A Very Sexy Electro-Christmas

Skin and Alyssa have been counting down. Two brunettes, black hair falling over bare shoulders, already wet with the thought of what waits under the tree. They hit the bottom of the stairs like they can’t wait another second. Paper tears. Boxes split. Out spills the first toy, cold metal catching the light. Then another. Cables uncoil. Pads. Probes. The whole spread looks obscene against the tinsel. They don’t bother with thanks. One of them is already on her knees, face pressed into the carpet, ass up. The other snaps the leads on. Current hums. A low buzz slides into her and she jerks, breath hissing through her teeth. The voltage climbs. Her thighs shake. She stays put, taking every pulse, the Christmas lights flashing red across sweat-slick skin. The next toy goes in harder. Deeper. Anal, electric, unforgiving. She groans. The sound turns into a sharp cry when the current spikes again. Sweat runs down her back. Her fists stay tight in the wrapping paper. Neither girl speaks. They just keep turning the dial, watching each shock land, listening to the wet sound of metal sliding in and out of her while the current makes her clench and flutter around every cruel, perfect jolt.