Becoming an Electroslut: The Graduation of Raven Rocket

Raven hangs by her wrists. EMS pads cling to her skin, twitching every muscle at Isis Love’s whim. Isis moves in slow, predatory circles. She doesn’t waste motion. A prod here, a caress there, and Raven’s body jolts like it belongs to someone else. Sweat beads on pale skin. The ball gag keeps every moan locked behind teeth. Isis smiles, cruel and calm, guiding the current until Raven’s legs shake and her breath tears ragged through her nose. Each shock strips another layer away. By the time the final pulse fades, Raven knows exactly what she is—submissive, broken, an Electroslut.