Coffee Shop (Part 3)

As she said the word punish, she glanced down at my scrotum quickly and smiled. I got the idea as I was still in pain from her slap.

She then removed all of her clothes. I could not believe how beautiful she was.

"Step one. You must learn that you are indeed under my control. Here I will teach you this lesson: to be completely submissive."

From under the bed, came a small black bag. She opened it and pulled out electrical wires and a small black box. I was horrified to see it slowly spread out before me on the bed. She hummed to herself quietly as she assembled everything neatly in a row.

"I am going to electrically shock you. Its not dangerous, so don't worry, its actually very little current that can't even burn you. It will allow me to cause you exceptional pain without damaging you. As long as you obey me of course."

I started to speak again to say something. She did not even look up as she quickly slapped my testicles with her hand and said, "No talking." The pain taught me to keep my mouth shut. All she talked about was pain, where was the pleasure I had longed for? My penis was fully erect, so much so that it hurt a bit and I could see it pulsing with my heartbeat.

She looked at me with a questioning glance. "Now, where shall I shock you?" I was scared to answer and she continued with a fun girlish smile, "come on now, guess!"

"My ankle?"

"No."

"My wrist?"

"No."

"I don't know then, where."

"Right here," she said as she touched my testicles with 2 fingers of her right hand stretched out like talons.

She attached small aligator clips to either side of my scrotum. Each clip had small cotton balls that were very wet attached to them. She then hooked the wires to the clips and into the small black box that she plugged into a wall. Seeing my curiousity about the device, she said, "Oh this. Yeah, I bought it at Radio Shack. Its a transformer with a reostat built in. Much cheaper than the ones they sell at the sex shops."

She then put a ball gag in my mouth (I complied by opening my mouth right away) and climbed on top of me, straddling my stomach and looking down at me. She then spoke.

"I am going to shock you now while I hold your face with both of my hands. I am going to get very close to your face to look into your eyes. Do not shut your eyes or I will double the current. Stare into my eyes. I will remove the ball gag if you are not screaming to make it easier for you to breath, and easier for me to ask you questions. Answer my questions immediately or I will turn up the juice," she finished with a wry smile. This was not what I bargained for.

She reached down and turned on the device. A pain like that I have never felt coursed thru my scrotum and testicles. It felt very localized at first, like a hot burning and pinching feeling, but quickly spread into my gut. I slammed my eyes shut and winced, while screaming into the bag gag.

I felt her hands on either side of my face and she pressed down on me hard. She calmly told me to open my eyes. I barely heard her. I struggled to open them, but I could not. The pain then got worse which I did not think was possible. I thought she was burning me with a flame. The increased pain was very difficult to take, but I somehow opened by eyes and saw her face inches from mine. She had a relaxed expression, not smiling, but with a pleasant content look.

"Good," she said as she turned down the juice. To be honest, I really did not feel the pain decrease that much. The surging feeling in my groin did decrease a bit, but the pain was very difficult to take. My scream had turned into a grunt with each short breath, and she removed the ball gag from my mouth.

"Now, look into my eyes, and know that I am causing you this pain. There is nothing that you can do to stop it. Nothing at all. I want you to learn this. You have no control here."

Strangely, she looked more beautiful then I remembered. She continued to hold my face while staring at me. Her weight on my body made it a slight struggle to breath, and the pain in my testicles continued. What seemed like hours (that was probably 10 minutes) she stared at me. I could feel her soft breath on me. The pain seemed to decrease quite a bit and I started to relax. Just as suddenly as it started, she turned off the device and sat more upright. Looking at her sitting on me, so beautiful, actually was overwelming me emotionally. She had beautiful small upturned breasts, the kind which are a great size but do not have much a crease at the bottom. Waiting for a minute or so, she then looked down at me and said.

"Who owns you?"

I thought for a second and knew what she wanted me to say. Before I could answer she said, "You answered too slowly," and she turned the power back on and resumed staring at me. The pain was intense again as I guess I got used to it. I started saying, "You do" over and over again, but to no avail, the pain continued as she smiled down at me.

Again, after several minutes of pain, she turned the device off and asked me, "Who owes you?"

I answered immediately, "You do Jen. You own me."

"Who owns your testicles?"

"You do Jen, you own my balls."

"If something is mine, can I do with it what I will?"

"Yes."

"Good, then I can do whatever I want to those balls between your legs that I own. I am going to take a shower, rest here and I will be back soon for your second lesson."

I lied back on the bed exhausted, thankful that, that was over, and waiting for whatever was next.