Tags: gun fucking, e-stim, improper use of electro, reader is not the traveler, visionless reader
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Author’s note: huehuehue dommy mommy :)
You had arrived at your dom’s house earlier this evening, ready for another session but she had stepped out for a while. Clorinde had left a note for you to shower and relax in her room until she got back from running an urgent errand that came up last minute, even leaving out a bottle of vintage wine for you as an apology for being later than anticipated for the session this evening. You couldn’t say it bothered you; your mistress always took care of you during and after your play, and you did enjoy regular time together. Her home was lovely; the top duelist in Fontaine earned quite a lot of Mora and she used it well: comfy furniture, plenty of good novels, and lots of excellent food. After finding the next book in a series you were reading, you snuggled up in the arm chair in her bedroom with a glass of wine beside you and took some time to yourself to unwind before your playtime began.
Surprisingly, you were halfway through the book when you heard the front door open downstairs with the faint tapping of Clorinde’s heels on the marble floor. She stayed downstairs for a few minutes; judging by the sounds to grab herself a quick snack. She was gone longer than you, and most likely she, thought. The quick paced but heavy footed thuds of her feet on the stairs indicated that she was not in a good mood which meant that you may be in for a rough night. The bedroom door opened and the annoyed look on her face melted off partially when she saw you enjoying yourself.
“I see you saw my letter. My apologies for stepping out, and more apologies that my errand ran so late. It’s not often Neuvillette beckons me on a job so suddenly.” She hung her hat and overcoat on a rack behind the door before tossing her boots off to the side. As she stretched she made her way over to you and picked up your glass, taking a few sips before setting the glass down and placing a nearby book mark between the open pages. “I believe it’s time for our session. In memory of my thrilling chase tonight, I’d like to try something new if that would be alright with you.”
With a snap the book closed and you placed it on the table. “Ok… I’m listening.”
The backside of her fingers brushed down your cheek. “I promise no harm will come to you. I’m perfectly trained and well capable to keep you safe but this may cause you some mild panic. I need to know if you trust me.”
You study her facial expression: it was a mix of frustration, worry, and lust. “Of course I do, Clorinde, you don’t have to question that.” Her face relaxed a bit more and her index finger pushed your chin up.
Excitement stirred in your core. “I trust you completely, mistress.”
Clorinde cupped your cheek with her hand and ran her thumb across your skin before slowly pushing it into your mouth. “Suck.” Such a simple command but one that held total power over you. As you sucked on her digit her other hand pulled at the robe belt until it let loose and your bare body was exposed for her to rub and touch. She slipped two more fingers into your mouth while she started to gently rub your clit in slow, tiny circles which caused your legs to snap close so you could grind yourself on her hand for friction. “Oh no. I want to see you. Open yourself up to me.” She commanded in a cool, smooth tone. You did as you were told, not wanting to incur her wrath after whatever had gotten on her bad side today; you spread your legs apart so your cunt is on display for her, and she pulled her fingers from your mouth, replacing it with the hand that was caressing your nethers, and using her freshly lubed hand to start working you open. A small squeak departed your lips while she toyed with you, whispering sweet nothings into your ear until she felt like you were ready.
“I think you’re ready, doll; why don’t you go lay on the bed and get comfortable.”
She swiftly moved the blanket out of the way so your skin would be against the soft, cool, silk sheet that lay beneath. You watched as she unbuttoned her blouse and walked back over to her overcoat before reaching into the pockets. “Promise me you’ll try not to panic too much.” Out came her flintlock pistol; the one she was famously known for using in her duels. Instantly your eyes widened in horror as your legs curled up into you protectively. She sat down on the side of the bed, running a hand on your calf trying to calm you down.
“I can control the power of electro through my vision and into my pistol; which means I can control how much power I put in. I don’t plan on harming you; just adding a bit of… stimulation to mix things up a bit.” Her head tilted to the side. “If you do not want to, we won’t; I won’t make you feel unsafe to satisfy my own selfish desires.”
You knew deep down what she said was true; she’d never put you in a situation you didn’t whole heartedly agree to. But at the same time, she was stressed, and you wanted to be on your best behavior and show her that you’re willing to give to her as well. Your legs extended away from you to show that you were giving in, and Clorinde’s eyes lit up in joy.
“Wonderful! We’ll start out slow, I won't use it on you right away.”
From inside her top nightstand drawer she pulled out a long but thin dildo; the one she usually wore to fuck you in every position possible but this time did not remove her own clothes or even bother with the harness. The purple silicone disappeared into her mouth and you watched her suck and lick on it until it was all shiny and slippery before she turned it on you and pushed it into your pussy. “There we go. Take it,” she cooed, her teeth lightly biting her lower lip as she watched you tense up then relaxed, tense up the relaxed, as she slowly pumped the pleasure rod until it was fully sheathed inside you.
A nagging feeling of fear had you occasionally glance at the gun she had laid across your stomach, sitting there as if it was mocking you in some way, but you refused to give into such a nihilistic thought and let your dom control the situation, enjoying her slow teasing as much as you could until you built up enough courage. “I think I’m ready, mistress.”
Clorinde nodded and gingerly picked up the gun, careful to not make any jolting movements to prevent you from being startled. Still keeping her slow and steady rhythm with the toy she carefully maneuvered the barrel of the gun and placed it a few inches away from your inner wrist. “Tell me if you think this is at a level you can handle. I plan on using this all over your body.” The breath in your lungs tripped on the way out and stayed in your throat as you turned your head away, forcing yourself to keep your hand open as you waited for the blast of electricity to overwhelm you. But right after the click of the pistol, it wasn’t pure pain that overtook you. There was pain, sure, but enough that it was a pleasurable amount that the air forced itself out of your mouth in a moan instead of a shrill screech.
“T-That’s it?” you whimper in amazement of how your arm was still intact.
“That’s it.” Clorinde reassured you, and even demonstrated again. You watched that as soon as the trigger is fully pulled small little purple streaks of electro shoot out of the barrel and into your flesh, but they leave no lasting mark after the red spot faded in a few seconds. “Do you think you can handle this?” The last of your anxiety came out in a big, heaving sigh but you nod your head to confirm her words. “Say it.” She half-teased, half-demanded while playfully pointing the gun into your armpit.
“I can handle it mistress, please play with me!” The adrenaline rushing through your body made you giddy.
She smiled at you, “Good!” before shooting you in the armpit.
Another moan crawled out and dispersed into the air, all the while the silicone cock was lodged deep inside you, already hitting your deepest spots. Slowly but surely, Clorinde moved the gun across your body and she made sure to give your nipples special attention, leaving them red for a while before moving on down your torso, giving more special treatment to your hip bones. Your sticky wetness was now thoroughly coating the sheets under you, and Clorinde watched how it shined against the already shiny fabric. “My my, look how wet you’ve gotten. Color me impressed considering how terrified you were of what I feel may be my new favorite pastime with you.” The gun was slowly pulled away from your skin and plunged into the small pool between your legs, swished around to collect as much as possible before Clorinde brought the barrel to her mouth and began to suck, keeping firm eye contact with you while her tongue slithered in and out of the hole, mimmicking how she tongue fuck you.
Once she cleaned up the mess she pressed the barrel against your quivering clit, moving it slowly in circles, teasing you for what was about to come. “Look at you. Panting like a dog already; how cute.”
Clorinde teased you as she watched your chest rise and fall with each labored breath. You watched her mouth slowly curl into a sickly sweet smile before another click and electro flooded your clit and overwhelmed your senses. Your whole body shook and you instinctively gripped the sheets, knuckles turning white and back arching off the bed. No noise came out this time as a sudden orgasm came crashing down on you. Clorinde let up on the trigger, rubbing your thigh to relax you back down onto the mattress.
Vision already blurry, you didn’t see her once again stick the gun in her mouth to coat it, but you did feel dildo slip out of you and the barrel pushed into you instead. The cold metal was a shock but it felt oh so good. “Mistress!” You hissed as your back arched once again, toes curling and gripping onto the silk beneath.
“Feels good?” She teased at the drool pooling around the corners of your mouth. Her pace was faster this time and the texture of all the different edges of the flintlock was intense with how you were stretched to its shape. “How about you be a good girl and cum on it for me? I want to be able to smell it when I go to work tomorrow.” Her free hand grabbed onto your right breast and teased the sore nipple back to full attention, straining itself against the tender flesh around it which made you squirm. “Go ahead, don’t keep me waiting.”
The gun pressed against your cervix and she twisted it around inside of you to hit a few very delicate spots that nearly turned your vision white; she knew your body too well for you to try to extend how long you could last. Completely at her mercy you felt the flood of fire pool in your insides, but there was no creeping build up as her hand released your nipple and started to prod your clit. Like turning on a machine with a press of a finger you released yourself all over her prized weapon, screaming out for her and all you could focus on was the sound of her quiet chuckling as she drank up the sight of you bending to her will. The speed of the thrusting slowed down as you finally started to relax until she finally removed the gun from your insides, carefully laying it on the nightstand where your juices glistened in the dim lighting of the room.
“How perfect,” she praised you as she crawled up the mattress to lay beside you, “You did wonderfully. I hope you don't mind if I end up deciding to whip this out more often.”
“Please mistress… So… So good…” Your eyes were heavy as you stared into hers, wrapped in her arms to settle down for the evening.
“I think I’d like for you to be here, ready for me more often as well. I like having full access to my play thing right away.”
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