Secret Confessions of a Smart Girl

Once again, my mind and my body have two entirely different thoughts on the issue of a sex toy. I got an ad in the mail today for a series of electro-stimulation sex toys (specifically electrostim dildos), and reading the description made me wish that I was the sort of person who would drop $250 on a sex toy she might or might not like, because man was the description of the sensations hot.

The thing is, though, that I don’t like electrical play. Which is to say that the one time I tried playing with a tens unit I found it incredibly unpleasant. Involuntary muscle spasms were not my idea of fun. And yet… that very sensation might actually make for a really _interesting_ experience with an insertable electrical toy.

Involuntary vaginal muscle spasms. A sensation that ranges from tickling to pain. I can’t imagine why I might think that sound hot… particularly not if the whole thing was out of my control. My brain wants to turn it into  a science fiction torture story…

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I woke up to an aching brightness. White lights shone into my eyes, blinding me to my surroundings, and I realized that I couldn’t move. As I gathered my wits about me I realized that I was lying naked upon a hard metal table, to which my wrists, ankles, and forehead were tethered by wide metal bands.

I was trapped. My body could move, but not enough to have any hope of attaining freedom. I could clench my fists and wiggle my toes, lift my hips and shrug my shoulders, but that was it. I wasn’t going anywhere unless my captors released me… whoever they were.

I tried to damp down my worry, but it was no use. As the extent of the situation in which I found myself began to dawn on me, I began to sweat and twitch with fear.

“Oh good,” a voice said from somewhere behind my head, “you’re back with us.”

“Who are you? Why am I here?” I tried to sound calm, but even I could hear the edge of panic in my voice.

The voice laughed, “As if you didn’t know. You were instrumental in shutting down our sex slavery operation on 3 planets. You freed hundereds of our well trained products and cost me, personally, millions of credits. It’s time for me to have my revenge.”

Oh god. They’d broken my undercover identity. “Fine then, kill me. At least all of those men and women will remain free, and when my agency finds out what you’ve done to me no one will ever fall into your clutches again.”

He snorted. “Your agency turned you over to us. The director is one of my best customers. Once we get you out of the way, we’ll be back  up and running in no time. You may have cost me dearly, but you didn’t stop me. No one can stop me. Not when I have what everyone wants. Willing and untraceable victims.”

I heard him stand and then felt the warmth of his body as he came and stood next to the table, just out of my sight.

“Besides,” he said as he roughly grabbed my breast and made me cry out, “who said anything about killing you? You’re a beautiful young woman. I’m going to make you into my newest product.”

“Never!” I strained against the bonds and felt them cut into my skin. “I will never let any of your customers violate me.”

“It’s sweet that you think that” he said, while stepping away to rummage through what sounded like a drawer full of tools and equipment, “I already have an owner waiting for you. Your former boss is very excited at the thought of being able to use you however he wishes after your work almost ended up getting him sent to jail.”

“Besides,” he continued, “It’s not like you have any choice. When I’m done with you, you won’t want to do anything other than what I ask of you.” He stepped up to my head to shove what felt like a penis shaped gag into my mouth, “and in the mean time I have absolutely no interest in hearing you scream.”

With that he walked out of sight. I heard a motorized whirring sound and the bottom half of the table slowly began to split into two pieces, spreading my legs wider apart. I tried to scream and fight, but the bonds were unforgiving and the gag muffled the noises I made into futility.

“First things first,” he said, rummaging through his tools again, “I like to make certain that all of my work is instructive, so we’re going to have to confuse your body until it no longer knows the difference between pleasure and pain. For that, I think we need…. ah! there they are.”

I felt him step in the space between my legs and tried to squirm and writhe to get away from him, but it was to no avail. I felt his fingers reach between my thighs and spread my outer lips apart. Then two cold, pinching clips were placed on the delicate skin covering my clitoris. I gasped at the pain, and then moaned again in fear as he lubed up a large, cold, metal rod dildo and slid it deep within my cunt until I could feel the head pushing up against my cervix. I clenched my inner muscles around it in fear and found it bruisingly hard and unyielding. If he were to fuck me with it, he could..

He stepped away again, and for a moment I began to relax. But then, the sensations started. First, a tingling spreading from the clips he had attached near my clitoris, almost like someone was tickling or pinching it lightly. It actually felt… good. The  intensity of the sensations increased until they were more of a throbbing feeling, and it was incredible. Relentless, bordering on painful, but really really good. I could feel myself becoming aroused, and just as I began to relax around those sensation a new one began. This time, the tingling was inside me. It felt like little bolts of lighting were running up and down my cunt, and that was when it hit me. He was electocuting me from the inside. I began to moan in fear again and I heard him laugh as he recognized the realization on my face.

“So I see you’ve figured it out. I have electric current running through that juicy little hole of yours and across your little clit. I can give you the most intimate forms of pain, or pleasure, and I can also do this.”

He laughed and suddenly my internal muscles were contracting against their will. Strong  rythmic pulses like the best orgasm of my life, only I didn’t want them and they were contracting around that unyielding metal rod. It hurt, and it was exciting, and it was horrible and wonderful all at once.

“In a few hours, your body won’t know the difference between orgasms and the sensations I am giving you right now. I will condition you to crave the most horrible degrading things that only I can give you, and when I’m done you will do anything I want to have me torture you again. You’ll hate me, but you won’t be able to stay away, and I will win. Everything.”

And then, even as my body shook with horror and pleasure, tears began to run down my face… because I knew it was true.

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Not the best porn ever, but you have no idea how many projects I’m behind on. While I go work, I highly recommend reading about the latest homophobic corporate failure -  this time from amazon.com.