With bondage belts strapped around him tightly and a sensory deprivation hood restricting his airflow, hearing, and rendering him blind; I have this gimp in the perfect state for my manipulation. I've encased myself in latex for the occasion, my gloves gleaming as I eye my tool that I have laced between my fingers. I turn the power on, hearing the crackling down of electricity coming to life, flowing through the wand. I start minimally in strength of current, gracing my gimp's flesh in his most sensitive places and making his air stand up; body squirm. He begins to thrash more as I pick up ...

With bondage belts strapped around him tightly and a sensory deprivation hood restricting his airflow, hearing, and rendering him blind; I have this gimp in the perfect state for my manipulation. I've encased myself in latex for the occasion, my gloves gleaming as I eye my tool that I have laced between my fingers. I turn the power on, hearing the crackling down of electricity coming to life, flowing through the wand. I start minimally in strength of current, gracing my gimp's flesh in his most sensitive places and making his air stand up; body squirm. He begins to thrash more as I pick up the strength and change my path and focus directly onto his throbbing cock. I squeeze his balls in the palms of my hands before striking with my wand, loving the sounds of groans and confliction filling his senses as he can't decipher pleasure from pain. Then again, what truly is pleasure; without pain? I look forward to dragging my gimp through this electric exploration...