Fears of Electrosex

Two girls. Kaylee and Amber. Both tight, both strung up by their wrists, toes barely scraping the floor. Their arms stretch overhead like they've been caught reaching for something they shouldn't touch. I cover them in EMS pads, pad after pad, until their bodies aren't theirs anymore. Muscles jerk and spasm when I flip the switches. I stand back. Let the current handle the work. Then I grab the zapper. Amber freezes the second she sees it. I bring it close, let her feel the threat. Her fear cracks, shifts. She stops cringing and starts taking it. The tough girl stays tough.