Instead of transferring its energy across a wider strip, it seemed to strike harder and left a more bitter, narrow sting. Porn “Pl … Please, don’t … no … more …” but her, breathless, quiet please were notional and to no avail as a small chain was secure around her ankles the long end of which was left to loop around the floor. He was alone. She gasped in relief. He looked ponderous, deep in thought until finally he spoke. Several reddening welts crossed her flesh and he could just see the first tiny red circles rising in the middle of each one. It seemed to last a lifetime, her vaginal muscles stretched and contorted as the current seared through her.
