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Balls to Wrist Humbler
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Immobilize your insolent submissive with this sadistic instrument!
Predicament bondage at its simplest and finest. Whatever will your poor, pathetic plaything do while you tweak their nipples, spank their ass, and tease their cock? Answer: absolutely nothing! This humbler closes around their balls and wrists in front of the body, rendering them completely helpless to your every wicked desire. They won't be able to move their hands to defend themselves, and any attempt will yank painfully on their scrotum! One end of the humbler has a hinge that allows it to smoothly open and close on your victim, while the other has a locking clasp so that they are entirely at your mercy...
Balls to Wrist Humbler specifications:
Measurements: 20.25 inches in total length. Wrist holes are 2.6 inches in diameter. Scrotal opening is 2.5 inches in length, .9 inches in width.
The Balls to wrist humbler fit tightly without pinching the boys for long sessions of play or torment. Having the wrists captured in close proximity of the balls but unable to protect the balls is especially evil. The design is versatile for spankng play as well, preventing the hands from protecting the butt. Attached to a pillory can be easily achievable making the slave confined from movement as well as exposed to torment. Well made and recommended.
Impressive and effective. My girlfriend puts me in this diabolical device also a huge ball gag, a dog mask with which it is impossible to emit any sound, she inserts a large anal plug, high-heeled shoes which makes it more difficult to move, she puts electro pads on me all over the body and also inside my penis. The last time She leaves me locked in the basement for more than 2 hours until my feet can no longer because of the pain of the shoes. with the electricity it forces me to have several orgasms without any control. As I cannot raise my hands higher than my half body, she leaves the basement key lying on the ground next to the base of the stands inside an ice cube. I'm forced to wait for it to melt before I can pick it up. with great difficulty, I have to climb the steps and put the key under the door for her to open. All this with a lot of pain in the balls so I move. The plug does its job alongside everything else. The duplicate key is at her mother's house, which is 4 blocks away. They are minutes of horror, suffering and pleasure. Great gadget.
...especially, when put on on display while blindfolded, gagged, spreader barred, and locked in the Humbler. Have no idea who they were, but several female voices took turns edging my straining cock to near eruption for seemingly agonizing hours before my wife (I think?) took pity on me allowed me to cum to the delight and screams of all in attendance...definitely humbling... now, going to the grocery store, post office, or church will have me sheepishly looking for the wink, the nod, or the giggle of anyone who enjoyed my humbling “predickament!”
One tip though. My partner locked in my wrists first then couldn’t get my balls organized and into their intended hole. That could be because I have a rather large set, or because she was pissed with me at the time, or a combination of both. She then settled for inflicting some punishment on my still loose balls and cock before releasing my wrists to start again.
The second time she approached the project from the middle out, so to speak. Only to discover that my 3-plus inch width of balls didn’t squeeze easily into the 2.5 inch hole…until she had captured my balls in several of those wide elastic bands: transforming them into a more or less solid purple-ish mass. By which time I was on my back, right on the edge of the bed, legs wide spread and raised so she could stand between them and work – eventually squeezing my now aching balls into the hole, then capturing and locking my wrist, then giving me a good few finger flicks to the engorged tip AND hypersensitive balls, THEN releasing the thick elastics so my balls expanded to wedge into place while my eyes watered at the abrupt rush of the blood to the already sore area.
After which she dragged me up off the bed by my hair and kept that grip: forcing me to do the odd quick-step waddle demanded by the predicament, into the living room.
Where, believe me, I felt completely helpless.
Looking back on it, completely helpless was an understatement. My hands were both trapped – my right one 4 or so inches outside of my right hip, my left hand 4 or so inches outside my left hip – and even with both hands turned and stretched inwards there was no way to cover anything from pelvis to pelvis. Which, when you think about it, is where EVERYTHING is.
She made a point of driving this message home. Taking my fingers on both hands and turning them in against the wooden frame: showing me exactly how exposed and vulnerable I was. Commenting on how my balls, swollen and purple and already aching, protruded under the wooden frame of the humbler, while my cock, hard and already glistening at the tip, protruded at an angle upwards from its near scrotal resting place on top of the same wooden frame.
I was not just exposed physically. I WAS EXPOSED MENTALLY- clearly horny and up, literally, for whatever punishment she chose to inflict.
She was ruthless: typical of a female once she gets her foot firmly on your balls. NO quarter was given, no matter how many times I asked…or pleaded, or begged. She revelled in my predicament.
She added gratuitous elements: “just because I can,” she said, repeatedly.
I can’t argue with the first reviewer.
This a 5-star restraint device that lives up to its name.
Very secure once you are in it. For me the slot for the scrotum/testicles was a little large and as the evening went on I pulled back out of it slightly. Mistress enjoyed it.
You get what you pay for. The fit and finish of the wood pieces show. It’s not super high end but the parts aren’t cheap either. Good for what you pay for.
