You know what we are going to do now? I shook my head from side to side. Well we are going to try the very thing you’ve been dying to try, been begging me for. I am going to electrocute you now. He was right I had begged, through all out all our messages I mentioned it several times. I wanted to feel electricity run through my body. Now that the moment had come, I was terrified. I looked up at him wide eyed, breathing hard, hyperventilating. I fought against my urge to move away I fought against my brain screaming at me to run. He looked down at me amused. He was enjoying my fear, was so palpable in the air he could probably smell and taste it, he the predator, me the willing prey, a beautiful balance. In this moment he was MY sadist, I was HIS masochist and we needed each other. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath finding my resolve. I would not die here; this is just pain and WE need it. I got onto the frame with my arms and legs spread wide and watched with a sort of fascination and slight panic as he tied each arm, ankle and thigh tight and securely to the frame I tested the rope flexing my arms and legs. I wouldn’t not be able to thrash about as my body took an ass whipping from the electricity. Panic set in again and I started hyperventilating again.
I looked in his eyes and seemed to know in that moment I just needed to stare at him for a moment. In my head I reminded myself I would not die here this is for my Master I am no good dead to him. I will not die here. My breathing calmed and he gagged me with a cloth. This was going to be bad. He started hooking me up. Nipples first that was painful, and I screamed, He grinned. Then he was at my pussy, spreading my lips and clamping them I thought I was going to rip the rope from the frame as I screamed and tried to thrash but they held strong never wavered, like him, and held me still, Like him. He held up an electrode and told me this was going inside of me and he slid it in my pussy. He held up a clamp and said last one guess where it goes? He grinned as I started to cry this was going to hurt… a lot…. He clamped my clit and the pain made my back arch involuntarily. I screamed and screamed but it was muffled by my cloth and tape gag. It was a good thing because I would have busted both our ear drums. Then it hit me like a brick wall the most intense pain I had felt…yet… the worst was still to come but, in this moment, nothing could compare to the volts coursing from my nipples to everywhere in my body. Then came the worst pain my clit, lips, pussy and nipples were on fire I was on fire my entire being was lit up. I screamed and screamed. It was muffled. He turned up the intensity and I begged him to kill me. In that moment I wanted nothing more than to just fucking die. I looked at him, I looked at the smile on his face, the joy in his eyes. He turned it up again and I convulsed against the rope. You don’t really want to die. This makes you feel alive, find away to get through this. its just pain.
And he was right I didn’t and it did make me feel alive I was crying and screaming but as I focused on him his voice that’s all that mattered I was suffering but I was suffering for him not me I did not matter he did. Want to see what eight is like? He asked like someone else would ask if you wanted to go get ice cream. I just looked at him I wasn’t ready but for him I was he saw the resolve in my eye. Not that it would have mattered, he was going to do it anyway. My body was slammed with a force I didn’t think was possible I felt like I had been hit by a truck I felt as if I was going to die. Like actually die tears streamed down my face I screamed I moaned, and I pleaded as one earth shattering painful orgasm after another slammed into my body sending shock waves rippling through me. I was slipping I was losing my mind. Listen to my voice he said, and it was the only thing that holding me to this reality to this world to this plane of existence. So, l listened. Breathe, take a breath. I must have stopped breathing and the screaming must have been in my head because I then realized I had been holding my breath. It intensified the pain. As I took a breath in it drew the pain in as well as I exhaled, I screamed the loudest I had ever screamed and released some of the pain. He spoke again I’m going to stop for a moment you have done well. You have suffered well for me. Good girl. Tears streamed down my face as he turned the power box off. He told me he was unclasping my clit and I cried harder this time with joy. He told me not to get excited it was still going to hurt. He released the clamp and he was right the blood flowing back to my clit made it throb like a heartbeat. Now you know we aren’t done. You only made it to eight we have two more to go. He smiled and laughed I sobbed. Are you ready? I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I opened my eyes and looked into his deep and found my resolve again. I shook my head yes, I could do this for him, I would suffer for him. At that he turned on full power. There was no mercy, I was on fire but this time I looked into his eyes the entire time and instead of being tied to my pyre I was clinging to it. I knew my purpose and I screamed but I screamed for him. And then it went black....
Thanks to the sadist I have been in discussion with and interviewing to help me formulate this fantasy of mine and giving it reality and fullness it deserves from this experience... I am grateful and honored to be in your presence.