I sometimes wonder if I’ve taken things a little too far when it comes to sex. It doesn’t really bother me if I have since the pleasure far out weighs any past or future regrets…of course I can say that now!

I remember the first time my companion grabbed my balls and started squeezing, the slow but insistent pressure she was placing on my nuts was wonderful.
As with most things in life, we get tired of the mundane so we search for things more and more exciting. My fantasies of naked women became naked women in bondage then soon transforming into women in control. Now my thoughts race at the idea of a powerful woman standing over a submissive male (myself) threatening all kinds of humiliating things…the most powerful of which is the threat of castration. The thought of a leather clad beautiful woman clutching my balls in one hand then slowly bringing a burdizzo into view with the other hand all the while with a menacing grimace on her perfect face, while I am tied up and helpless on a table unable to do anything about it. How far will she go? Is it a threat or is it really going to happen this time? Am I really never going to be able to have sex again? She controls everything in the palms of her sweet delicate hands. I am fearful yet I am a flood with passionate excitement. I want her to continue so badly since that is what my passion wants her to do…all reason is being overwhelmed and ignored. As she works the blades of the clamp over the crucial area of the testicle, she releases my balls from the one hand and grips the other handle of the burdizzo. I realize that this in no threat, she intends on following through, as she now is smiling down at me mischievously. My heart is about to burst from my chest as I feel the increasing pressure of the clamp being forced upon my manhood. She then stops and with a smile asks me if I would like her to continue…my will is gone and my lips utter….”yes”.

That fantasy is wonderful to me but will it ever be a reality? I wonder.
I fantasized about being cuckolded by my wife a few years back and the night when she came home and force fed me the cum of her lover from her pussy…that fantasy became reality. I still wait in anticipation for that to happen again.
I already take a lot of abuse to my balls…the hitting and squeezing as I lay there masturbating while being smothered in her armpit. It feels so good though, and I need all of the feelings I can get down there since I am all but totally desensitized by way of continuous forceful rubbing of the head of my penis. At first it was complete torture as the sensation was so profound but now it’s only a dull tingle.
My wife, every now and then, will give me a blow job with her teeth, biting as she gets to the tip of my head. It feels amazing…how a person can channel that feeling of pain into something so pleasing is beyond my understanding.

So sometimes I wonder if I will ever end up in that extreme….if so, do I even care?