“Have been you shocked? I’m stunned,” I inform her, sipping on my espresso within the
open air cafe. The waiter has delivered our breakfast with the same old French
mixture of swagger and groveling, checking her out, enyying me slightly.
She’s blushing all of a sudden. Not her traditional response. “Properly, I don’t know if
that’s the phrase, however you probably did shock me. I didn’t count on you to be as
forceful as you had been . . .”
“That’s what you wished, proper?”
“Sure, after all, cheri. Precisely what I wished. Don’t be so well mannered and
English, hmm? However which you can’t at all times make sure that what you need
is what you’ll get,” she smiles, blushing some extra.
“With me, you possibly can.” I’m stunned she’s capable of sit in any respect. I spanked and
caned her ass for 2 hours final night time. It’s uncooked. And this morning, made
her crawl around the bed room whereas I took the belt to the remainder of her. Tons
of nasty welts, numerous sizzling, impassioned tears. And a few fervent sucking
and fucking to observe each beatings.
She’s stirring her espresso, eyes lowered. “In fact, there may be at all times
stunning for actual; I’m positive that may get my consideration . . .”
“Oh, electrical, you imply?”
Now she’s buttering a croissant, and her palms are shaking. Did she actually
imply it? Let’s see. Her eyes flicker nervously.
“Oh pricey. We’ve fairly uncared for that risk, Michelle. In spite of everything we
stated, too. About holding nothing again? Very remiss of us. How considerate
of you to remind me. You’ll be so happy you probably did.”
“Properly,” she says hesitantly, “You probably did promise to make use of a cattle prod on me.
On my pussy.”
She’s proper. And it was her concept too.
“Sure. A cattle prod is at all times a pleasant method to get a woman’s consideration, however I
assume you deserve higher.”
We pause whereas extra espresso is poured.
“Oh?” She’s being coy. I get pleasure from it, however I received’t tolerate it for lengthy.
“Sure, I should be extra forceful.”
“Comme toujours . . . I would really like that, I feel.”
“There’s a lot you possibly can accomplish with a hand-cranked generator, and a
few leads and crocodile clips. Sure, I can see out of your face that one thing
like that can be sure you ‘get your consideration,’ Michelle.”
She stares at me, her face turning pale. A hawkfaced lady in her late
thirties. From Alsace, residing in Paris. By no means married, intensely masochistic.
“Oh, sure.” She whispers it like a prayer. “Oh. I’d love that.”
Her eyes are brilliant, fanatical.
“As a lot as . . .?”
“As a lot as branding me, or piercing or chopping me? Sure! And you have to. I
need the whole lot.” She attracts a deep breath.
“I received’t allow you to down, Michelle.”
She’s in a reverie. “My God; sure. Horrible because it sounds, however, that will get my
sexual juices flowing. You understand how I really feel about being harm, cheri. I’m
destined for such issues, I do know that; and I do know that you’re the one to
administer such torments to my helpless physique.”
I smile like a wolf. I prefer it when she talks on this fractured ‘Story of
O’ English.
“So, what is going to you do to me?” she asks, licking her lips. She takes a giant
grasping sip of espresso.
“Shock you, darling. Properly, we began with the correct stuff there. The
generator, some leads. To not neglect large steel dildos on your vagina and
rectum.”
“Oh God, sure. Fats ones.”
“So that you’re actually stretched, similar to after I’m ramming my fist into you.”
She sighs with pleasure at this reminiscence.
“And I feel there needs to be a skinny wire wriggled into your piss gap,
don’t you? And good robust spring-loaded clamps with electrodes on your
breasts, your nipples, your pussy. Even a pair in your tongue.”
“Lovely. Sure, that’s the way in which. The place would you do it? Have you ever thought
about that?”
“No. However I feel a toilet is an efficient place for administering this
remedy. So we are able to make a large number, hmmm? A pleasant large tiled rest room, just like the
one at that large previous lodge outdoors Lille. Keep in mind?”
“Good. Oh, that was so chilly, so medical.”
“I’d drag you in there bare, with appropriate restraints already in place.
You recognize, handcuffs, a leash. Put you underneath an icy chilly bathe, moist you
down completely, provide you with a rubber gag to chew on.”
“Oh, that is horrible! However, so proper. Please, attempt to prepare it. You will need to.”
“You’ll should be tied up, strapped down, completely restrained. Very
extreme bondage. So we’d like one thing like a wood pillory for you, don’t we?”
“As a result of I’ll battle a lot?”
“You received’t be capable of assist it, after I begin cranking. So, a very good stable
pillory. I’ll see if I can get my atelier on the winery to provide one. A
folding factor we are able to take locations within the trunk of your automotive. One thing
that’ll be mistaken for some artist’s junk.”
A clothes designer, she drives a Mercedes. She is freakish, however wealthy too.
“That is so nasty,” she says, consuming hungrily. She eats continuously, but
she’s painfully skinny. Hyperactivity. Smokes like a chimney, too. Wiry,
robust. “It’s going to be torture.”
“Sure, it’s. And you want that phrase, a lot. I’ve seen the way in which you
masturbate more durable once you hear it. So, I’ll should fluctuate the locations that
are shocked, work you over rigorously, seeing what produces the perfect
convulsions and reactions. It’ll be attention-grabbing to make you piss
involuntarily.”
She smiles. She usually does anyway.
I see her hand emerge from underneath her skirt. I seize her wrist, sniff her
fingers. Very cunty. She smiles sexily. “You’re making me so moist.”
“As I usually do, eh? I hope you have got a change of garments? Cos you’ll be
sitting in a giant messy puddle quickly, inhaling the vapor and saying ‘thank
you.’”
“Beast.”
“Proper. However you received’t be smiling once we get began on stunning you, my
pricey. Under no circumstances.”
“I can’t wait. I imply it.”
“See how you are feeling when you’re strapped and clamped and bolted into the
pillory, hmm? Along with your pudendum thrust ahead, your thighs unfold vast so
your pussy is definitely labored on. You’ll have been shaved by then, to make it
simple to use the clips and different gadgets with precision.”
She smiles. She desires to be shaved and waxed, and she or he can be. I’ve made
an appointment for her subsequent week with some individuals I do know.
“You’re a pervert so that you’ll relish the ache and discomfort of the
insertion of the electrode in your urethra, a small hole steel catheter.
Like a ingesting straw. A nurse would most likely provide you with one thing to numb
you down there, however I received’t! You’ll admire the small, highly effective clips on
your clitoris, and throughout its hood. Every part can be taped or glued
in place so you possibly can’t shake it free as you thrash round.”
“Oh, it’s torture, true torture.” Her eyes are brilliant. “Please, cheri?
You promise?”
“Sure. You’ll quickly be soaked in sweat, ashen with concern. I’ll should moist
you down repeatedly with a bucket or a hose. Good chilly water, so that you’re
shivering. So we get the very best connections. Simply think about what it’ll
be like.”
“I’m attempting.”
“There’ll be little blue flashes and crackles, sparks. Puffs of smoke or
steam coming from you every time you’re jolted. We’ll focus in your tits,
your cunt and your pussy lips and clit earlier than too lengthy. There are such a lot of
methods to shock you, however, we’ll have time. I’m positive we’ll strive all of them. So
painful, so horrifying. You’ll be bursting to scream, however you received’t be
allowed to, not for an extended whereas. Till I’m prepared to listen to your filthiest
confessions, and what you’ve been holding again. There can be nasty burns
and ugly blisters. How may that be prevented? Why would you need to be
spared them, slave? It’s torture you requested for, isn’t it?”
She sighs. “Sure, torture. To be utilized with out regard to the
after-effects. Please? Don’t fear about hurting me or marking me. Most of
the harm will disappear with time; I believe! Oh, sure!”
Loopy, however interesting, even with croissant crumbs in her tooth and butter
on her chin. I bore on. She has a hand underneath her skirt, and she or he’s lit a
cigarette. She stares raptly into my eyes.
“So many mixtures to select from, it’s going to take hours. Discovering the perfect
is the important thing. Sudden shocks, gradual build-ups, a random sequence of jolts. Who
is aware of, hmm? It’ll be a merciless, inhuman “scientific” punishment . . .”
“For a girl who deserves to endure all of the torments that may be inflicted
on a sufferer. Sure, you have to,” she sighs, blowing an enormous cloud of smoke.
“And once we’ve discovered the ‘finest’, along with your assist? Then we’ll hold going,
specializing in these strategies. You’ll faint, repeatedly. It’s inevitable.
However every time you revive, it’s going to start once more. With out mercy.”
“Please. You will need to.”
“I’m doing all of the speaking as traditional . . .”
“Properly, I don’t know . . . uh, I’d assume {that a} random choice of all
the soiled little methods the electrical energy will be administered would do the
trick; not understanding the place and the way intense the following one could be could be
virtually as unhealthy because the shocks themselves. No?”
“I feel so. And?”
“Properly, the ready, the anticipation, the expectation; then the horrible
flash. Think about. Many times, destroying nerves, tormenting me . . .
Oh. Ever and ever once more. With out mercy; solely ache, thrust after thrust of
agonizing sparks of electrical energy, my future, my want, my the whole lot . . .”
She’s in a reverie. I can scent her pussy, even outdoor like this. She’s
about to return.
“Sure, that’s how nasty it’ll be. Oh we’ll watch out to not destroy
nerves, or injure you an excessive amount of. It’s vital to do it so I make you
hypersensitive to stimuli, make you relish the ache, remorse the horrible
penalties of your foolishness. However there’ll be blisters, there’ll be
ache. There’ll be horrible humiliations as you piss your self, as you weep
and beg for mercy.”