Evil Designz 2: Shockers and Three Rings

Evil Designz 2: Shockers and the Three Rings

Jenny had a lot of ideas for new devices: a ball-crushing device, an improvement of the Terrible Sound, and a spiked cock cage. But, for her second exhibition for her femdom friends, she chose a few simple devices, as a stopgap while she designed things which were technically more complex. She had two sets of items: handheld electrical shockers, and metal rings which could be tightened on an erect penis.

Jenny invited the five same dommes. She hoped that when word got around that more dommes might come to her displays. But, for now, these five would be enough.

Matt was already chained up before the five women arrived. His hands were manacled together, and chains led to a metal ring recently installed in a beam which ran across the ceiling. He was, of course, entirely nude, unless you counted the bright red plastic gag in his mouth. He was fully erect, the gift of Viagra. Matt was really looking forward to a promised orgasm, as he had not been allowed to cum since the previous exhibition, although he had been subjected to constant teasing and edging by Jenny. His testicles were swollen with sperm.

His legs were spread wide by – what else – a leg-spreader attached to his ankles. His legs were spread so widely that his thighs had begun to ache. But such a wide stance, Jenny had explained, so that her guests would have access to his body. They were going to take a more active part this time.

Drinks and snacks had been set out for the women. They were all early, wanting to get on with the show. When they were all seated Jenny began.

“Thank you for coming.” Jenny said. “Today I have two minor devices to show you. They will soon be available on my website, or you can purchase them from me today. The first is a handheld shocker.”

Jenny handed out five shockers, one for each of her guests. Each shocker had a round handle, about six inches long. At the top of the handle, within easy reach of a thumb, there was a big, red button. There was also a dial with the numbers 1 to 10. Coming out of the top of the handle, about six inches long, was what looked like a thin glass rod, rounded at the end.

“This shocker has been designed using new battery technology.” Jenny continued. “This allows the shocks to be more powerful than those in other handheld devices, such as most violet wands. But I can assure you that, because of low amperage, they are totally safe, although the chest area should be avoided, of course, if your slave has a weak heart. And I wouldn’t use these on anybody with a pacemaker.”

There were a few laughs from the women.

“The extension is not glass, but a form of conductive material like Lucite. It is, however, a lot tougher, and designed to conduct shocks all along the rod, with little loss of voltage. If you women leave the control on setting 1, touch the clear rod, and press the button, you will see what the shocks are like on the lowest setting.”

The women did as instructed. There was a lot of swearing from the five women, and a new-found respect for the shockers. Most of the women had used violet wands on submissives, and they knew about electricity. But, even on setting 1, these were more powerful than most violet wands.

“Like I said, the clear rod is not glass, but a highly conductive polymerised resin. It does not break, so don’t worry about whether they might be damaged inserting the rod into some slave’s orifice. They won’t. Now, if you would like to put them to the test, Matt has volunteered to be a guinea pig for you. Please enjoy, as he won’t.”

There were brief discussions among the five dominant women. They had not liked the shock they had been invited to give themselves, and they intended to take it out on Matt. Jenny saw each of the five women turn the shockers up to 10. She had expected something like that.

“Do you have any conductive gel?” Mistress Kruel asked. She was a big, black woman, and she had a reputation as a real sadist, especially as far as skinny white slaves were concerned. “Remember, ladies, the inside of his cock is mine.”

Jenny handed over the gel. She had expected such a request. These women wanted to see Matt suffer. But her husband was up for it, as he had been promised an orgasm, and Matt’s orgasms were getting a lot rarer under Jenny’s control. In fact Jenny had decided that there were now three conditions for all of Matt’s orgasms. The first was that he would only orgasm while suffering a certain amount of pain. She wanted him to, eventually, be aroused by the prospect of torture. The second condition was that he would have to swallow all of his own cum. The times of Jenny swallowing his hot white cum were long over. And the third condition was that Matt would only cum during one of these soirees, with other dommes present and watching Matt’s humiliation and torture. But Jenny had not yet told Matt this yet. Maybe he would work it out for himself.

There was one other thing – as Jenny only had these meetings when she had designed a new toy, Matt’s orgasms would now become few and far between. He was destined to live a life of teasing and orgasm denial.

The five women surrounded Matt as he hung there, arms above his head. Four, including Mistress Kruel, were to the front of Matt. One, by the name of Lady Divine, a goth with black hair and black lipstick, was behind him. Lady Divine worked the clear rod of a shocker up Matt’s anus, until his asshole was almost touching the grip. The clear rod was thin, so it caused Matt little discomfort at the moment. That, of course, would soon change, once the big red button was pressed…

Mistress Kruel had slathered the conductive gel onto the clear rod of the shocker which she held. She worked the rod into Matt’s urethra, back and forth until it was buried as far as it would go. Matt moaned about his red plastic gag. The rod was uncomfortable. He didn’t like sounds. But what he liked and disliked was immaterial. He didn’t get a say in his torment.

“Ready?” Mistress Kruel asked. “I think five seconds, to begin with.”

“Ready.” Lady Divine said, a finger hovering above the big red button.

“Go!”

Those five seconds were the most painful five seconds of Matt’s life, worse than when he had smashed his elbow, ten years old, when he had come off his bike onto hard tarmac. The electricity coursed between his anus and his penis. He shook in the chains, and he would have fallen to the floor if he had not been chained to that bolt in the ceiling. It was good that Jenny lived in an old house, with beams in the ceiling of a living room, as Matt might have brought down the ceiling of a more modern place.

“One.” Lady Kruel counted, with glee on her face, her eyes shining brightly. She really was a sadist. She like nothing better than to torture a cock – especially an erect one of a decent size. She had no time for micro-cocks.

“Two.” The other three dommes watched Matt in pain. The three were called – or nicknamed – Satanica, Goddess Lovi, and Mistress Mean. They were all professional dommes, apart from Satanica, who was a lifestyle domme, independently wealthy, and with lots of free time to indulge her sadistic desires.

“Three.” The electricity continued to course through Matt, as he shook in agony. These five seconds felt like a decade to Matt. But Mistress Kruel was counting very slowly. She was Kruel by name and cruel by nature.

“Four.” Matt was getting this torture for free. Had he gone to visit any of the four professional dommes he would have had to pay hundreds of pounds to have been tortured in such a manner. But he did not seem to appreciate that fact.

“Five.” Jenny watched. She enjoyed watching her husband in pain. She knew that she would be turned on by this session. And later, after the other five women had gone, she would have Matt give cunnilingus to her for hours on end, with Matt’s cock safely locked up in a plastic penile cage.

The volts ended. Fingers no longer pressed down on big red buttons. Matt almost hyperventilated, breathing quickly in and out through his nose. But his torment had not ended, not by a long way. It had only just begun.

A free for all began, with all five women using short burst with the shockers, on full, on Matt’s body. Mistress Kruel and Lady Divine kept their shockers inserted in Matt, while the other three concentrated on his testicles and the outside of his cock. The buttons were only pressed for a second or so, but it was impossible for Matt to escape the volts coursing through his sensitive areas. It felt, to him, as though his balls were being fried, with a rod held to each testicle. And his cock was in even more pain, if that was possible. The domme working the outside of his cock moved the clear rod up and down the outside of Matt’s shaft, but liked to concentrate on the glans, the most sensitive area.

You could not see the electricity from the two shockers buried inside Matt. But you could from the three on the outside. You could see the sparks when the red buttons were held down. It was delightful to actually see those shocks hitting the balls of the victim.

Jenny let the torture go on for some time, longer than she had originally intended. But she had something else to show the ladies present, and she needed a conscious Matt for that. Jenny called an end to this particular torture. But Mistress Kruel had to be almost pulled away from Matt. When she knew that her fun was about to come to an end, rather than giving short shocks down the length of the inside of Matt’s tormented cock, she held down the button for as long as she could, until she had to finally remove the shocker from Matt.

“Thank you, ladies.” Jenny said. She decided that she would have to watch Mistress Kruel in the future. She was, without doubt, the most sadistic of her guests. “We will have a short break to allow Matt to recover. After all, we want him to be able to appreciate every iota of his suffering.”

Matt groaned. He wondered whether any permanent damage had been done (it had not). His cock, though, was still erect. It was only part due to the Viagra, though. The fact was that Matt was a masochist, and part of him needed submission and pain.

Snacks were eaten, and drinks were drunk, and Jenny produced her simple new toys: three metal rings. She held up one of the rings so that the ladies could see it. It was a thin ring, large enough to slip over an erect cock. There was some sort of screw device on the outer side of the ring.

“As you can see, this is a simple metal ring.” Jenny explained. “This ring can restrict the flesh of a cock in the most painful manner. Well, I would imagine that it will be painful, as these have not yet been tested on Matt. Today will be the acid test. The screw causes part of the metal to slide inside the ring, making the area inside much smaller.”

Jenny demonstrated by turning the screw. The area of the metal ring slowly shrank, from big enough to slip over an erect cock to know wider than the width of a little finger.

“I will now fit three of these rings to our willing victim.”

Jenny slid the first metal ring over Matt’s cock. She slid it down to near the base of his cock, very close to where his cock came out of his groin. She tightened it a little, so that it bit in a bit, and would not slide. Matt groaned.

Jenny fitted another torture ring over his cock. That second ring went halfway up his shaft. Again it was tightened a little, so that it would not move. Matt groaned again.

The last went on his glans. That was tightened down, cutting into the cockhead.

“Now I will tighten these rings.” Jenny said. “Once I have done so, it should be impossible for any spunk to leak out of the cock if the slave is brought to an orgasm. I will prove that by bringing the slave to an orgasm, by massaging his prostate. Such an orgasm will be very painful, with the spunk trapped inside Matt’s body, and the cock trying to expand to its full, but unable to do so. However, it may be hard for Matt to get off. So, if one of your ladies would like to assist me by sucking on the end of his cock while I massage his prostate…”

“I’ll do that.” Lady Divine said. “The idea of sucking a cock to bring such pain sounds delightful.”

Jenny then carried on turning the screws on the rings, as much as she could. The one at the base of the cock would not go too small, but the others really cut into Matt’s cock, the flesh bulging out around the metal collar. The one digging into the glans was particularly cruel. But, pressing down where it did, it did cause the “Jap’s eye” of the urethra to flare open. The flesh of the cock began to darken, quickly going a deep purple colour, with the blood trapped inside Matt’s cock.

“We can’t leave these on for too long, or we risk necrosis.” Jenny said, as she put a latex glove on her right hand. “So, Lady Divine, if you would care to begin?”

“With pleasure.” Lady Divine knelt at Matt’s feet. The idea of a beautiful dominatrix sitting at his feet, about to give him head, would have been highly arousing for Matt, if the three rings were not so painfully digging into his cock.

A finger penetrated his anus, and sought out his prostate, as Lady Divine fixed her black lipstick lips around Matt’s glans, her lips touching the metal ring. She concentrated on swirling her tongue around the part of the glans her side of the torture ring, flicking the tip of her tongue into his opened urethra.

Perhaps luckily for the long-term survival of Matt’s cock it only took a couple of minutes of head, and having his prostate skilfully massaged, for Matt to cum. He screamed into his red plastic gag as his cum was trapped inside his body, and his cock orgasmed while trapped by the metal rings. It felt as though his cock was being turned inside out. He fainted.

Matt came around when Jenny slapped his face. She undead the three rings, while Lady Divine held a glass under Matt’s now wilting cock. The three torture rings were removed. Each one had left a little red line where the edge of the ring had bit into the skin. A little blood seeped out of the lines on Matt’s glans.

Cum slowly dribbled out of Matt’s cock. Jenny helped it along by massaging Matt’s cock. There was a lot of cum, as it has been weeks since his orgasm at the first display. When Lady Divine was sure no more was coming out she held up the glass. The gag was removed, and Matt was forced to drink his own cum, even having to lick the inside of the glass clean. And thus ended the session. But Jenny sold all of the devices featured. It had been a success.

She hoped to have more devices ready in another few weeks…

The End