Boytoy Bill Ch. 08 - Sex Stories

Boytoy Bill Ch. 08

... be shitty", I warned. "If you don't break the rules you won't get shocked at all."

As I peeled the backing off the stim-pads and placed one on each side of both his nipples, Lori continued talking while walking behind the slave. "We will have the vibrator on manual control, for now, and we've never used it before, so we really don't know how fast it will pop you, so if you are getting close, drop this." She pressed a little steel rod into his hands, heavy enough to drop fast and be loud when it hit the floor. "If you drop that too late and cum even after we turn this thing off, you'll be punished. Drop itbefore you go over the edge, you horny thing." She sat back down and started running wires. I ran a loop of black tape around his torso and over the pads to keep them in place in case he got too sweaty.

The vibrator's controller is a simple set of dials that adjusted the voltage and the interval to the motors, though we'd only use the voltage, integrating the computer in a later version for modulation. We'd popped it open and connected it to a datalogger that relayed to the laptop to record the session as a line graph, where we could also make real-time notations.

The red circle appeared on the black screen.

"Calibrate, slave. Good, now look off screen, don't worry, it's not even turned on. Okay, and close your eyes. All set!" Lori turned the shock box on, and adjusted some dials, then went back to the laptop. "Okay, now blink a few times. Squeeze your eyes like ...

... you're blinking away tears, but be quick! Now, look off screen."

As soon as he did, he yelped and shot his eyes back to the centre of the screen.

"Haha, I love this already," I laughed, and tussled the slave's hair, which reminded me to tie it back for him.

Lori smiled and nodded in agreement. "Slave, I'm turning this thing way up, now, so be on your best behaviour! Lets start."

The movie was a compilation, each clip just three to ten seconds long, with good variety but a simple scheme. Some punishment was shown, then some rape of his cute little tushy or face, then some vaginal sex. Over and over, this cycle repeated, and as it did, Lori sat at her desk, playing with the dial for the twincharger.

It was impressive. At the lower settings, it amusingly batted our slave's cock-head around, pleasurably judging from his moans. When she tried a couple bursts of higher power, timed to the screen showing a dildo rhythmically thrusting in and out of his ass, it made a show to go with its humming, turning the entire top half of his penis into a blur. It also almost made him cum. After the fifth short burst of this, he threw his trigger on the ground and Lori flicked the machine off. We gave him a few seconds to make sure he wasn't going to pop, then Lori tapped out a note on the laptop, I replaced the rod in his hands, and we resumed. I spent most of the time standing to the slave's side, massaging his shoulders and telling him what exactly he should be looking at. He ...