Castration simulator
Posted: Thu May 02, 2002 6:51 pm
My first SM experiences started when I was about 18 and I had a girlfriend, Laura, who was 20. She was a curvy blond I was crazy about, and she had a kinky streak a mile wide, even though, looking back on it now, we were really just kids. She already had some bi experience, too. Laura had a girlfriend named Sharon, who was a pretty little dyke about our age, and THIS girl was really something. She was already totally into SM.
One thing led to another, just like it always does, and after progressing from handcuffs and mild whippings, etc., things got steadily heavier. Eventually, I became the sub for both of them, although Laura and I had been switching roles back and forth up till then.
Well, the scene got harder and harder. Pretty soon I was spending the whole weekend tied naked and spreadeagled to a low table in the middle of the living room, and the two of them would torture me and humiliate me and tease me unmercifully. They'd take turns sitting on my face while they tortured my cock and balls, and they'd have sex right in front of me, all the time teasing my raging hard-on until my balls felt like they were in a vise from denied orgasm. Sometimes they'd sixty-nine right on top of me.
ANYWAY . . . one day, Sharon (who was -- get this -- a medical student) bought a really wicked metal device at some SM shop on Hollywood Blvd., and she gave it to Laura. It cost a LOT of money even 20 years ago, and I've never seen anything like it since. It was called a 'castration simulator', and it was a flat clamp that went over the neck of your scrotum, pulling out and imprisoning your balls. Then you (that is, your girlfriend) turned this knob, and a line of steel needles would slowly, one at a time, pierce completely through your scrotum where the clamp was. So you ended up with a row of perforations, and it felt like your balls were being sliced off.
Now, my cock and my balls are still in excellent working order, and everything's still where it's supposed to be, but believe me, I know what having your balls cut off feels like.
So, my question is: Has anyone ever heard of such a thing? I would love to know where I could buy one for a future playmate.
Thanks a million.
One thing led to another, just like it always does, and after progressing from handcuffs and mild whippings, etc., things got steadily heavier. Eventually, I became the sub for both of them, although Laura and I had been switching roles back and forth up till then.
Well, the scene got harder and harder. Pretty soon I was spending the whole weekend tied naked and spreadeagled to a low table in the middle of the living room, and the two of them would torture me and humiliate me and tease me unmercifully. They'd take turns sitting on my face while they tortured my cock and balls, and they'd have sex right in front of me, all the time teasing my raging hard-on until my balls felt like they were in a vise from denied orgasm. Sometimes they'd sixty-nine right on top of me.
ANYWAY . . . one day, Sharon (who was -- get this -- a medical student) bought a really wicked metal device at some SM shop on Hollywood Blvd., and she gave it to Laura. It cost a LOT of money even 20 years ago, and I've never seen anything like it since. It was called a 'castration simulator', and it was a flat clamp that went over the neck of your scrotum, pulling out and imprisoning your balls. Then you (that is, your girlfriend) turned this knob, and a line of steel needles would slowly, one at a time, pierce completely through your scrotum where the clamp was. So you ended up with a row of perforations, and it felt like your balls were being sliced off.
Now, my cock and my balls are still in excellent working order, and everything's still where it's supposed to be, but believe me, I know what having your balls cut off feels like.
So, my question is: Has anyone ever heard of such a thing? I would love to know where I could buy one for a future playmate.
Thanks a million.