I've had this elastrator tattoo for over a year now, demonstrating my commitment to castration... and you... you keep wavering back and forth, will he or won't he. I've just been waiting for you to finally have the balls... Ironic, isn't it? I get it, it'd be a big change... but instead of just talking, let's at least band you. I want you to feel what it'd be like to be banded, the sensation of the band squeezing you until you're numb. I slip it up above your nuts, snapping it into place. I tease and dirty talk, you know my castration talk is the hottest... you start to get so hard, so I have you edge while I continue to tease and talk about castration... You're close to bursting... What if I just didn't cut the band off? What if today was the day?