Raising it over his penis.
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After a few coats of beeswax (burning much hotter than regular candles), removed with sandpaper, the boy’s ever-hard cock was angry red, abraded in many parts. Wickedly grinning Sarah was toying with it with the tips of her nails. Dancing them up and down and around the head. And as expected, eventually Tess joined the girl.
Meanwhile, Debbie was setting up the electro-shock machine, her own design. It was one evil piece of boy-torture equipment! The device had various parts for different aspects of the male anatomy. The sounding unit, a long metal rod, of course went in the urethra. Then there was the metallic, dildo-shaped probe for the anus. There were large clamps for the testes and smaller ones for the nipples. And in addition to these, several long metal thingies with plastic handles – electrodes, Steph supposed. The way it worked was when one of the thingies was touched on something all parts fired up at once. The thingies, of course, were used on the various sensitive areas of his body. The whole thing made for one electrified experience!
Once it was all set up, Debbie flicked a switch and the main unit started to hum and buzz ominously. The sound brought smiles on the women’s lips, just as it seemed to agitate their lovely victim.
She then brought it closer, and started to set the boy up. The dildo in his ass. Clamps on his balls and on his nipples. And the sound down the length of his urethra. He did not seem to enjoy being set up this way. He would hate it when they started!
When everything else was ready, the women picked one electrode-thingy each, settling around the table. They watched him for a while, letting the anticipation build. The shared looks. It was almost as if everyone was too shy to be the first.
With a shrug, Sarah then went ahead. She touched the tip of her electrode on, no surprises there, his cock. As the metal touched on the lower end of the shaft, everything buzzed louder. With a muffled squeal, the boy jolted. Shock hitting several sensitive areas at once. Sarah grinned. Following her example, Debbie likewise touched the shaft. Same effect. Then Alessa. Then Steph. The boy whimpered. He started to shiver.
The women traded mean smiles.
And then they all went at once. Poking at the cock with the electrodes, as he squealed in his hoarse voice and struggled involuntarily. The started with the shaft, slowly, touch by touch, moving up until they reached the head. Then all five electrodes circled the glans. The cock twitching and swelling against the pain.
They paused, savoring the sight of him. Panting, shaking. Moaning as if about to cry.
Debbie turned the dial to increase voltage.
Then they continued.
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The boy came twice with the electricity! First time had been during the regular round. They haven’t even noticed anything from all his struggling and whimpering and crying, until they’d pulled out the sound and seen the semen. The second orgasm had been after they had stuck some needles into his nipples and into the cockhead and then continued with the electricity. Touching the needles with the electrodes in order to lead the current into his flesh. This second climax had been incredibly intense. Impossible to miss. The inversion of ecstatic pleasure. A pure paingasm!
He was pretty much all spent, doused in sweat, shaking and sobbing quietly. The bleeding had more or less stopped after the removal of the last needle, the ointment they rubbed on him having done its job. Seemed to have hurt quite a bit too, to their amusement! His penis smelled of alcohol after it. Steph stared at the lovely abused sex organ, while she absently played with one of the needles still piercing his nipples. The cock was sight to behold. Bruises. Welts. Burns from electricity and beeswax. Bleeding. And still hard as a rock!
And there was still the finale.
On the table behind her, the irons were heating. The soldering irons. The hair straightener. A smell of burning dust in the air.
Soon it would be the smell of something else burning!
Steph caught the head of the cock in between her fingertips. The boy spasmed against his binds with a whimper.
There was some more life left in him.
She grinned.
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