Sweet Worship has Never been so Sharp

Penny Pax has taken a lot of shocks in her time, but Mistress Lea Lexis is turning old tricks into fresh hell. Sticky pads cling to her full, round tits, wired to the violet wand plate. Every brush of Lea’s hand across her chest, every graze along her thigh, fires a jolt straight through those tender nipples. Penny’s lips hover at Lea’s bare feet, desperate to kiss, but the second she leans in the current bites. She inches closer to that smooth, wet pussy, tongue trembling, and another sharp sting answers her devotion. Sweat beads. Breath shakes. The need to worship wars with the fear of the next spark, and Penny stays caught right in the middle, trembling and aching for more.