Read Part One here.
She could feel his hands tense up as he was midway down her back. Carl seemed shocked too as the zapping had ceased for the moment. She could only imagine the dumbfounded look on her boyfriends face in that moment.
Neil cleared his throat, clearly caught off guard, but his hands resumed their work as he spoke.
“Well you’re not wrong, I do like to keep my hands clean as it were, and that is a electrode for penetration. Lets just say that some of my clientele like the feel of my tools so much they want to take things into their own hands.”
Again Megan’s words resounded in her head, “Trust me, you want your boyfriend to watch.” Could this be what she meant? Her imagination reeling with the possibilities, Kathleen found herself suddenly very turned on and a moist flush invaded her nethers.
“How does it work?” she stammered, mostly surprised from the realization that the words were coming out of her mouth instead of staying nicely caged in her head. “I mean theoretically of course.” She quickly added.
The hands that had been ministering to her shoulders released their grip and a she saw Neil’s arm reaching for his bag as a whisper tickled her ear. “Curious are we, then roll over.” She was keenly aware that these words were more of a command than a request, yet somehow the presence behind that whisper wasn’t intimidating.
With hardly a thought she rolled over, exposing her ample bare breasts to this stranger. Somewhere in the back of her mind there was a part of her that wanted to cover up, but that part of her was so far back in the recesses of her mind that she made no move to act on it. Carl seemed shocked, but Neil was unaffected as he busied himself attaching some sort of cable to his machine, then the glass dildo to the other end of the cable.
“This device is called a Violet wand, due to the colorful glow the argon gas inside the electrodes give off when excited by electricity. They were originally designed as new medical tool for the 20th century. Funny enough at about the same time doctors had their hands full with problems of hysteria in women, which they supposedly cured via orgasm by using tools that paved the way for modern vibrators.” A sly grin crossed his face as he stood up now brandishing what Kathleen could only imagine what a dildo on a rope would look like. The giggle that escaped her lips spurned Neil onward.
“Well it wasn’t till much later than anybody put the two ideas together, but the results are unlike anything else out there.” With those last words he reached down and turned on his wand, and suddenly there was not just a glass dildo on a rope in his hands, there was a glowing purple glass dildo in his hands. The effect was mesmerizing, and Kathleen saw the shock on her boyfriends face as she reached out and took the tool from Neil. She touched the head to her stomach and felt a familiar warm buzz, the effect different now that she was in control.
“Is it safe?” she asked, thinking about electricity arcing to her clit and scaring her for life. “Of course,” replied Neil, “you’d need a vise to break that, and the electricity is muted by the special glass. Go ahead give it a try, I’ll even step away if it makes you feel better.”
Neil crossed the room, and found a spot out of Kathleen’s line of sight, then muttered loud enough to catch Carl’s attention “ Your lady still has leggings on, ya might want to help her out of them.” Again the tone was so compelling that Carl snapped up off of the couch and began denuding her.
Suddenly Kathleen found herself mostly naked in front of two men, almost painfully turned on and holding a giant electrified dildo, and (to her own shock and surprise) unabashed at using it. She trailed the head down her thigh, paying attention to how the arcs of electricity felt as she moved. As she reached the edge of her panties she looked up at Carl, his eyes were transfixed on what she was doing, his face belying a mixture of awe, curiosity and more than just a touch of lust.
In a moment of playfulness, Kathleen pointed the glass cock at Carl and stated, “if you want to see this thing in me your going to have to lube it up. Don’t just sit there, get to licking”
Carl’s response was so immediate that it surprised Kathleen. He leapt up and began licking the head of the tip of the electro-cock, each lap sending sparks shooting to his tongue. The first few times it happened carl visibly winced as if in pain, but soon copious amounts of saliva coated the tip and enough of the shaft to make insertion possible.
Watching her boyfriend react to her command was a turn on and made Kathleen realize she was in total control now. This filled her with a sense of power unlike any she had ever experienced. The power seemed to be tied to some sort of momentum and it urged her onward as if daring her to push her own limits. With her new found courage she reached over with one hand and pulled off her panties exposing her freshly trimmed mound and pink swollen lips. She was so turned on that she could smell her own heady musk, and was unsurprised when she slid the head in with no resistance at all. The act of penetration was less surprising than the sensations this high voltage toy put out. Slowly at first, then with mounting speed she began moving the glass member in and out of her slit. The buzzing noise of the wand seemed to be a external representation of what she was feeling inside, almost like some kind of electric bee was buzzing away and bringing her closer and closer to the brink, but doing so without any actual vibration.
Carl approached, as if to get a better view. “How does it feel?” a mixture of curiosity and fear filled his words.
“Good, really really good, but a little more buzz might be better” she replied “try turning it up, go slowly and I’ll tell you when to stop.”
Carl reached out gingerly to the wand buzzing away on the leg of the massage table and found the knob that Neil had turned earlier. Kathleen watched as he started adjusting the knob and felt a thrill in her whole abdomen as the tingling spread. Finally she grabbed his hand and shook her head. “That’s enough, I don’t think I can handle any more.”
Carl eased back in and asked “Are you good or should I help ya out there?”
Kathleen nodded, she could feel the beginnings of an orgasm creeping over her whole body. Carl reached out his hand to rub her clit, the same way he had done on more than one occasion before when they had used her vibrator together. This time however the result was somewhat different.
Just before his fingers found their mark the gap was closed by an electrical arc. The additional stimulus was a surprising at first, but Kathleen simply thrust her hips harder. That zap on the precipice of pain and pleasure made her yelp and then clench down on the glass electrode. Suddenly her whole body was enveloped in an orgasm which seemed to go on forever. All the while her squeezebox was clamping down on that glowing cock, the angry bee was going wild inside of her. Again and again she was hammered by orgasms then suddenly a warm wetness filled her whole crotch.
“Holy shit Hun, did you just squirt?” stammered Carl as he reached up to shut off the wand, “I thought that was just a porno myth.” Kathleen withdrew the probe, pushing herself into yet another micro-orgasm. Overcome by exhaustion her arms flopped weakly over the side of the massage table.
Neil briskly approached, simultaneously handing Kathleen her robe and taking back the handle of the electrode. Kathleen couldn’t decide if the robe was to towel off with or to cover up, and her post orgasm brain didn’t much care and tried to do both with little success at either.
“Holy shit is right,” Her words spilled out in ragged gasps, “I thought I was exploding there for a minute!” Kathleen exclaimed her eyes moved from Carl to Neil, suddenly keenly aware that he was busying himself picking up his gear.
Again the clock chimed from the other room, signaling that it was now 8pm and the session was nearing its close. Kathleen eased herself up off the table and went back to her room. She reemerged moments later with her own night gown on just in time to see the boys finish packing up the last of Neil’s miscellaneous tools.
“Go ahead and keep that robe for next time.” chuckled Neil who was finishing up wiping down his table. The idea of a next time excited Kathleen
“So how much for another hour sometime?” asked Kathleen wondering how much Megan had spent on the gift certificate.
“Well since you already have a robe I can swing ya a discount, get me a new client and I’ll cut you an even bigger discount. Introduce me to three new clients, and ill give you one of those gift certificates. Use it on yourself, give it to somebody else, doesn’t really matter to me, just remember its usually more fun if the significant other watches.”
Megan’s words echoed again in her head, along with the laughter from all her friends. No, there was no way she could have known what would happen…was there?
As Neil opened the door to leave Kathleen approached and asked the question that had begun to gnaw at her. “So how do you know Megan?”
“Huh?” Replied Neil clearly surprised at the question. “Didn’t you know we are engaged?” His words hung in the air, as Kathleen slowly realized that this was the groom who had donated the gift certificates. A flush embarrassment reddened her face.
“You mean to say I just got myself off on a massage table in front of my good friends husband-to-be with some high tech lightning dildo, and she knew all along something like this could happen?”
“Lets settle on she was aware when she gave out all those gift certificates that this sort of thing was likely to happen.” replied Neil. “I would however like to point out that she still wont let me use anything on her internally, so you get marks for bravery. Maybe you and Carl could come over some time and show her that wet and wild side of yours.”
Neil took a small bow and then placed the last of his gear in the back of a suburban and drove off into the night. Carl and Kathleen went back into the house. While she and sat down in shock Carl busied himself in the kitchen with opening a bottle of wine. In just one night they had shared their first professional massage, had an electrosex experience, been invited to show a friend how its done, and all that before 9pm. Kathleen felt as if somehow her whole world had been turned upside down, but in a good way.
As Carl returned, he placed the glass of red wine in Kathleen’s hand and they enjoyed a few brief moments of silence. After sharing a kiss it was Kathleen who finally broke the silence by asking “well I’m game, how about you?”
Neilias Elision is an Oregon based kinkster who found his way into the scene whilst exploring TENS and violet wand treatments as alternative medicine. He enjoys giving demonstrations in the rogue valley for both kink and scientific curiosity.