A hand gathers the wires and tugs.  OOOOOW!

Someone is kissing my ear.  Don’t do that.  Don’t make nice. Just TAKE THOSE THINGS OFF!  A voice whispers again - definitely a woman’s voice - “Do you like having your nippies shocked, Tina?”   NO NO NO NO NO!  “I know.  You don’t.  You hate it, don’t you.  Too bad.  Juan left you with us until tomorrow night.”

NO NO NO NO NO NO NO I try to say, my tongue cramping from pushing on the gag.

There are hands on my face, pulling it back against the chair.  Finding my nose, pinching it shut.   

AIR!  AIR!!  I make desperate mewing sounds through the gag, thrashing against the restraints.  Something wet tickles my ear.  She’s tonguing my ear, and I’m suffocating.  My lungs are burning, my belly spasming as I try to breath.  Immured inside myself, I hear the chair creaking and shuddering on the floor with my contortions.

The fingers let go, and I suck in great gusts of air, my chest rising and falling crazily, which makes those clamps hurt. I’d forgotten about them.  I hear giggles.  “Oooh, yeah.  Let’s do that some more,”  someone says.

Hands with fingers are messing around with my cunt.  More than one hand, because they’re pulling my lips apart, baring my little nub.  

DON’T HIT ME THERE!  PLEEEEEEEEASE!  

The fingers dig into my hole for some juice, then start rubbing.  Gently.  Rhythmically.  The way I like it.  Why do guys never seem to get this right?  It’s so easy.  I’m relaxing, the feeling starting to build.  My breathing getting faster.  The fingers getting faster.  Higher.  Almost, almost, just a little bit more . . .

OOOOOOOOOOW!!  That hurt!  The shock burned my tits like someone put a candle flame to them.  And the nice fingers stopped rubbing.  My legs squeeze against the straps, trying to get some friction, but no luck.  The fingers stretching my lips pull harder, though.  Hey.  HEY.  HEEEEEEYYY!!  THAT HURTS!

Something hard is pushing against my excited little nub, and I heave forward desperately, trying to frog myself on it, forgetting that hard things aren’t usually good.  My whole cunt explodes as the violet wand goes on.  AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH!!   STOP IT STOP IT STOP IT PLEEEEEEEEEASE OOOOOOOOOOOW.  My whole being is just that fiery pain between my legs, my body contorting and leaping against the restraints.  Somewhere I hear screams.

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