Lesbian Aversion Therapy

Mia can’t keep her eyes off a woman’s cunt or the weight of heavy tits. Lorelei drags her into the padded room and starts the treatment. First the cattle prod kisses bare skin, a white snap that drops Mia to her knees. Each shock is followed by fingers shoved between her legs, checking how wet she’s gotten at the sight of Lorelei’s chest. The numbers don’t lie—Mia’s soaked. Soon she’s strung up like a marionette, every limb held open by tight ropes. A fat gag stretches her mouth wide. Sticky pads cling to her inner thighs while EMS pads are slapped on her ass cheeks and the backs of her legs at the same time. When the current hits, her body jerks and her cunt clenches around nothing. An electro cock is shoved in deep, thick and humming. Lorelei shoves Mia’s face into a steel dog bowl full of water, holding her down while the current buzzes through her ass. Mia splashes, gasps, comes up dripping. The prod lands again, harder. Her nipples ache. Her thighs shake. Every time Lorelei flashes those tits, Mia’s pussy answers with another wet rush, proving the therapy is failing—and that the failure feels filthy good.