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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.

Sounds like a device I would love to use on myself and others.

I hope someone knows where you can get one, and lets us know, would be something to add to my growing collection of toys.

Jack, do you remember about how far the needles were spaced apart? This has my interests, and I know I'm doing to be thinking about how it would feel and work.

Well hopefully someone has a link or knows where a device like that can be ordered at.

Do you know what a 'tracing wheel' is? You probably have one or more (I do); it's a common SM toy, but hardly anyone knows what its intended purpose is. It's a steel handle with a spiked wheel on the end. You know what I mean. (They're actually supposed to be used for tracing patterns on fabric.)

Well, the needles on this device I'm talking about looked like a tracing wheel, but with more spikes. So I guess the points of the needles were about a centimetre apart. And when it had travelled the whole width of your scrotum, it left about twenty holes behind it. It literally

DarkkOrbit (imported) wrote: Thu May 02, 2002 11:51 am felt like your balls were being s

awed off.

jackh,

Thanks for the follow up. Well I do have my "tracing wheel" or "pinwheel" on order. Now that I have my own place, I can easily store my toys.

For those of you that don't know what a "pinwheel" is here is a picture:

http://www.bmeshop.com/images/tpinwheel.jpg

You can order one from www.bmeshop.com the Direct link to the pinwheel page is http://www.bmeshop.com/?cmd=it&wo=118

Awesome Jackh! I don't know if what you just posted is true or not, but it sure was an enjoyable read!

(if it is true, I'm jealous)

Please consider gathering up more experiences you

had with these two and make a full story for the

archive, ending it with your above excerpt.

With even more details!

..... coolio

Dear Jackh I would just like you to know that I also would defend to death your girlfriend's (or any other woman's) right to beat a guy within an inch of his life then fuck him bowlegged with a strap on dildo.......and let me add I should like to vollunteer most whole-heartedly for such an experience

Oh and I am rather good at constructing custom knives and swords so I may be able to replicate this "device from paradise" if you were to explain in detail exactly what you remember of its mechanical functions..........Maybe we could mass produce them and become rich eh?.........or well rich(er) at least:tongueout

Ummm......hey!:( Where did the.......?? Damn! I could have sworn jackh said something about his girlfriend beating within an inch......bowlegged...strap-on dildo etc......... whatever!!

To teez: I'm a bit stunned, frankly, that you would doubt the veracity of a personal anecdote. I'm not the least bit interested in trying to impress anybody. Keep in mind that this all happened in L.A., after all. Still, I'm glad you enjoyed reading it. Thanks for the compliment.

To LonePanther88: I'll try to come up with a sketch for you to look at, and I'll send it to you when I get around to buying a scanner. Thank you, too. I used to be an avid knife collector, so we have that in common.:p

As for including the goddesses Laura and Sharon in future stories, well, I always draw from experience when I write SM stuff. You can't write what you don't know. I wouldn't even try. Rest assured, all the girls I've tortured or been tortured by will crop up in future postings.

Finally, I would just like to point out that this thread exists on the premise that -- based on the feedback I've received for my stories -- somebody, somewhere, is interested in who I am, how I got that way, and what the fuck I'm talking about.



P.S. I'd still like to hear from anyone who knows where I can find the type of device I described as the topic of this thread.

Maybe it would be possible for a woman to wear such a device as jewellery.

Just a thought

your antonia xxx

I'd gladly buy it for her if I could only find one of the damn things. Come to think of it, I'll have to find the right woman first.

Now, please excuse me while I go search for my German-English dictionary.



Regards,

jackh xxx

LonePanther88 (imported) wrote: Fri May 03, 2002 3:40 pm Oh and I am rather good at constructing custom knives and swords so I may be able to replicate this "device from paradise" if you were to explain in detail exactly what you remember of its mechanical functions..........Maybe we could mass produce them and become rich eh?.........or well rich(er) at least:tongueout

You seem to have found your purpose here.

One that I hope to be able to use.

your antonia

Dearest Antonia

I will gladly do all that i can to indulge Your desires:) And whenever You feel the urge to use me......or....abuse me.........stick me, kick me, beat me, sweet me, smack me, crack me, cut me, or nut me =

I shall do all that is within my power to help You indulge Your desires.

Women........You gotta love them

Much respect to the superior sex

Dear LonePanther,

I think we need to team-up and worship Antonia by bringing her gifts of beautiful and FUNCTIONAL jewlery. Just imagine how good she would look waring out jewlery twinkeling in the candel light.

I can do the work of getting the designs onto the internet and manafacturing in Europe. I also have some interesting ideas for designs.

Try to imagine two metal rings work as bracelets by Antonia. The first of which has an internal recession in which a metal guitarr string is placed as a loop. The string comes through two holes in the metal band so it can be pulled closed from outside (similar to your Bracelett idea). Now the second ring (bracelett) has a series of holes through which needles fit.

The first bracelet (with the hidden metal wire) is slipped over the scrotum followed by the second one. I now see Antonia reacing to take the first hairpin and incerting it through the bracelet until it penetrates the scrotum. A second and third needle follow. In this manner the scrotum is held in the second bracelet. Many games are now possible.

Finally she slowly pulls the guitarr string tight and twists the wie ensuring that there is no release. No it is only a question of time untile the delicate lettle things fall to the floor.



We may just get rich selling thousands of these things.

but alas there in only on Antonia.

Looking forward to the first trials

Linda

Cheers,

jackh

I too had a girlfriend, albeit a bit older, in her 30's, that did a sumulated castration on me.

During an evening of erotic games, she tied me on my back then tied my balls and stretched my scrotum across a small board. The board was something new so I eagerly anticipated another of her kinky games. Showing me a small, Japanese cleaver, she told me that she had decided to castrate me while I was licking her to an orgasm. She said that it would only hurt as much as a kick in the nuts and that, at first, I would not even feel them missing, I would simply feel that my balls had gone cold. She took a small stainless-steel mixing bowl and placed it under my balls, then, facing my crotch, she straddled my face and told me to start licking.

I had been playing S/M games with her for a couple of years, and with what we had done to each other I trusted her completely, so I went along with her licked her to orgasm. Then, I heard the crack of the cleaver on the board along with feeling a sharp pain to my stretched out scrotum and my balls went cold. She was very excited when she got off of me, picked up the bowl and with obvoious glee showed me the contents, a scrotum and a pair of testicles. I passed out.

When I came to she had untied me. I immediately sat up to look at the damage. She was convulsed with laughter at my surprise to find all my parts intact.

It was a classic exercise in mis-direction. She told me what I was going to feel and distracted me while she made me feel just that. What I did not know when she sat on my face was that the bowl already contained a rather excellent set of simulated balls and scrotum that she had made from olives, cooked spaghetti, sausage casing and chicken skin with a little stage blood for effect. There was another bowl with finely shaved ice, almost like the frost that you used to scrape out of the freezer. When she sat on my face she put down the cleaver and picked up a pair of long chopsticks bound together at one end. After her orgasm, she cracked the loose end of the chopsticks across my scrotum (Try it on your finger, it feels like a cut.), then put a hand full of the ice on my balls. With my view blocked by her pussy I could only think of what she had told me earlier. Then when she excitedly got off and showed me my "balls" I really believed it.

I'm switch but that session put me off being a bottom for while I can tell you!

I hope that you had sense enough to hold on to that chick!

But if not do you by any chance still have her phone number?



A-1

Yes, A-1, while I did not hold on to her (Not trying was a BIG Mistake! It would have been a real challenge!) I still have her phone number (You ain't getting it.) and keep in touch (not physically, unfortunately) a few times a year. She is 57 years old now, still beautiful (You would mistake her for Barbara Carrera if you met her.),still richer than God, still uses men as playtoys, and, so she tells me, still occasionally "castrates" one. She is one of those women who lives life on her own terms. You gotta love her!

Would it be too much to ask that someone respond to the topic of this thread?

...I thought that we were.

After all, you never told us that your "SIMULATOR" could not be human. (Or a near factsimile)

Lighten up a little. Who knows, you may learn some more tricks.

A-1

Deleted ???

hey that was easy

your antonia

Play nice, kids, or I'll separate you.

My tone was probably out of line, and for that I apologize. But as far I'm concerned, this conversation is over.

jackh

You need to get used to the fact that people do have a laugh in life that is what makes it fun and at times the topic does get expanded and drifted from this is something that you will get used to not only are we here for a serious reason we also like to have fun aswell at the end of the day we are a relativly small minority so come on l;ets have a laugh as friends

Dear Jackh,

Do you have a point here?

Maybe,...... A-1 does have a tendency to ramble on and certainly blubber off topic.(Imaginative words here!)

Is he an asshole? We do all have one

When he starts to get on my nerves I just ignore him...

It's easy and works...for a while

takeiteasy

your antonia

a-1..... you are so cute

...please forgive me if I get off, Jackh, a little.

(Or is that jack off a little?, oh well, no matter. What's a prick between friends?)

Sometimes I just get carried away. The heat of the moment and such, you understand, I'm sure. (Damn, it's the Eunuchism or the hormones, if you're not IN HEAT then you are having HOT FLASHES. You can't win, so don't even try. You have to deal with the heat if you are a Eunuch or not...OOPS! Sorry, I am rambling again.)

Now, where was I? OH, yes! The THREAD!!!

Now, back to the thread. You know, I knew this girl once when I was in school, she liked to tie a thread around her nipple and then take a needle and pull the other end of it through her blouse.

So there you would be, this girl with a dark sweater on and a white thread sticking out. If you pulled it she would scream, (I imagine that it did hurt) and you would feel so embarrassed because you knew what it was connected to! I was apoligizing all over myself because I waited until we were in line at this fancy resturant to pull on the damned thing!

SO, to get her back one evening I tied a thread around my pecker head and hung the end of the thread out of my trousers. BIG MISTAKE!

Have you EVER been led into a movie by a thread tied to your cock? It wasn't fair, I tell you! ME, WITH TWO EMBARRASSMENTS AND HER WITH NONE! Well, the sex was good enough to make up for it, though. And---nobody noticed it much because we were going in to the movie to see the "Story of O" with Corrine Cleary. (Or, perhaps some DID notice and just thought that it was normal, who knows?)

NOW JACKH, if you want a GOOD simulation perhaps Antonia and I can accomidate you. However, you would have to understand that it might not be a simulation. You see, if you knew that we were not serious you would not get the same thrill out of it. Worst of all, you might not shoot as far, if you get my drift...

So, you would have to be prepared to lose them for real to make it work.

Let us know, we could be GREAT human simulators. (Or perhaps not, perhaps human emasculators.) At any rate, you could have your prick...er..make that pick...oh hell, you can have both, how's that for a deal?

Anyway, you could pick the Leather Daddy with the thick middle or the Hot Dominatrix dressed in black leather. (No choice for me, but to each their own! You never know what will get somebody off.) :tongueout

Yes, I am...Asshole...er, I meant.... A-1

...at least it was all about the thread, though...

Dear A-1:

First of all, I do apologize. I later deleted the post, but Antonia quoted it, so there you are. I had just come home slightly wasted and my computer was giving me grief, and I took it out on you. You are a prince of a fellow for not being offended. Believe it or not, this has been bugging me all day.

To richard31uk: Point taken.

To Paolo: As I've said before, you are a gem, a true star.

OK, now for some fun: A-1, I can totally relate to that story. My former wife and I used to play a game where we went out in public and I would have a thin chain around my balls that ran out the top of my jeans. It looked like a piece of jewelry. My wife would have her finger around it, and anyone paying attention would have thought she just had her finger hooked affectionately in my jeans. But every time she tugged on the chain, the pain went through my nuts like a knife.

I am sure all of the blue-hairs in the produce department are wondering to this day why the hell I had a stupid grin plastered across my face all the time.

Best wishes to one and all,

jackh