Electro TENS Device

The bedroom was already charged with anticipation as I prepared for the night. My heart pounded, each beat echoing the distance that had separated us for too long. The distance didn’t matter now. She was here, and the air seemed to spark with possibilities.

“Tonight, you face the consequences of your misdeeds,” she declared, her voice as electrifying as the device she held in her hand. Her presence was intoxicating—a Mistress who demanded respect and submission without uttering a word.

I knelt before her, the soft carpet a minor comfort against the weight of what was to come. My eyes locked onto the handheld powerbox, a symbol of her control and my impending penance. Her gaze held mine, a mixture of amusement and command.

“You've disappointed me,” she continued, tracing the wires with her fingers, drawing out the anticipation. “But tonight, you'll learn.”

With practiced ease, she attached the pads to my skin, positioning them with a precision that promised both pleasure and pain. The first shock hit like a lightning bolt—sharp, precise, and all-consuming. I gasped, the sensation coursing through my body, igniting every nerve.

“Feel that?” she asked rhetorically, her lips curving into a smile. “That's just the beginning.”

Each jolt was a dance of ecstasy and agony, a reminder of her unyielding control. She adjusted the intensity, her every twist of the dial a calculated move in our intimate game of dominance and submission. My body writhed, caught between the relentless shocks and the overwhelming desire to please her.

“Beg,” she commanded, her voice a sultry whisper that demanded obedience.

“Please, Mistress,” I implored, the words tumbling from my lips, raw and unfiltered. The shocks became a symphony of sensation, each one building upon the last, leaving me breathless and yearning.

“Good boy,” she purred, rewarding my submission with a glint of satisfaction in her eyes. She watched me squirm, each reaction a testament to her power. The device was her tool, an extension of her will, and I was her willing canvas, eager to be painted with her desires.

As the final shock subsided, leaving me trembling, she knelt beside me, her touch gentle yet firm. “Consider this a lesson,” she murmured, her fingers trailing over my skin. “One I trust you'll remember.”

“Yes, Mistress,” I whispered, the words a pledge of unwavering devotion.

The night stretched on, the electric tension between us a constant reminder of the dynamic we shared. And as the device was set aside, I knew that this discovery was only the beginning of what she had planned for us.

• Material: ABS Plastic, Silicone
• Ships With: 1 TENS Machine, Batteries, 1 E-Stim Electrode Cable, Conductive Pads, Plug