This is a true story

I grew up on ranches and farms, and my parents always had cattle or sheep, so I knew all about castration and have done quite a few myself on livestock, but we alays used knives and on the bigger animales emasculators [ to help control bleeding ]but my dad though bands were cruel and slow, better to get it all over with quickly. So I had forgotten all about banding until I was about 25 or so and had went to a farm & fleet for some new carharts and some flea collars for my girlfriends dog. I was walking down the farm supply isles and happened to spot a big chrome looking bander hanging on the pegboard, I got a quick little turn a excitment in my gut and instantly went about half mast. I kept right on walking and picked up the flea collars like a good little boy, but I couldn't get the bander out of my mind. I went ahead and picked out my new carhart coat [ a must for working outside in the winter in the colder climates ]. And I went back and stole the bander and a bag of bands [ I was to worried obout the clerk reading my mind or something, I guess ]. I put it down the front of my pants, which worked well seem how I was wearing a winter coat. I kept having this fantasy about getting caught trying to steal the bander, and the clerks would take me back in the storeroom and say " seems how you like this bander so much we'll just use it on you " and then they would tie me up and band me.

Well I didn't get caught [ I honestly like my balls just where and how they are ] Anyway I couldn't wait to try the bander so I ended up pulling off to the side of the road and snapping on a band. I'll tell you what I was so fucking turned on I hardley even felt the band. I really didn't feel like jerking off in my car beside the road [ I can just see the headlines now " local man caught castrating and mastubating himself beside busy highway" police say " he's one sick fuck alright, yeah we had to shoot him" ] So I got the band on and my dick was just throbbing, so I pulled back onto the highway and proceded to drive home. I hadn't given much thought to the fact that I live 20 miles from town and as the pain started to set in my hard-on got a little soft. So there I was driving down the road trying to get it up and my balls were really aching and the band felt like ring of fire around my sack. I was really starting to get to the point of no fun at all. 20 miles equalls about 20 minutes, I made it home faster than I ever had before I drove like a friggin lunatic, I even passed a car using the shoulder. So I get home and my cousins repair van is in the driveway and as soon as I get in the door my gilrfreind Cassie is going " well your just in time, Mike [my cousin] could use some muscles to help move the old stove out on the porch." I just kind of glanced at her and said I need to use the bathroom. I rushed by them and went in the bathroom and pretty much tore my pants off, my balls were absolutly black and cold to the touch. I was trying to stay calm while I tore the bathroom apart looking for something to cut the band with. I ended up with a pair of fingernail clippers [ which actually work quite well ]. By now Cassie has come to the door and asked if I'm ok because of the racket I had made ransacking the medicine cabnent. I was like " I'll be out in a minute ok". whatever she said I didn't hear . I got the clipper worked under the band and cut it. Here's the part that hurts just as much as leaving the band on, I just like oh fuck, motherfuck I'm never gonna do that again. My balls ached my sack was on fire my dick was all shrivled up, no turn on factor what so ever.

That evening when I was getting ready for bed I shucked my shorts and got ready to hop in the sack, and Cassie reaches out and grabs my nuts, now normally I encourage this sort of thing and I have actually got her trained to squeese my balls hard before I come, I like it when she's a bit rough. I'm not sure she enjoys the little hurt she puts on me or not but I sure do. Anyway I kind of gasp and pull back and she gets concerned that she's hurt me, and she wants to make it up to me [ her way of sexually making up is head, which pays off for her because I always reciprocate ]. So she gets out of bed and drops to her knees and starts playing with my dick and balls, I'm starting to get hard and she's squeeseing my balls and it's really just hurting more than anything else [ of course I am the one that started her doing it ] and she notices the faint red line going all the way around my scrotum and my tenderness. She ask's my whats happened. Of course I pretend not to know what she means, and she kind of pulls my balls out and puts her finger right on the line and says how did you get this mark right here. Well a question that direct deserves an answer so I told her I had gotten kicked by a calf that morning, which was a bit of a lame excuse but she seemed to but it, and I left it at that.

After that I left the bander alone for a while, but I found the eunuch archive one day and read pretty much all of the stories in it. And the bander kind of seems to have some power over me that sex just can't satisfy, I have since banded myself and shoved 18 ga. hypoderimic needles through my balls, that does hurt but the pain alone makes me come unbelievably hard, it's just urge that can't be satisfyed without pain. Cassie and I have been together for a few years now and it seems to be getting serious, but but I am afraid she will think I am demented or something if she finds out how I get some of my kicks.

This happened at her parents house, which we stayed at for a week before her brothers wedding. It was getting on in the week and I had gotten no play at all due to the house being packed with her family and frankly I was getting pretty horny, I had managed to jerk off in the shower a couple of times but I was needing a little pain to make it complete. having left the bander home tucked saftly away in it's hiding place I had no real good means for the end. I usually prefer to do my thing in the bathroom where it's well lit and linoleum floored just in case there are any fluids spilled. Well I chose the upstairs master bath off of her parents room . The only thing I could come up with to wrap around my balls was a condom, I just left it rolled up and tore a hole in the end and wrapped it around my balls 3 times, I figured that since it went on in layers that all I would have to do is get my finger under one of the wraps and I woulld be able to get it right off. So I get the hand lotion and go to town, I want to prolong this as long as I can. I stroke my dick untill I'm just about ready to come then I wait and I can feel my balls aching as long as I don't come it actually feels good after about 15 minuts of the stop and go I can't control myself and I come all over her parents bathromm floor. I have found It hurts less to take the band off immeditatly after you come while you still have some natural pain killer arousel causes. Well what happened is the condom was skinnier and slicker and had bit into my sack further than a regular band and I could not get my finger under it, I even tried one of her partents toothbrush handles, after that didn't work I started looking for something to cut the condom with and came up empty, by now my balls were turning black and it was definently time to get some blood to them. I decided that I would just go look in Cassie makeup bag for some fingernail clippers because they havn't failed me yet.

I went to our room and was rumaging though her bag like a bear in a camp cooler and all I could find was a emory board. I figured I could weaken the band enough with it so it would break and my balls would again breath free air so to speak, as I was turning to go Cassie walks in, sees the state that I have put her things into and says to me " well I hope you found what you were looking for " I just shook my head no anxious to be back to the bathroom and said " all I wanted was nail clippers" and then I scurried off to the bathroom. I went in the bathroom and turned on the water in the sink and started to try and grind away some of the condom, it wasn't all that easy to get at and touching my balls made them hurt worse. Then the door opens behind me and I quick glance over my shoulder and try to hid what I'm doing, but that wasn't really possible. Cassie walked around to the front of me to see what I was up to. I felt all light headed , like in school when you got sent to the principals office. She looks down at my black balls and her jaw just dropped, she just kind of looked at me and said" here's the nail clippers." then instead of leaving she sat down on the edge of the tub and waited to see what was next[ I don't know what was worse her staying or if she had left would she ever have spoken to me again, I was very embarassed but I would rather be embarassed than lonley]. I started to turn away and all she said was "no". So I faced her and worked the clipper under the edge of one of the wraps and cut it. The condom didn't hurt quite as bad as the band coming off, probably because it was lubricated. As soon as the band came off Cassie reached out and felt my balls and figered the red indentation going around my sack and said " kicked by a calf huh?"

That was all of the discusion we really had about the whole banding thing, it turns out she was actually relieved because she thought I may have been cheating on her, because sometimes I seemed all sexed out. She isn't really into my darker fantasies which is fine with me because I'm chicken about other people controling me, I can hardley stand a shot at the doctors office.

All of this is true and Cassie and I got married. I'm still playing with the bander a little but we're going to try and have kids soon so I guess it would be best to lay off for a bit. I just thought I would tell this story and try and contribute something back to a site I enjoy, although I don't wish to be caught enjoying it!