First Impression Of The Violet Wand
Mr. Bill mentioned via email that he had a violet wand. Silly me never asked what that meant. When I flew to Little Rock to meet him, I found out. I was nude except for bikini panties, and tied to his St. Andrews Cross. He pulled a black hard case out from under his bed, and unlatched it’s latches. I watched with interest. He put a heavy black belt on with stuff on it. Then he brought out this attachment. It looked like a large, clear, lightbulb. I became concerned when he plugged it into some powerpack or something on his belt. He smiled at me. I knew I was in for trouble. He turned it on. The filament in the bulb began to glow. Then he touched it to his hand. A long violet colored electric charge snapped against his hand. It was static electricity. I began to worry. I mean, I can walk across a vinyl floor in a grocery store, reach for a can on a shelf, and get shocked. I guess my body is a great conductor for electricity. He smiled at me again as he advanced on me. He held the wand out to one breast. I arched my feet and was standing on my tiptoes ! I whimpered slightly, and turned my eyes away. He laughed and touched my arm instead. It did not feel GOOD ! Then he shocked me on my nipples, thighs, and was heading for my most sensitive spot. I was practically ready to scream out.
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