Interesting thoughts on squeezing

Some fun thoughts I had recently about squeezing.

I was doing a little bit of self-busting. Just some squeezing, a little bit of research for a story. I wanted to put myself in that mindset of helplessness. I was trying to understand the pain a little better and what someone could really get away with, with my balls in their hands. And funny enough I noticed the very different sensations between the two.

I wanted to squeeze myself hard. One ball first, then both. I grabbed righty and squeezed very hard, teeth gritting and really started feeling some pain. It was enough to make me stop. But I realized what I was feeling was so very different from my testicles being in someone else’s hands.

Although the pain was sufficient, it was nothing like when my past or current partners did the same.

Think about how different those situations are.

I think about one of the most recent times my wife grabbed me. We were joking around and I was being an asshole about something and as I walked by her she moved her hands to my groin. I tried bringing my hips back but she had already narrowed her search down and clamped down on one of my nuts.

And she squeezed. Hard. Quick. And it’s a feeling that was so different from what I feel when I do the squeezing.

I quickly went into panic mode and blurted out multiple apologies. I remember her making me agree to do something and I just didn’t care what she was asking for, I promised to do all of it. And it’s funny to think back on. I can take kicks. I can take punches. But something about a squeeze from someone else is so emasculating.

It’s the complete loss of control. It’s the split-second fear I felt as her fingers were searching around my package. It’s the confusion of not really understanding what’s happening until those fingers lock-in on a single testicle.

I remember the alarms going off in my head telling me I am way too vulnerable and I need to do something now! But then the squeeze kicks in and your brain is just screaming.

It’s different pain. You have zero idea of what’s going to happen next. Is she about to stop? Is she looking for the other one? Is she about to squeeze harder?

When does it end? All you’re thinking is “Oh my god please stop!” And you can’t even get the words out.

When I’m squeezing myself I’m gritting my teeth, when she squeezes me my mouths agape.

When I squeeze, my eyes are closed and I’m focused on my breathing. When she squeezes, my eyes are wide-open and I CAN’t breath!

You are helpless.

Control is such a real thing when it comes to that pain.

Anyway, just a thought I wanted to get off my chest. I love my fetish and I love talking about it so much lol.

I also love that it’s so different for everyone, so tell me what you think? Do you feel the same? Have we all had that split-second fear that maybe this is it for your balls?

Let me know.