More Hand Cranked Electrosex
I wish I knew the origins of this electrosex drawing:

I wish I knew the origins of this electrosex drawing:

I had to service Anne-Marie orally for what seemed like forever while I was stimulated by her husband with a violet wand. I was dressed in a total enclosure black catsuit for the scene but the sparks from the wand easily penetrated the thin rubber as he played the electrodes over nipples and genitals. The suit has anal and vaginal sheaths as well and he used one of the wands probes as an excrutiatingly pleasurable dildo on me.
That was followed by a long luxurious whipping by Sir which is always a delight. But in this case, as I was tied over a spanking bench for the whipping, I was also available for Anne-Marie to take her revenge with her rubber gloved fist in my just recently stimulated orifice. It was amazing but left me utterly out of control of myself. An hour of total encapsulation, still hooded and re-gagged but now in my vacuum bed and quivering from both physical and psychological pleasure and pain was just what I needed.
Source:
http://latexlifestyle.blogspot.com/2008/01/holidays-at-home-with-family-and.html
I went to a special fetish party at the end of December called an “Extreme Players Party”. This was closed to the general public, even the fetish wearing kind, which means that a lot of crazy stuff went on.
I decided to go dressed as a submissive so I went all out in latex with a hood, gloves, collar, corset, pants and more. I ran into almost everyone I know and it was a very good time.
I also got to fool around with an electrical probe known as a “violet wand” which is a tool that sends electrical current to a microscopic part of your skin where it touches and you get a hard shock, it feels like a cigarette burn without any aftermarks or bruising. I got it on my nipples — lol, that sorta stung.
In another first, I played with a couple of TENS units with a fabulous couple. Such an interesting feeling not being able to control your muscle contractions as normal. I have never squealed or squeaked during a scene, but this elicited the loudest unbidden squeaks and squeals I’ve ever done. Wow.
There is so much more that can be done, than what I felt comfortable with on this first introductory session. So many new sensations. An undulating of the muscle fibers contracting, depending on how they were placed.
Unfortunately there was a couple of them that had me saying “that’s a bad feeling.” It might’ve been the intensity at which they’d increased the pads before moving them, but those felt mostly like I was being deeply scraped or cut. Though, of course, I don’t have any marks. Just tired muscles from their extended electro-stimulated workout. Perhaps the cutting feeling resulted, as in playing with a violet wand, perhaps the smaller surface area – and maybe the decreased pad lubrication and therefore conductivity wearing out, increasing the intensity of the feeling. Hmm.
After a short amount of time watching the other players and participants in the scenes Mistress decided she wanted to get out the Violet Wand. This is an antique “medical” device that works with electricity and makes things just fun!
Mistress started with the wand on low but I couldn’t really feel much of the sensation at the time. She turned it up higher and started running her hands through my hair and down my back sending little electrical jolts through my body.
I can remember sitting there with my eyes closed, feeling the intensity of the electricity coursing through my body and hearing the moans of the other submissives and slaves. The falls of the floggers and canes echoing throughout the room only added to my arousal. It gets fuzzy here because I remember closing my eyes and letting the sensation of being played with take over my senses, but I don’t remember any of the other people playing with me or even noticing their energies in my area.
My head was in total subspace, relaxed, aroused and totally pampered. It seemed like only seconds had gone by when Mistress took my blankie from someone and draped it around my shoulders.
I don’t remember who was there when I started coming up and started to be myself again but I do remember sunshine looking at the wand nervously but with obvious interest because its her turn now!
Mistress sat sunshine down with her legs spread around the back of the chair. Sunshine looked a little apprehensive and excited. I made sure to be there waiting for my chance to play with the visual representation of the electricity that we had been feeling all night.
The wand was started and Mistress began running her hands up and down sunshine’s back, arms, and sides. The look on her face was priceless, somewhere between ecstasy and desire. Her body began to react to the pleasure of the wand and the implements that Mistress was using.
After a few moments of watching, Pesh was invited to play with sunshine and the wand. The look on her face changed to adoration and respect and I was glad to see that she was enjoying herself. He took one of his knives and ran it across her skin, making her writhe and moan a little.
A few moments of this passed while Mistress and I were watching. Sunshine looked happy and content and when Pesh moved to take his leave we started to play with her again.
I crouched down in front of sunshine and began to lightly stroke her thighs. Her dress was short enough that she had to pull it down to avoid flashing anyone who was looking and my fingers were happily running along her inner thighs and up and down her legs. Flushed, her face looked even more erotic than before and the next time that I ran my fingers up her thigh she gently took my hand and moved it to the little crease of skin between her pussy and her upper thigh.
I played there for a moment and then took the plunge. I ever so gently scrapped my fingertip across her clit and found her wet enough that the moisture from her was seeping up through her mesh panties. I could tell that she was intensely hot and horny.
I enjoyed playing on her clit with the electricity coursing through my fingers. The feeling of power that I had over her was amazing. I felt like I was holding her orgasm in the palm of my hand… and maybe I was.
All too quickly, though, it was over. The wand, being almost 70ish years old doesn’t take too long to overheat and shut down.
Here, from Cunt Shocked by way of Bondage Blog, is an excellent bit of anime fantasy featuring a cruel captor, a hand cranked shock generator, and a helpless toon-girl:

This is, I think, a scene from one of the Ilsa, She-Wolf Of The SS movies:

Yesterday, Sunday, we went off to London to the LAM or London Alternative Market, in Clapham. Which was very informative and interesting and Master bought a lovely heavy flogger made by Jack’s Floggers…which i can vouch is excellent and a new cane from him too, which i can also vouch for the ‘ouch’.This cane would account for the current aching in the ass i am sitting on. Very sharp, swishy and nice!
We tried out the elctro stim and violet wands which i have to say didn’t do a huge amount for me. The violet wand was quite nice on my head and felt like tattoo needles peircing my skin, but overall a bit of a non starter for me. I could cope with it but doesn’t turn me on, if you’ll pardon the pun!
Source:
http://boundforduty.blogspot.com/2007/09/aug-6-2007-557-pm.html
Later I got to watch the couple that i talked about earlier play with the violet wand, which was cool. She got very scared, enough so that it was pretty sexy to watch. It also made me want to try out the wand, since I won two of them on eBay recently.
We got to play with it for a while and it was pretty neat. A loves electricity, it turns out. I got zapped a few times by grabbing the toys wrong and it turns out that I don’t like electricity so much.
“Jaw dropping moment! Antiques Roadshow is on…. all of a sudden, conversation stopped… as we both gasped… it’s a violet wand on Antiques Roadshow! Much chat about the historical use etc etc… no mention of bdsm! (lol)… and then the valuation… £75!”
“I saw one on a similar program. Wanker valued it @ £12 and said it was to cure baldness. He actually touched the other persons head with the anal wand, and made a buzz noise.”
Source:
http://www.informedconsent.co.uk/boards/generalbdsm/155286/
The play party was fun but too short. Then again, I feel that all of the play parties are too short. If I could, I’d get beat all night lol.
Master B demonstrated the violet wand for Sub S a bit because I guess she’s never experienced it before. He was kind enough to show me the comb attachment. *melt* That comb attachment was heaven. It was so relaxing to have that thing run over my scalp.”
On the night of the true “test,†Dante also wanted to FINALLY try out the “stun pen†(“cattle prodâ€).
I pulled off my jammies and lay face down on the bed as Dante sat back in a semi-easy chair.
The first few tests swipes of the paddle were not very hard, but they left a solid impression. He opted to warm me up with other toys first so that I could more fully “appreciate†all the paddle had to offer. Although I was nervous about the cattle prod, Dante’s nervousness made mine pale in comparison. He was terrified… not so much of shocking me, but of being shocked in the process. His terror made me giggle hysterically and this broke the ice considerably for both of us.
It had been a long, long time… far too long. But the longer he took on the warm-up and the more he teased and joked about the stun pen, the funnier everything was and soon we were both laughing uproariously, despite the rapidly building fire in my ass and thighs. And then it happened… out of nowhere, like a lightning bolt straight from the sky, I was zapped.
I felt like I’d been stung by the biggest, meanest bee in the world… but then the sensations changed and I felt warmth, glowing intensity. I still can’t find the words to adequately or even accurately describe the sensations, but it was AWESOME!!!!! He shocked my hip at first, then my ass, then my back, my legs, my shoulders, my arms. He kept alternating shocks with spanks and then that paddle came back into play.
Source:
http://aspankinggoodtime.blogspot.com/2007/05/swapping-spanking-tales.html