I was nervous just watching her as she grinned at the electrical pads he applied to her inner thighs. Piper was sitting on the spanking bench, legs spread open for Guy New York who knelt in front of her holding the TENS machine in his hands. I’d never seen one in use before and the way it made her writhe was just lovely. I was perched on the couch with a front row view of the delightfully twisted faces she made, part pleasure, part zen, part shock as the electricity coursed through her.
Steve and Daisy had disappeared for a while, fucking in one of the other rooms. I was relieved when they returned, I was worried I had missed my chance to be brave and ask for what I wanted. Daisy’s poor ass was bright red, and Steve was helping her with her collar. I took a deep breath and reminded myself it took only 3 seconds of courage to get the wheels in motion, 1, 2, 3… “Steve, when you’re finished with Daisy would you spank me?”
I don’t recall his response exactly because my heart was pounding so loud in my ears, but I remember it being very kind and enthusiastic. The kind of thing that lets you know you’re in good hands. He moved Daisy and shifted to the centre of the couch and told me precisely what to do. “You’re going to come lay over my knee right here, yep, just like that, be careful with those spikes on your garter though those look mean, good, that’s right.” And there I was, face down across his lap, my feet in the air, my eyes just inches away from Piper’s thighs which were still twitching with electricity.
The spanking made me melt, banished all of the worried little thoughts and replaced them with sharp warm sensations. Steve was full of reassurance, with steadfast hands. Guy was adding extra electrodes on each side of Piper’s clit and she screamed like a song. Daisy reached down and stroked my hair as the spanking progressed from a warm up. My breathing had slowed down, my head was swimming, Steve teased about doing all of his best work “in the crease” as I started to squirm from the burning sensation of being struck so many times in the same spot. He pinched and squeezed and my mind sparked and danced a little in the waves of sensation.
“Let’s do 10 more,” he said.
“Do you want me to count?” I asked
“Yes, of course,” he replied.
“Down from 10 or up from 1?” I turned to look at him.
“Down from 10,” he smiled.
“Should I say the number before of after the spank?” I rested my head back against Daisy’s knee so I could watch Piper writhe a little more.
“After”, he said delivering the first blow.
“Ten,” I replied.
“So detail oriented!” Said Daisy with a giggle, brushing my hair from my face.
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