Warming up Audrey Hollander

Gia moves first. She straps Audrey down, bare skin against cold metal, and doesn’t waste time. The cattle prod crackles once, close enough for Audrey to feel the charge in the air. Audrey’s eyes widen, her breath stutters. Gia watches the shift—nervous to wanting—then presses the prod against her inner thigh. Audrey jerks, a short gasp slipping out. The current leaves a bright stripe of pain that blooms into heat fast. Gia smiles, then lowers the voltage, running gloved fingers between Audrey’s spread legs, tracing the same spot the prod just kissed. Audrey strains against the straps, hips tilting toward the touch, already unsure which sensation she craves. Gia alternates again: sharp bite of electricity, then slow, slick circles around Audrey’s clit. Every time the prod lands, Audrey’s whole body locks tight, and every time Gia’s hand returns, she melts. The brunette’s voice stays low, promising nothing except more of this back-and-forth until Audrey’s shaking. By the time Gia steps back to let the current run steady through the pads taped to Audrey’s ass, the girl’s panting, flushed, caught somewhere between begging and bracing for the next jolt. This is only the start—Gia’s already planning how deep she’ll take her before the scene ends.