[m4F] The Country Girl Next Door Tries Out Her Elastrator on Me

So, I'll be honest, I'm more of a city boy. And I always kind of figured that the hot, friendly, hard-working country girl was more of just a trope from movies and country songs. But when I took over running my grandparents farm, well, damn, there you were next door.

You were very friendly, but hard to read. You definitely didn't mind me hanging around some and just sort of smiled when you caught me looking at your cleavage, but when I asked you to go to the movies with me, you just said you'd think about it and never got back to me. Were you just keeping me around because you liked the attention and didn't have anything better lined up? Well, that thought had definitely occurred to me. You were so pretty and so nicely built, that truthfully you were probably out of my league.

But you were always there, helping me out and asking for help in turn. You were strong and in good shape, but still, as a man, I just had a little more muscle than you did and that was helpful sometimes. But you had a lot more knowledge about farming, and, unlike me, you weren't squeamish about anything.

Still, I'll admit I was a little surprised with how casual you were about castrating the male goats. You just happily used that elastrator to put a tight rubber band around the scrotum of each young male goat.

After it was all done, I couldn't help but comment. "Doesn't that hurt them?"

"You know, I've always wondered that," you replied with a smile, "but goats can't talk, so there's no point in asking them. So I've only been able to think of one way to find out which is to put a band on someone who can. What do you think? Can I put one on you, for the sake of science?" You smile, at me, using the elastrator to flex the band outwards.

I freeze, completely unsure how to respond to the question. You look at me and then you break into laughter. It breaks the tension. I laugh, too, and then respond, "You had me going for a moment there. I thought you were serious."

"Oh, I am serious. I just laughed because of how utterly shocked you looked. You boys sure do worry about your testicles. Really, though, can I put a band on you? It takes a while to actually do damage, so there will be plenty of time to remove it. I just want you to tell me how it feels. I'd be ever so grateful." You bat your eyes at me and use your arms to give your cleavage a little squeeze, showing it off.

And against my better judgment, I find myself saying "Well, okay, but you do know how to remove the band, right?"

You smile and say "Of course!"

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Would you like to put an elastrator band on me? My character doesn't seem to have noticed that you had said you knew how to remove it and that there would be plenty of time, but you never actually promised to remove it. So it's up to you what happens from here. There are no wrong choices. If you want to play with me with an elastrator, send me a [PM](https://www.reddit.com/message/compose?to=smackMyNuts) or a chat request.

I'm a flexible roleplayer. I can do quicker more immediate roleplay or we can space it out in time and I can do longer responses. I'm fine with Reddit chat, Reddit PMs, Discord chat, or email. I'm happy playing in the first or third person and in past or present tense (as long as we're consistent). If you are somewhat interested, but have unanswered questions, feel free to ask me. I always like talking about roleplay, and I'm happier when I have a clearer idea of your expectations and interests.

My kinks are CBT (of almost every sort), castration and threats of castration, girls finding male suffering amusing or arousing, orgasm denial, sexual teasing, big boobs, big cocks, big balls, dommes who break promises, and unfair treatment.

My limits are snuff, scat, vomit, race play (your character can be any race, but I'm not cool with making a fetish out of it or using slurs), forced feminization, forced bi, maledom, and male characters committing rape.