Blow Your Own Horn, part two

Heavy's tied down tight, black stubble twitching as he jerks and howls. The electrodes bite into his shaft and every fresh shock rips another raw shout from his throat. Elise stands over him, cool and amused, handing both the electric box and the tease box more control than she keeps for herself. She taps the tease box to random. The Hitachi stutters to life without warning, buzzing hard against the head of his cock, then cuts out just as suddenly. Heavy gasps, hips trying to chase it, but the wand is locked on tight by a rubber sleeve that won’t let go. He can’t pull away; all he can do is tremble and wait for the next cruel pulse. Next she switches the box to its Horny setting. The vibe stays on, low and steady, keeping him right on the edge without pushing him over. Heavy’s breathing turns ragged. He’s hard, flushed, desperate, and every slow throb of the wand makes him leak another bead of pre-cum down his length. He thinks he wants this; the vibration feels too good to fight. The possibility that the motor might never shut off if he comes hasn’t really sunk in yet. Elise watches the thought finish crossing his face—too late. His balls are already drawing up. He’s too far gone to care. All he knows is the steady buzz and the ache to come, and that’s exactly where she wants him.