My Tortured Slave (Part 1) - Sex Stories

My Tortured Slave (Part 1)

... gag into her mouth, cutting her off. I frowned at this; she struggled with it trying to spit it out working in vain against the restraints. She looked like a fish with it in her mouth and really took away from her beauty. But I reminded myself that it would be for too long, which was good for it was much too big for her and it was painfully stretching her mouth. “Enough talk for now, you can talk after” I set to work on her exploring her body, I didn’t remove any of her clothing but shocked her through it. I Discovered how different body parts reacted to the voltage and was pleasantly surprised by her reaction to each. I stayed away from anything sexual, this was punishment not pleasure. I ran the stick along her side tracing out her curves, she had the most perfect hip to body ratio, and it quivered every time it was shocked. She was of Course screaming but her voice was unable to get through the ball gag very well. She bit at it and a dribble of spit hung from it Turing into a constant stream in the course of her torture that by the end it had wet her shirt enough to see every detail of the fancy bra beneath. Every shock knocked her off of her precautious balance point, and I would wait until she balanced herself, before shocking her again. I could feel her annoyance in this and she eventually just hung there to stay away from the shock, but the longer she hung the more pain she felt in her wrists, and she would eventually reluctantly balance again. I looked up at her ...

... wrists that looked raw and red in their bindings, I needed to finish this quickly if I didn’t want to damage her wrists. I turned up the voltage to medium and continued, more tears flowing and eyes widening at this change. After a few shocks she stopped screaming and her eyes glassed over looking at a point far in the distance. She jumped at the voltage but not in the same way as before, and another few shocks her slender body shuddered and her eyes rolled back in her head. I knew she had passed out as she hung limp from the ceiling and didn’t balance herself, but to be sure I gave her a barrage of shocks to her slender gorgeous neck, and after seeing only the spasm of muscle and no jumps so I put down the stick. I quickly lowered her and hog tied her on the ground. I had her on her stomach with her hands and feet bound behind her back. I must have done a number on her because she did not wake during any of this. She had a rough day so I rewarded her, picking the most powerful vibrator I stuck it over her cloths on her pussy and taped it tightly in place turning on the max setting. I taped it to her so tightly that no matter how much fidgeting went on it would not leave that spot, overstimulation was the goal. She would eventually feel uncomfortable with it and most definitely pain, as it vibrated her, and she would try and remove it to release herself from the sensation. But I made sure that she would have no such luck in removing it. I wasn’t sure she would feel it through her ...