Surrounded by Electricity

Lizzy London and Penny Pax thought they knew electro BDSM. They had no idea what was coming. I lock them both into a standing copper pipe predicament, metal cold against their skin, every bar wired and waiting. The pipes form their bondage, so there’s no escape when the current hits. Move or hold still—they still get shocked. Metal hooks fill their asses, tight and unforgiving, ready to fire at the flip of a switch. One twitch from either girl and those sphincters clamp down hard. Their punishment, their pleasure, it all runs through my hands. Every jolt comes when I decide, and they feel every spark together.