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Hello, my name is Emily, I would like to share my story with other women who may be considering a world without testosterone - the selfish hormone. I have been married 14 years, have two girls and a boy and a very happy marriage.
My story starts after I had Robby, about 6 yrs ago... I caught Rob(snr) with our 19 yr old baby sitter. Well, as you can imagine my world crashed down ontop of me. I made Rob sleep on the lounge and cried myself to sleep. Next morning I asked what happened and the best he could do was say he was out of control. I thought about our wedding and our kids. I went to work at the Vet clinic and thought all day about my own mongrel dog. That night I put an ultermatum to my recalcitrant hubby "If you want to stay I'll have to nut you properly." You see, we had been playing sex games with Rob's nuts for a long time, but not seriously, I've always enjoyed the power trip of chaining him up by the balls, his immediate erection and undivided attention are just magnificent.They usually start when he brings out the toys, padlocks, dog chains, rubber bands, KY gel, I put on a G-sting or sometimes a skirt with no knidkers. Sometimes I made him carry a bag around which I put things in, if it was too heavy he'd look at me with a very serious expression and big puppy dog eyes. Usually when I bent over or gave him a flash of my fanny he'd try a bit harder. If all else failed I'd give him a bit of a rub, he usually got it off the ground and came in big spurts. Sometimes he'd massage my feet while I rubbed him, his chained up balls would go cold and purple/blue after about half an hour then I let him come. Sometimes, especially if we'd had some drinks I'd torture his little balls pulling on his chain and wacking them with a ruler until he wanked himself. If he played the game properly and was really submissive I'd let him come in me at the end. I'd often wondered wether these games would make him sterile, but did'nt really care until no.3 came along, then I started to hate his virility. I was 28, a good wife, cared for him and our kids and all he wanted was to have fun with pretty young girls. After the baby-sitter he said he loved me and wanted to stay, we had a few drinks and I got out the elastrator I borrowed from work. Rob let me put the little band on him, then he wanted to screw. We had a couple more drinks while I played with his hard cock and grey balls, I let him come inside me (dread) and he went to the toilet. He said he was'nt so sure. I cut the ring off him which I think hurt (good), and he went to sleep. I was however sure and lay awake thinking about the benifits to me, and over the next few months I would insist on using the elastrator each time we had sex- positive reinforcement, just like training a dog. One night I rubbed him to the edge, then told him "I'll only let you come if you let me leave this on" and grabbed him by the nuts.
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