Everyone started laughing. I was dripping through the cage, not cumming with an orgasm, just kind of a lot of mini orgasms caused by the electro jolt.... I guess seeing me start to leak turned the electro operator on cause he increased the voltage and it became very painful. I cried out, screamed as loud as I could. I started begging, promising all I owned if he would stop. I humiliated myself, begging and begging and sobbing. Someone made him stop. I was still crying and sobbing and. As his sub I must learn to be patient and wait until He tells me to do something. For example I would like to have some Ben wa balls so that I can train my vaginal muscles to be tight despite all the stretching they regularly endure. The vanilla me wants to rush out and buy some and start using them. As a sub I have to learn to be patient and wait. He will decide if and when I get them - and if and when I am to wear them for his pleasure. It is not about me. Being a Master carries. Up the stairs was a crude lab full of test tubes, beakers, and various other pieces of chemistry equipment.Four people worked among the beakers wearing elbow-length rubber gloves. Their concoction seemed to be unstable. Without even a slight understanding of chemistry, I had no idea what they were doing, however, each time they moved it from over the Bunsen Burner to a cooling rack, they all seemed to hold their breath, and you could cut the tension with a knife.Othneal showed me the process,. I was married with two kids. I couldn't be carrying on like this, especially with my own sister. This was not respectable behavior. I had to get control of myself.I was half in a daze for the rest of the morning, but I managed to get Jim off to work and the girls loaded onto the school bus. Dana remained passed out in the guest room. It wasn't until almost noon that I heard her moving around in there. I left her a note and headed out to do some errands. It wasn't that I couldn't face her, it.
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