Empire's Mercy

Anya’s voice echoed clearly: “Initiating the first cycle. Electricity will flow from the ankle electrode, through the pelvis, and into the scalp electrode in rapid pulses. Initial power setting. Duration: forty-five seconds.”

The current struck. During the electrocution, coherent thought dissolved into raw sensation. Sarah’s body arched violently as her bladder and bowels emptied. The humiliation of soiling herself vanished beneath the skyrocketing pain. Urine boiled in her bladder, sending scalding steam burning down her urethra and into the already hot, conductive mess of the diaper. It felt like molten liquid fire pressed directly against her most sensitive tissues. Muffled screams vibrated inside the heavy hoods as all three women convulsed in unison. The chamber filled with the stench of ozone and voided bowels.

The cycle ended. A full minute of agonizing wait began.

In the darkness of her hood, Sarah’s mind slowly returned. My body… it’s ruined. The diaper is a hot, heavy, burning mess against me. Everything down there feels scorched. Fear and denial clawed at her. Please… no more. I can’t do another one.

Elena and Mira suffered similar torment in their private darkness. Lena watched the twitching hooded figures. They must be coming back to themselves… feeling that boiling pain in the diaper. The fear of the next round must be unbearable.

Anya announced the second cycle. “Second cycle. Increased duration and power.”

The electricity hit harder. Pain inside the diapers intensified to blinding levels. Blisters formed rapidly on skin. Steam rose visibly. The current’s violence turned patches of exposed skin red and raw. Joints wrenched violently. Another minute-long pause followed, filled with trembling bodies and mounting dread.