeling the edge of the knife against my penis gets me granite-hard. I don't really want to lose my penis, but sometimes I fear I might just lose control for that split second, and I'll chop it off. That rush of fear makes for a mighty intense orgasm. In a similar way, I'd like to have a woman pretend she's going to cut my cock off. If she's convicning enough to make me start thinking, "Oh my God, she's really going to do it!!!", I'm sure I'd cum like a geyser.
A comment on Stewie's comment. I have not had the desire for penectomy as an adult. When I was a very small boy I had thoughts of having it cut off. When I found out how much pleasure my 'peter' was to me as a small boy I played with myself all the time until I just couldn't touch it any more cause it was so sensitive. My Mom caught me rubbing myself once and noticed my shorts tenting, lol...she was sitting in her chair and when I asked if she wanted to see it, she said yes. I pulled it out and laid it on the arm of the chair. I know she must have been quite amused. I asked her if she would cut it off, she informed me that no, that was dangerous and I could die. Funny how only now I remember that after about 65 years!!!! LOL
Re: Playing Fantasy vs Reality
Posted: Sat Sep 08, 2007 1:53 pm
by Hot (imported)
hazbalz (imported) wrote: Sat Sep 08, 2007 1:16 pm
When I was young, many years ago, I was in an accident that crushed my hip. I had pins put in and later had it replaced. I spent years in pain and have become a wimp in both giving and receiving pain. Castration and penectomy fantasies, and reality, seem too painful for me. My fantasy is having sex with a eunuch, or even better a nullo, even though I identify as straight.
Interesting fantasy you have of having sex with a eunuch. I have even had a similar fantasy in that I imagine that another man, rather dominate is having sex with my wife and he also likes men that are submissive and he likes to greek them with their wife watching him do it. My wife encourages me to submit to him and he has his way with me. During this first session he comments that he will make a eunuch out of me, he just hasn't decided exactly how yet. :>)
Re: Playing Fantasy vs Reality
Posted: Sat Sep 29, 2007 5:26 am
by 1tc (imported)
Seems as if we share many fantasies. Being castrated by my wife or other female I know, is my favorite masturbation pastime. While I was able to get my wife to cause me pain by ball squeezing etc, we never got to the castration fantasy discussion itself. As I wrote in another post, it does not seem as if she wants to go there (no real castration, no roleplay... i'm only interested in the role play, for me castration is just a fantasy). I noticed she is also reluctant to the CBT play in general, and over the years we abandoned it.
We had an interesting meeting at a marriage counseling though, I mentioned that sometimes I feel my wife does is upset by the fast she was born female, and that she would somehow want us to live as a couple of androgyny... the therapist (not a bad looking chick) asked 'you mean some thing of the sort of having you castrated?' and the discussion went on. Just the thought of that female therapist and my wife, taking my clothes off and castrating me right there...
Re: Playing Fantasy vs Reality
Posted: Sat Sep 29, 2007 9:06 am
by Kangan (imported)
1tc (imported) wrote: Sat Sep 29, 2007 5:26 am
Seems as if we share many fantasies. ... Just the thought of that female therapist and my wife, taking my clothes off and castrating me right there...
Dang! That one gave me a hard on and I am an eunuch!:D My balls are shrunken now, but I still want to lose them to a woman.
Re: Playing Fantasy vs Reality
Posted: Sat Sep 29, 2007 2:52 pm
by emasculateme (imported)
Fantasy vs. Reality is something we all wonder about...i can really only see one circumstance where i'd lose 'the family jewels'...that is if an Owner wanted me to lose them...for her own reasons...she wants it because she wants it, not because she knows i would go for it...this is the thing that trips my trigger.
Re: Playing Fantasy vs Reality
Posted: Sat Sep 29, 2007 3:47 pm
by padawna (imported)
I'm considering it because if I dont meet someone and have kids in the next couple of years, I'm giving up on the idea. Funny how in HS I said Id be married and have a couple of kids by my age. Now I'm just thinking that part of my life is history, so its time to move onto some other desire. Perhaps going all the way and living life as a TS. I doubt Id ever consider SRS, but castration would reduce a lot of desires, and the unneeded awkwardness of balls. I guess it really depends too on who I take on as a sexual partner.
A love time friend has offered many times to have something a little more serious then sex, but I was always attracted to women more so for a commited relationship. Since I havent had much luck in that department and I have the urge to revisit my male partner. I wasnt really attracted to the male physique, more of the mutual contact which is something everyone needs time to time. But the longer I see shirtless guys running around the more desire I feel. It seems more guys like skinny guys more then girls liking us. Maybe its just a figment of my imagination that a girl has already rejected me and I just throw up a pussy block, such as throwing a attitude or whatever towards them. I dont think I do that... Just seems they see a skinny guy and they dont even bother with the rest. I hate wearing shorts now because of that. Oh well... clip my nuts and let the thoughts go away...