Calico Impaled on an electrified dildo and made to orgasm.

Calico skips the beach and the booze. She comes here. The cuffs bite. She stands on tiptoe, the electrified shaft already buried deep in her cunt. A tens unit hums. It sends rolling shocks in long, rising waves that peak hard, fade, and start again. Each crest tightens her muscles around the metal, driving the current straight into raw, shaved flesh. Pain blooms, then twists into heat. A wand adds steady vibration. The two sensations slam together, and she comes fast, then harder. The cycle keeps her shaking. Sweat runs down her thighs. The waves never stop. She keeps coming until her voice cracks and her knees buckle. We walk away. She stays, locked on the pulsing pole, too spent to fight it, left to ride each shock alone until we decide she’s done.