Inescapably locked down on all fours in my steel punishment bench, my slave's hands and legs are bolted securely into position, his thighs are spread wide with his ass and genitals fully exposed. His head is locked firmly in place with a steel collar secured tightly around his throat. He cannot run, he cannot hide. He can barely move a muscle. All he can do is wait, and accept his much deserved punishment.

Tonight, I will instill shock and awe in his sorry ass with 150,000 volts. Every inch of his body will fall under my attack. His arms, legs, hands, nipples, cock, balls, even his...

Inescapably locked down on all fours in my steel punishment bench, my slave's hands and legs are bolted securely into position, his thighs are spread wide with his ass and genitals fully exposed. His head is locked firmly in place with a steel collar secured tightly around his throat. He cannot run, he cannot hide. He can barely move a muscle. All he can do is wait, and accept his much deserved punishment.

Tonight, I will instill shock and awe in his sorry ass with 150,000 volts. Every inch of his body will fall under my attack. His arms, legs, hands, nipples, cock, balls, even his precious asshole. And with each and every jolt from my electro stun baton, waves of excruciating pain travel throughout his body, from the top of his head, to the tips of his toes.

This may shock you (lol), but I absolutely adore such simple instruments of pain and suffering. They require such little effort, but yield such impressive results. By the time we are through, he will know full well that I have the upper hand always. And that his purpose is to suffer for my enjoyment.