Kathy Andrews - Disciplined mother

There were sounds – terrible, scraping sounds on the floor in a moment. She could hear Mike working on something, a gentle slapping and tugging sound reaching her muffled ears. Moments later, she felt something entering her cunt, something other than a tube. It was smaller than a pencil – a rod of some sort, the tip poking against her inner labes. Mike was making sure it was firmly in place before moving onto her tits.

Krystal's nipples were still sore from the burning she had received earlier. And now she felt something very sharp, something that was biting her tit tips. The young blonde teen drew back, her wrists cut by the straps again, her nerves parting in her arms as another clamp chewed into her other nipple.

"Now to make sure I've got all the options covered, your slitter's gonna get it too."

What was he doing? Krystal felt something very sharp scraping along her buttocks, making them shiver and break into goosebumps. Mike was spreading her asscheeks with one hand, inserting that wire-like thing into her shitter and spearing it down, down until it was well embedded in her bowels. It was only then he moved up front and began tugging at the tit clamps.

"They're not ordinary clamps, Krystal. They're very special," he said, his voice almost musical with laughter.

He was backing away, moving to a position some feet to her right. The girl cocked her head to one side, straining her hearing, trying to guess what he had in store for her.

A buzzing sound! There it was, a steady pulsing sound that suddenly reached her ears. She straightened her head, trying to think of what it reminded her of. Something mechanical, of course. Something that… oh God, a generator! He had switched on a generator that Krystal was sure was connected to her body!

There was a buzzing, tugging sensation Krystal felt at first around her nipples and cunt. She squirmed, biting down on the latex tube more in fear than in pain. It was such an odd feeling and not necessarily an unpleasant one. The young teen squeezed her ass muscles together, working her firm asscheeks against the wire, now alive with current in her asshole.

"I see you enjoy this," Mike said with another laugh. "Most girls start going hysterical at this point. But you only want more. That's just what you're gonna get."

"Ummmmffffff!"

It was as if someone had kicked her in the belly. Krystal noticed immediately the change in the sound of the generator. At the same time, the pulse dug harder into her nipples, cunt and ass. She jerked, making the chains rattle overhead. Gooseflesh erupted around her aureoles and pussy, her thigh muscles riding while her asscheeks jiggled against one another. Krystal began to shiver, noticing now her cunt began to itch. It was another orgasm on the make. The girl could tell that immediately. Strung up like this, Krystal could see she was going to cum once more.

"Oooooffffff!"

She could taste it, taste more piss rising through the tube and entering her mouth. Again, the teen tried forcing herself to control her bladder muscles. But the pulsing electricity was taking her mind off these things. She could feel her cunt starting to stiffen, to push up from the surrounding pink, moist flesh and get very, very hard while her nipples were stiffening. Strange sensations blasting from her asshole to her pussy were making the girl twist and moan on the chains. Another notch up, and Krystal thought she was going to shit on herself.

"Now, for the hard stuff!"

Another notch up! Krystal felt the current leap through her body, making the muscles contract and relax without her will. She twisted around, biting down hard on the rubber tube while her temples throbbed and she heard a ringing sound that got louder and louder as the seconds passed. Her tits jumped, slapping together while her nipples became swollen with blood. Her belly muscles knotted until they cramped while her cunt began opening and closing like the valves of a clam.

"Uhhhfhhhfhhfffff!"

Her bladder relaxed again, sending a stream of hot, stinging urine into her throat. It was all Krystal could do to keep her wits and swallow it. Her stomach reacted, rebelling against the piss and nearly making her puke.

"That's it, baby, play along with me! You're gonna take the full setting when I get through with you."

From what Krystal could tell, Mike's voice was getting thick and broken again, a sure sign he was as excited as she. But Krystal couldn't really tell. The electricity tearing through her body was taking up all her attention. When Mike dialed the machine another tone higher, Krystal lost all control. Piss shot into her mouth, foaming around the corners of her lips and dribbling down her chin. Some of it she swallowed, making her stomach tie up in knots and contract. Her asshole was opening and closing, biting down on the wire while the current ripped through her bowels. It felt as if shards of glass were scratching her nipples, cunt and shitter. Her asshole contracted suddenly, a fist of air bursting from her bowels nearly dislodging the wires shoved down deep in her shitter.

"Uhhfhfhfhhfhhfffff!"

Krystal wished he would rape her, tear her down and take her like the animal she was – anything but keep her dangling here like a hunk of meat. But Mike only cranked the machine higher. Krystal felt as if she were struck with a runaway truck. Her tits and belly and cunt were ripped to pieces by fiery knives. Her bones seemed to throb, the joints becoming swollen and achey. Krystal screamed the shout of the damned. But her cries were choked behind the rubber tube.

"Ughghghhghhghgh… ahhhhhhh!"

Another setting. Krystal writhed, juice and piss gushing from her mouth. Her lips were purple, diamonds of spittle standing out. Cunt juice oozed from her slit, running down her flexing, ridged thighs. The pain inside her body was like some enormous beast stalking about, gnawing at her guts. Krystal wished she could faint. But the electricity kept her conscious. It was at this point the girl felt her climax erupt – a power combating the electricity at first, then finally joining it, magnified by the stinging current.

She shuddered and jerked on the chains, her head becoming a blur now as Krystal thought her life would surely be over. He would electrocute her, frying her to a crisp while she fought against the chain bonds holding her firmly to the floor and ceiling.

"Shit!"

Mike couldn't take much more. With a rapid movement, he shut the machine down. It was as if someone had pushed her down a flight of steps. Krystal kept screaming, her body quivering. But the power that had been driving into her like an impaling stake was gone. He pulled out the tube, ripping it from her urethra.

Krystal screamed loudly now, sobbing and shrieking while her ass jiggled up and down. Without a word, Mike slapped her until she came around, reaching up and taking the bonds from her wrist. She fell to the floor, knocking herself half-unconscious. That was when he threw himself stop her, kicking her knees apart and mounting her like a dog in the gutter.

"No, uhhhhh!"

Mike didn't care. In a moment, he impaled his cock in her, raping her while her ankles were still bound to the cement floor. Krystal felt this new humiliation and wailed. When, oh dear God, would it all end?

"Uhf! Uhf! Uh!"

Her mouth was soured with the taste of her own piss. Her shoulders and arms and legs ached from the bonds and from the electricity that had torn through her body. And still Mike was raping her. He held onto her shoulders, purposely forcing her into an uncomfortable position, slamming her head against the floor several times while putting his full weight on her thighs and belly. Krystal retched as his cock punched into her cunt again and again.

"Damned, little bitch! You like this, love it especially after you got a taste of that, right?" he said, jerking his head back indicating the generator.