Porcelain Electro Dolls

Two porcelain-skinned girls. Raven hair. Pale bodies already twitching. Mistress Chanel and Mistress Lorelei have them wired from head to toe. Conductive pads cling to inner thighs. EMS units hum against shaved cunts. Voice remotes wait in ready hands. Thick black ball gags stretch their jaws open, straps pulled tight behind their heads. The first jolt hits. One girl jerks, thighs snapping shut, a wet sound echoing between them. The other moans around her gag, drool already sliding down her chin. Fingers follow the current. Tongues chase it. Mouths lock onto swollen clits while gloved hands press deeper between spread cheeks. Knuckles vanish. One fist sinks past the second ring, then another. The girls’ holes bloom around leather-clad wrists, shiny and stretched, every pulse of the current making them clench and flutter. When the strap-on drives in it crackles. Electro-fucking at full throttle, the shaft buzzing inside a hole already spasming from earlier shocks. Orgasms slam through them, one after another, thighs shaking, eyes rolling white. The Stanley Challenge waits at the end, Katherine strapped down, every pad live, every limit about to be tested again.