The boy had taken the electro-torture really well. Well, for him, of course meaning terribly—but the girls sure had had a fun time! As with the whips and wax earlier, it was evident that he was a real wimp about pain. Too bad for him. And too good for them!
They had used both the electric flyswatters and the violet wands on him. His reactions to their attentions had been really precious: the spasms, the twitches, the hopeless attempts to avoid the girls' shockers as they'd greedily covered his genitals with their buzzing, crackling kisses. And of course all his adorable noises. The poor hottie just could not keep from begging! Even when it should have been obvious that those only further encouraged his tormentors.
Steph had repositioned herself to sit on the boy's face, her own toward the rest of him. She'd removed her underwear to feel his hot skin against her bare pussy. Her clit and labia pressed against the bridge of his nose, she was brought to the gates of heaven by his head's shaking and the vibrations from his noises. It was only too bad the rest of his beautiful face was covered by her miniskirt. At least there was the rest of him to look at.
She was back on nipple duty, playing with the other one with her hand and the other with a violet wand, alternating the two between each nipple. Tess and Sarah worked on the cock, the former masturbating it while the latter switched back and forth between using a violet wand and a modified electric flyswatter to shock the tip. Sarah focused especially on the slit area. That was a particularly sensitive part of the penis, and his reactions sure did prove that. She grinned like a demoness at his muffled squeals from underneath Steph's skirts.
The electricity from the two devices were of slightly different nature. The wand offered a more steady current whereas the swatter provided a sharp blow-like zap. The latter had been modified by removing the grid part so as to leave the handle with two thin electrodes at the end, making it more of a prod or a taser. A perfect little toy for cock torture!
Alessa then joined them, using a wand on the boy's balls and anus. Seemed to add to the totality nicely, judging by the rising note in his whimpers. They carried on like this for some time, savoring his delicious agony, with Dabbie standing over to the side, observing their work with a satisfied little smile in the corner of her mouth. It was the woman's favorite sight, Steph knew: a beautiful, unwilling young boy, stripped naked and tied up helpless, sexually tortured by a group of eager sadistas.
Finally Tess got the whole cock for herself and, with a circling motion around the glans, forced their victim to the threshold of another climax, while Alessa kept attention on his balls. His reactions was on par with the previous forced orgasm, with the shaking and the noises, and Tess was all pearly-toothed grins as she exercised her dominion over the most intimate aspect of his body. His body was hers. His cock was hers. His orgasm was hers. To do with as she pleased. All this shone starkly in her eyes as they drank in the spectacle of his hopeless struggling. The expression on her face that of a cruel empress torturing her subject.
And so he came. And Tess kept on stroking. Her fingers twisted mercilessly around the head as she wholeheartedly enjoyed her supreme power over his body and soul. Steph was certainly enjoying the ride as well, rocking her soaking pussy against his face while tugging on his nipples. She even allowed herself a small orgasm from the boy's writhing underneath her, but was still saving the best for later. With the reverberations from his noises, his face was the best fucking vibrator she'd ever used!
After some more twisting, Tess switched to using her fingertips, then the nails of both hand, raking them up and down the head. Soon Sarah joined her. They worked on the cockhead with their fingers and their nails for some time, then picked up the shockers again. With aid from Alessa, they spent another fifteen minutes or so electrocuting the sensitive glans.
Debbie then brought the electric sounding machine, applying oil on the probe. The smiling younger women gave her room as she came over. She turned on the dial and there was a soothing hum from the main unit. She then grabbed the cock and touched the probe on the slit, moving it up and down along its length without sticking it in. Electricity buzzed. The boy reacted appropriately. Then, with a small smile, she sank the buzzing probe in his urethra. He went rigid, a low sound of shock starting from his chest and adopting squealish quality as it reached his throat. Debbie turned up the dial, started to slowly fuck him with the probe. He trashed and moaned, and he begged. With Debbie's prompting the other girls joined in with their shockers.
It was such fun! The cool basement room filled with the sounds of the proceedings: the buzz and crackle of electricity, the creaking of the table and the leather restraints with the boy's futile struggles, the noises of helpless distress from him and of aroused merriment from the girls. Tess held the shaft of the cock with one hand and used a wand on its head with the other. Debbie kept fucking with the sound, turning the dial up every now and then. Sarah held her wand on the cock, with his other nipple pinched between the nails of her left hand. Steph played with the other nipple while using the wand likewise on the cock, switching every now and then to shock the nipple. Alessa had the modified flyswatter in one hand and a violet wand in the other. She used them alternatively on his balls, his anus, and (of course) his cock.
You could say that the boy was being very thoroughly stimulated!
The women took their time exploring all around his sensitive parts, his entire cock electrified. It being so nice and big, there was plenty of room for all, even during those moments when all shockers were focused on the glans. Shocked from within and without! The arousal effect of the drug, Debbie had explained, made it all the worse for him. Making it a sexual experience in a way - the most awful way, that was! Explained partly how intense torture often made guys cum. (It wasn't for pleasure, that was for sure!) Tortured to an orgasm, what a terrible experience - or wonderful, depended from which end you were looking at it!
In any case, despite the intense stimulation, the boy did not cum. And after the ladies had had their fill of this particular entertainment, they decided to take a little break. Once Steph somewhat reluctantly rose off the boy, she found the top part of his face soaked with her pussy juice. Although she wondered if there weren't tears mixed in as well.
The younger women stepped outside to share a joint, while Debbie stayed behind to ride the boy out of his virginity.
Outside air was cool and refreshing. The girls passed the joint around mostly in silence, with just a few comments on what a lovely time they'd had do far, how smoking hot their victim was and how pleasing his performance had been. And how glad they were there was still more ahead!
The weed was the sort of strain that got Steph really horny, and made her tingle all over. And by the time they returned to the basement, they were refreshed and eager to take the torture session to another level.
Debbie was just having an orgasm on the boy as they entered, and it likely wasn't the first one. She rode him vigorously but also lovingly in some perverted sense. Like a mother raping her first born son. She used a riding crop to swat him, red stripes on his chest, belly, arms, and thighs. She had attached clamps on his nipples and they were joined by a chain. She held the chain in one hand like reins, the nipples stretched out. The boy did not seem to enjoy the ride quite as much as she did. Debbie's underwear were placed over his face, and under them it seemed as though he was holding back cry. So cute!
The now pleasantly high girls gathered around their victim — taunting the boy, with their teasing hands all over his defenseless muscular body — while Debbie finished raping him. They let him know for the first time, verbally, how much they were enjoying playing with him, how beautiful he was and how exciting his pain and discomfort were, and how they were far from done with him. He had himself to blame. He just shouldn't have been so gorgeous, and he definitely shouldn't have gone playing with strangers online!
Maybe it was this that brought Debbie to another orgasm. In any case, it seemed to be a very good one!
When the lady was done, she rose off the boy's cock. It was slick with her juices.
He was a virgin no more.
"So," Debbie said, sitting onto his thighs, idly stroking the wet cock. "Anyone else want a go?"
The girls shared a look, and then the shyly grinning Tess raised her hand.
Debbie smiled. "Excellent!"
Biting her lip, Tess removed her leather leggings and panties and positioned the latter on the boy's face, as Debbie took hers back. Then, inheriting Debbie's crop, she climbed on him. A truly blissful expression came onto her face as her wet pussy devoured his thick, long cock. She started to rock back and forth. "Oh my God!" she moaned. The nails of her left hand biting into his peck.
It was fun watching Tess ride him, turning wilder as she went, swatting with the crop to accentuate her moans, his whimpers providing the background. And it was even more fun to participate! The girls did their best to increase the boy's distress: with pinches and whips, raking their nails on him, playing with the nipple clamps, squeezing his balls. And then they took the shockers. Exploring all over his naked, vulnerable flesh.
"Careful so you don't hit me!" Tess cried as Alessa went for his balls and anus with the modified swatter.
And once Tess came, the others took their turns on him. Everyone having a grand old time. Well, except maybe for the life of the party himself.
Last to go was Steph. She was practically shivering with lust by then! She put her panties on the boy's face as the others had, climbing onto him. She grabbed the cock and rubbed the large head against her wetness. Her legs shook from the anticipation. Then she sank it in, her mouth coming open spontaneously. She felt herself getting filled, waves of pleasure swirling and surging all over her. Feeling his big tortured cock inside her, she almost came right away.
She held back and started riding. Leaning backwards, sinking her nails into his muscular thighs. Sarah and Tess removed the clamps and started using riding crops on his nipples. That was the last thing Steph registered before closing her eyes, and the world went away. Leaving only ecstatic pleasure.
She had no idea how much time passed before a furious orgasm shook her body. Everything went white in her eyes for a few minutes. Shaking from head to toe, she kept rocking herself on the nice hunk of meat as wave after wave of convulsing bliss engulfed her. When she opened her eyes, Tess and Sarah were grinning at her, while still landing bullseye swats on the boy's reddened nipples.
"Welcome back," Sarah said.
"Thank you," Steph uttered through a dreamy smile.
As she then rose off his cock, Steph realized she was no less horny. It was both disappointing and relieving. Perhaps emphasis the latter, as she did not want this good time to end. Nor would it.
Looking at the handsome young man they had just taken turns raping, she felt an overwhelming desire to cause him even more anguish. To make him whimper and writhe. She wanted to make him suffer!
With a mean grin, she sat back onto his thighs and started to work his cock with both hands, trying her best to emulate Debbie's earlier vigor. To her pleasure, the boy went rigid again. His cock must have been so sore by now! The grinning Tess and Sarah started to flick and pinch his nipples.
While the girls had fucked him, the boy had not cum once. But in Steph's handling it was soon evident that another orgasm was forthcoming. It was also evident that he was not happy about this. And that was precisely how Steph wanted it. She kept a merciless rhythm. As his shaking and breathing then intensified with the nearing edge, she focused the twirling motion on the glans. It was so sexy to feel the head swell in her tight grip as he was about to cross over. Tess and Sarah were pinching his nipples aggressively. He whimpered.
And he came. And he came hard. It made his strain against his unforgiving restraints as intensely as torture had. Well, this was just another kind of torture, after all. The best kind, in Steph's opinion. She kept unremitting attention on the cock, twisting vigorously. She was loving the feeling of his swollen flesh in her hand, loving his twitches and shaking, loving his muffled begging and whimpering, loving the sight of his struggling, of his sexy flexed abs which Tess and Sarah idly fingered while working his nipples... She was loving it!
He, not so much. And, glancing up, it didn't seem her going to get any break, either. Debbie was already lighting the beeswax candles.
Steph kept the post-orgasm torture going a while longer, using different approaches in keeping attention on the hypersensitive cockhead. And when she finally stopped, she then grabbed the candle handed by Debbie.
Raising it over his penis.
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After a few coats of beeswax (burning much hotter than regular candles), removed with sandpaper, the boy's ever-hard cock was angry red, abraded in many parts. Wickedly grinning Sarah was toying with it with the tips of her nails. Dancing them up and down and around the head. And as expected, eventually Tess joined the girl.
Meanwhile, Debbie was setting up the electro-shock machine, her own design. It was one evil piece of boy-torture equipment! The device had various parts for different aspects of the male anatomy. The sounding unit, a long metal rod, of course went in the urethra. Then there was the metallic, dildo-shaped probe for the anus. There were large clamps for the testes and smaller ones for the nipples. And in addition to these, several long metal thingies with plastic handles - electrodes, Steph supposed. The way it worked was when one of the thingies was touched on something all parts fired up at once. The thingies, of course, were used on the various sensitive areas of his body. The whole thing made for one electrified experience!
Once it was all set up, Debbie flicked a switch and the main unit started to hum and buzz ominously. The sound brought smiles on the women's lips, just as it seemed to agitate their lovely victim.
She then brought it closer, and started to set the boy up. The dildo in his ass. Clamps on his balls and on his nipples. And the sound down the length of his urethra. He did not seem to enjoy being set up this way. He would hate it when they started!
When everything else was ready, the women picked one electrode-thingy each, settling around the table. They watched him for a while, letting the anticipation build. The shared looks. It was almost as if everyone was too shy to be the first.
With a shrug, Sarah then went ahead. She touched the tip of her electrode on, no surprises there, his cock. As the metal touched on the lower end of the shaft, everything buzzed louder. With a muffled squeal, the boy jolted. Shock hitting several sensitive areas at once. Sarah grinned. Following her example, Debbie likewise touched the shaft. Same effect. Then Alessa. Then Steph. The boy whimpered. He started to shiver.
The women traded mean smiles.
And then they all went at once. Poking at the cock with the electrodes, as he squealed in his hoarse voice and struggled involuntarily. The started with the shaft, slowly, touch by touch, moving up until they reached the head. Then all five electrodes circled the glans. The cock twitching and swelling against the pain.
They paused, savoring the sight of him. Panting, shaking. Moaning as if about to cry.
Debbie turned the dial to increase voltage.
Then they continued.
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The boy came twice with the electricity! First time had been during the regular round. They haven't even noticed anything from all his struggling and whimpering and crying, until they'd pulled out the sound and seen the semen. The second orgasm had been after they had stuck some needles into his nipples and into the cockhead and then continued with the electricity. Touching the needles with the electrodes in order to lead the current into his flesh. This second climax had been incredibly intense. Impossible to miss. The inversion of ecstatic pleasure. A pure paingasm!
He was pretty much all spent, doused in sweat, shaking and sobbing quietly. The bleeding had more or less stopped after the removal of the last needle, the ointment they rubbed on him having done its job. His penis smelled of alcohol after it. Steph stared at the lovely abused sex organ, while she absently played with one of the needles still piercing his nipples. The cock was sight to behold. Bruises. Welts. Burns from electricity and beeswax. Bleeding. And still hard as a rock!
And there was still the finale.
On the table behind her, the irons were heating. The soldering irons. The hair straightener. A smell of burning dust in the air.
Soon it would be the smell of something else burning!
Steph caught the head of the cock in between her fingertips. The boy spasmed against his binds with a whimper.
There was some more life left in him.
She grinned.
THE END
