Curiousp (imported) wrote: Tue Nov 10, 2015 5:19 pm There's definitely no "safe way" to castrate yourself using an Elastrator. At best, for me any way, I was curious about castration. More of an intense fantasy. In 2002, I bought my first Elastrator, that was actually the same year I got married to my ex-wife. The first time I used the elastrator, I didn't "really" mean to use it, I was just so turned on by the possibility of being castrated.

I would place the elastrator bands onto the prongs, and open and close them. One day, my wife was at work, and was home by myself doing "Online Elastrator Research" when finally, I figured I'd go for a trial run.

Placing the band on the elastrator, I was as hard as ever. I opened the bands, tried working my balls through, seemed impossible, until I went one at a time. Finally getting them both through, I just held the elastrator in place, slowly closing and opening the jaws of it, almost caused me to ejaculate from the excitement alone.

My hands began getting tired, this lets you know how strong those little green bands are, so much freaking resistance to them. I finally closed the elastrator jaws fully around my sac, but wasn't ready to release the band, when somehow, a portion of my scrotum got pinched between the band and the elastrator prong, which hurt Like a son-of-a-b*tch!!!

So there I was, not really ready to be elastrated, stuck in a predicament, either tear my damn scrotum, or close the elastrator and release the Kraken!!! (The Green Monster).

I released the band onto my sac, and was terrified!!! It didn't hurt at all (at first) I sat there in amazement, my balls packaged by this little, strong as hell, green band. Immediately I look for scissors, I was super stupid, didn't have the cat-claw shears, or the blunt nose scissors, I had your basic, Vlad the Impaler, scissors.

5 minutes go by, and I'm like, "this isn't so bad," 10 minutes, I begin feeling the dull abdominal ache that I've been hearing about. At 15 minutes, I'm drenched in sweat, and I'm trying to slowly pick at a band that has seemed to bury its way deeper around and into my sac, making it virtually impossible to get scissors in between the band and my skin without puncturing myself, which would not be good.

At 20 min... I'm still sweating, but now my hands are shaking crazily as I take partial snips at this thick ass band, I'm halfway through the band and it seems to be getting stronger/tighter. I feel my balls, they're still there, but they're cool, not cold just yet, but they getting cool.

I'm African American, so the color change isn't so evident. 25 minutes, I'm almost through the band, it's holding on by a sliver, but damn...it's still applying pressure, when one final snip and KAPOWIE!!!!

I scream like a little kid who got kicked in the nuts by the pony he can't have!!! That band SNAPPING, is no freaking joke!!!! I shivered for a few seconds, but was soon relieved the band was off!!!

Fast forward from 2002 to 20010: I've been banding on and off that whole time. Taking myself further and further into the point of no return, at times, hoping the bands would finish me off.

I was dating a girl, after my divorce (2004) of course who was gullible enough to band me, my goal was to have her tie me to the bed, place a band on my sac, and come back after see went to watch a movie and do some shopping...plan failed, she definitely would suck as a sailor because she sucked at tying knots...after about 20-30 minutes with the band on, I'd wiggle my way out of her sub par bonds and snip the bands off. I cheated, because if I was really ready for castration, I'd have used legit handcuffs, or someone who knew how to tie someone up.

I'd find reasons to throw the elastrator away, and try walking away from becoming a eunuch, but it would never last past a couple months, because there I am, buying another one and going for the gusto again.

The biggest change happened when I started using lidoderm patches. I'd wrap a lidoderm patch around my sack for about 30 minutes and then band myself but with 3-bands... I've gone over an hour long being banded...my balls were definitely "cold" and the only pain I felt was in my abdomen, after an hour, the pain crept into my lower back, and then down my legs...I went for 2 hours as my longest, the pain sucked, felt myself almost passing out, I couldn't feel my balls whatsoever, more so due to the lidoderm patch... But my body began to shake, my mouth was dry, legs, back, stomach ached like crazy. Then I finally cut all three bands, and immediately the pain went away. My balls were freezing, and I'd pinch them and felt nothing, but again, that was due to the lidoderm patch.

I've done 2+ hours a couple times, 1+ hours maybe 6 or so times, but 30 minutes to an hour, over the span of 6 years, a lot, not sure how many.

Life today: I still have my balls, still having sex, no issues with erections. I am having scrotal issues, mild but noticeable, itching and constant dry skin.

Was in a relationship not long ago, I'm 42 now, wanted to have kids with this woman I fell in love with....annnnnddd NEGATIVE!!! I'm unable to have kids. Wasn't aware the elastrator was doing damage, thought I got away unscathed, but sadly, my baby makers, are no longer baby makers. I'm sterile as bandage gauze!

I lost the girl because I told her the truth of how I became sterile, and she really wanted her own kids.

Moral of the story, even in fantasy, reality can take place. The elastrator is not a toy. If you want castration, it'll give it to you, if you don't want it, it can still give it to you, or in my case, some form of permanent damage!

I still consider myself lucky, because it was a fantasy that I thought I wanted, but if I truly wanted it, I've had so many chances to have gone through with an actual castration, had that girl I dated really knew how to tie a knot, this would be an entirely different posting. I dodged a bullet, but still got hit with shrapnel so to speak.

Play safe. Be smart.