Cock and ball torture (CBT) is Mrs. Lion’s favorite BDSM activity. It requires relatively little physical effort and has a big effect on me. We males have a relatively easy time accepting spanking and anal play. Well, spanking is much easier than anal. It takes some time to get used to things being shoved up my ass. But, we are less protective of our butts than our cocks and balls.
A penis and ball spanking is much more frightening than one on the butt. Seeing something as innocent as a paint stirrer raised to swat my balls is much worse than seeing Mrs. Lion’s meanest paddle heading toward my rear. It takes some knowledge and technique to spank a man’s genitals. I wrote a post on how to do it safely. You can read it here. Our naughty bits are somewhat easy to injure. But if you follow the rules, you can inflict some serious discomfort without risk of injury.
Let’s start with some BDSM anatomy. The penis has two kinds of tissue: the basic erectile tissue, and the firmer, spongy tissue of the head. The scrotum is a thin, muscled area (the muscle sheath is what makes it shrink). It is rugged and able to handle a lot of punishment. The testes inside, however, are delicate and need to be treated carefully.
Generally, people who like to do CBT prefer performing it on an erect penis. A hard penis expresses appreciation for the efforts of the top. It’s also amusing to see the man suffering and complaining while his cock is hard and dripping. Nothing like a little humiliation to add to his discomfort. Mrs. Lion enjoys this irony.
One of Mrs. Lion’s favorite activities is to apply clothespins to my genitals. Since clothespins pinch surface skin, they are generally safe to use anywhere on the penis and scrotum. A good place to start is the scrotum and perineum. Standard, wood clothespins aren’t very grippy. They make a perfect starter for this kind of play. Mrs. Lion has worked me up to over forty covering my perineum, scrotum, and penis. You can get your brave boy to hold more each time you play with him.
Clothespins usually hurt more coming off than going on. Quickly pulling them off is particularly painful. Mrs. Lion enjoys putting a bunch on me and then masturbating me. When I get to the edge, she stops and removes one or two clothespins. Then she goes back to jerking me off. She gets me to the edge, takes off another clothespin and repeats. When I am finally clothespin-free. she edges me one more time and then smiles and stops. Mean lioness!
Another favorite of hers is putting a menthol rub on my balls. Products that contain the menthol include Icy Hot and Ben Gay. Different products come with different concentrations of menthol. Start with a test patch, Mrs. Lion paints a racing stripe down the seam of my scrotum. Then she waits. It can take five or ten minutes for some rubs to reach full strength. Once you gauge the reactions, you can paint his balls, perineum, and anus and watch him squirm.
Cock and ball bondage is another favorite around the lions’ den. Mrs. Lion does some fancy work tying up my balls. She likes to bind them tightly and separate them. The photo, left, is one of Mrs. Lion’s favorites. When she masturbates me, my balls flop up and down. She likes how it looks. I love how it feels. Pay close attention when you tie the boys up. If they darken too much (turn purple), or become cold, untie them. You don’t want to choke off circulation.
I’ve also written about our doggy shock collar (the post is here). For less than $100 you can have a great electrosex toy. Mrs. Lion also likes to use Velcro strips, rough side in, to constrict my cock. She’ll put one around my penis when it’s not fully erect. Then as I get hard, it squeezes painfully on my engorged cock. Sometimes, she wonders aloud why I would get hard if it hurt so much. “Silly Lion!” she says. Humph! A word of caution: Don’t put the velcro on tightly when the penis is completely soft. If the Velcro gets too tight, it can injure tender erectile tissue. Wait until it is at about half mast. If he complains of too much pain, release it immediately. Oh, did I tell you that, like clothespins, taking the Velcro off hurts more than leaving it on.
You can see that there are lots of fun play opportunities between a guy’s legs. It’s a playground for a creative woman. It’s one of those things I love to hate. I was the model for all the images in this post. Lucky me!