“Yes! Please, Mistress,” he hears the words escape his mouth before he can stop them.
His mistress just chuckles and replies, “We’ll see precious,” before smacking his thighs playfully with a riding crop, “But, I did not give you leave to speak, so you are not off to a good start.”
He remains still and quiet in response, and she approves, “Now, things may get more intense for you from here on out. Your body will undoubtedly react no matter how hard you fight against it. I am kind, caring, and understanding. You are permitted to move.”
“As much as your bonds allow,” she adds with a chuckle.
“However, you will remain silent. You will not cry out, you will not plead for release, you will not utter a single word. Do not make me gag you. Is this clear?”
He responds with a simple nod of his head. He knows that there is one word he is permitted to speak if things become too intense; if he cannot stand the ordeal. He has his safe word. There are no repercussions for speaking this one word. The scene will simply end. He will be cared for in whatever way he needs: physically, emotionally, or mentally. The crowd will disperse. It will be only himself and his mistress and he will be OK. The knowledge that he only needs to cry out “giraffe” to be safe keeps his mind at ease and allows him to prepare himself for whatever is to come next.
“Good.”
He hears his Mistress walking away and another set of footsteps approaching. The steps are light and soft, almost unnoticeable over the hum of the TENS unit and generator. He hears the steps stop, somewhere near the table, and a jostling of the toys thereon.
The next thing he feels is a tingling sensation on his biceps, his muscles twitch involuntarily. The person in front of him lets out a high-pitched squeal and giggle.
“The violet wand, but on a low setting,” he thinks to himself as the tingling and muscle twitching traverse his arm, exploring each and every muscle, one at a time. With each twitch, the person waving the wand emits another squeal-giggle.
The wand traverses his chest next, causing more muscle spasms and more girlish laughter. He becomes so focused on the wand’s electric zing that nothing else seems to exist. The hum of the wand, the tingle of shock, the contraction of each muscle, and the cackles of delight are the only sensations he is aware of. He does not hear the new footsteps nor the shuffling movement of toys.
The wand zaps his legs more erratically: left thigh, right calf, right heel, left hip, a repeat visit to his left thigh. He does not know where it will sting next. He feels the wand on his ass; lingering and massaging. He allows the tingling sensation to sweep over his whole body, and shudders instinctively.
“Oh? Do you like this?” a small, female voice piques, “How about over here?”
She moves the wand between his cheeks, and leaves it there, wedged between his butt cheeks, sending the tingle-spasms coursing through his body.
He nods his head eagerly, writhing in pleasure at this sensation. The wand is removed, and he shivers.
On his chest now, this next feeling is similar to the wand’s tingle but sharper, more focused, with a slight hint of pain, but it sends the same muscle twitches.
This electric pin-prickle-tickle seems to roll over his chest, around his nipples, playing back and forth between the left and right sides. It traces its way down his abdomen, and back up to his chest a few times before wheeling across his now hard prick. It circles around the girth, causing uncontrollable spasms and jerks throughout his body, a pure pleasure-pain that consumes him so deeply that barely notices even the squealing laughter of the woman causing it all.
Just as the sensation begins to become overwhelming and he feels himself near blackout, the tingling and pin-pricks of electricity are gone. He gasps deeply several times and tries to temper his shivers, but his mind is reeling and flying. He is deep in subspace, all zoned-out. He tries to guide his emotions and thoughts back in for a landing and he tries to recuperate before the next guest comes to play. His mind is still in the other zone, but his body is finally calmed when that happens.