Venus May

Venus May fights the straps of the voice-activated electric chair. Copper wire slides through her wet folds and bites at her clit. Every time she gasps, the current spikes, jolts her thighs open, rips another orgasm from her shaking body. A cold steel plug hums inside her ass and the rope tugs tighter each time she bucks. Chanta shuts the power off, unties the chair, and clips a leash to the crotchrope. Outside the sun hits raw skin; Venus stumbles, legs weak, but the copper wire keeps pulsing between her cheeks. She drops to her knees on the grass, spent and dripping, needing the break Chanta allows. Bonus scene, full update Thursday.