Tough Ass Bitch and the Electro Queen

Daisy Ducati has Bella Rossi strung up tight, her thick tits heavy, arms wrenched behind her back. Every movement pulls the ropes tighter and she knows it. Daisy stalks around the suspended woman with the violet wand humming in her grip. She touches metal to skin and watches the spark jump. Bella jerks, tits bouncing, cursing through clenched teeth. A zapper follows the wand. Short, vicious bursts. Daisy counts them out loud, slow, deliberate. When Bella tries to twist away, Daisy just smiles and lands another one between her ass cheeks. The samurai comes next. Daisy slides the glass rod along the underside of Bella's breasts, watching the pale skin twitch and redden with each crackle. Then the tens pads go on—nipples first, then the soft inside of her thighs. Daisy dials the power up until Bella is shaking in the harness, sweat running down her stomach. She grabs an electrified cock on a stick, thumbs the switch, and presses it between Bella's spread cheeks. One slow push and the current hums straight into her ass. Bella gasps, tries to clench, can't. Daisy holds it there, working it deeper, watching every involuntary clench. Then she drops to her knees, straps still sparking, and shoves her wet cunt against Bella's face. "Lick," she orders. Bella's tongue drags through the charged slick while the current keeps running through her own holes. Daisy rocks her hips, riding the mouth that can't escape, static snapping between them every time tongues and lips meet.