First Touch Of The Violet Wand
it came in the mail. i think perhaps alcaeus bought it for her. we sat on the couch together, alcaeus and i, and put on the disc-shaped glass attachment so we could see the sparks flick purple between the wand and our hands. he said, “look, it doesn’t hurt at all,” because i am afraid of electricity, afraid of it even more than the old riding crop that darlin used on me once, afraid of it much more than blood (because a razor makes sharp, clean, painless cuts, and while i haven’t experienced any particular arousal from the sight of it, it is quite bearable).
he held up the wand and let me try it. on its lowest setting the power arced from flesh to glass and back. it felt like a pleasant buzzing, almost, not any stronger than a door handle shocking you with static electricity, generally much less strong.
Source:
http://hedone.typepad.com/as_pursuit_of_pleasure/2006/08/violent.html