A couple of weeks had gone by since I, coming off a drunken stupor, submitted to my wife Suzie—actually she tricked me into it—and she strapped me to our spanking bench, followed by giving my ass a good paddling. She also learned that the clothespins she put on my nipples made my cock get very hard.

I had my bi-weekly golf game with my best friend Bob, who, with his wife Julie, were the ones who introduced Suzie and me to the world of BDSM. After the game he told me that the party that he and Julie were giving at their home would be the following Saturday. I tried to find out what he had planned for the evening's fun. He had previously told me that it would involve his Sybian but wouldn't divulge anything more. Wanted it to be a surprise to everyone.

That night at dinner Suzie and I speculated about what he had in mind, but, especially since neither of us had any experience with a Sybian, other than just seeing theirs, we came up blank.

"We'll find out soon enough," Suzie said.

"Maybe Julie'll tell you Wednesday when you have lunch."

"I doubt it. If Bob doesn't want the secret out, she won't spill the beans. You know how he is in their relationship. He wields the whip in more ways than one."

"That's for sure," I agreed.

Saturday rolled around and Suzie and I spent much of the day preparing ourselves for the party. We had both been to Bob and Julie's house many times—mostly before we were privy to their BDSM lifestyle—but never with anybody else there. We knew that our new friends Len and Leila would be there but the rest of the guests would probably be strangers to us.

Suzie and I had decided that we should dress up for the party, although provocatively, and with sexy undergarments.

Suzie said, "I've already been naked there, but not in front of strangers. Do you think the other guests will be stripping?"

I answered, "Knowing Bob and Julie as we do, I'd say that they probably will. At least some of them. You've got those great leather bra and panties, but I don't really have anything like that."

"Just wear those sexy bikini briefs you have. I know I get turned on whenever I see you in them."

"Yeh. I guess they'll have to do. If we're going to keep doing this stuff we should go back to the shop in Knoxville and buy some more sexy clothes."

Suzie agreed. "Good idea, Tom. Now, as soon as I get these leather things on I'll need you to help me zip up the dress I'm going to wear. It fits so tight I can't manage by myself."

Suzie slipped on a silver lamé one piece halter-top mini dress. It clung to her curves and barely extended below her butt. The thigh high elastic top stockings she wore stopped just below the hem of the dress, so a little skin showed. The four inch heels on her silver shoes completed the outfit and she looked spectacular. Pretty much like a very high priced call girl. I wasn't complaining at all, although I wasn't keen on sharing her with anyone.

"You look smashing," I told her.

"Thank you. Do you think it's appropriate for the occasion?"

"Yes. Remember the night they came over here the way Julie was dressed?"

"Oh, yeh. She looked like a tramp or a whore."

"Well, you look just as sexy, bur with way more class."

"And you look very nice yourself. Elegantly casual with your nice dress shirt and the sleeve cuffs turned up like that. Very stylish. I better keep an eye on you. All the women will be after you."

"I doubt that. But we should be going now. I'll grab the wine and let's go."

"I'll get my wrap and meet you at the car," Suzie said.

When we arrived at Bob and Julie's house we could tell from the cars parked in front that we were not the first to arrive. We got out of the car and Suzie asked if she looked all right, and, after I assured that she did, we walked up to the front door and rang the bell.

We were both taken aback when the door opened and Bob greeted us wearing black leather pants, short black boots and nothing above the waist but a halter made of several black leather straps. Mr. Dom himself. As we studied his outfit he said, "Suzie. You are a sight to behold! You're way too gorgeous to be hanging with Tom here."

"Thank you, Bob. But I'm cool with hanging out with Tom. He may not be much to look at but he makes up for it in other ways. If you know what I mean."

"Thanks. I think," I replied. And you, Bob. Mr. Leather. I can see I'm going to have to augment my wardrobe if I'm going to hang out with you much."

"Nah," Bob replied. "You're just fine. Better than most of our male guests. I just like to dress for the occasion when I host a party."

Suzie asked, "Speaking of host, where's the hostess?"

I added, "You got her tied up downstairs, maybe?"

"No. Julie's probably in the kitchen. She'll be out in a minute.

"She wearing her French maid's outfit?" Suzie asked.

"Not this time. She got something new to wear tonight. I think you'll like it, Tom. Oh, here she comes now. She must have heard your voices. She's been so anxious to have you here, Suzie."

Julie came into the entry hall to greet us. And Bob was right, I really liked her outfit. It went well with what Bob was wearing. Julie wore a black leather, lace-up corset that started at her waist and ended just below her nipples. It was cinched so tight that her waist was tiny and her breasts were squeezed until they almost overflowed the cups.

Her black leather thong bikini panties barely covered anything, leaving lots of skin showing above and below it. Black mesh thigh high stockings and black, five inch heel shoes completed the ensemble. One more detail was the three inch posture collar she was wearing. Black also, with four silver D-rings—front, back and sides.

I was speechless, but Suzie wasn't. "My, my, Julie. First the maid outfit and now this. You and Bob look like the perfect host and hostess. I think that Tom and I are underdressed."

"Oh, no, Suzie," Julie said. "Everyone else is here already and nobody's dressed differently from you two. In fact, Suzie, you're definitely more chic than anyone else. That said, I can't vouch for what people will be dressed like by the end of the evening. That's the fun part at our parties, right, Bob?"

"Right," Bob answered. "Now come in and meet the others."

We followed them into the living room where there were three other couples sitting. Len and Leila were first in line as we approached the circle of chairs and sofas placed around the room.

Next to them were Mike and Debra, and then Jack and Melissa. After the customary introductory small talk, Julie brought in a platter of assorted hors d'oeuvers and bottles of red and white wine with ten glasses. Bob poured the wine and we resumed our conversations. Bob pointed out everyone's status in the BDSM world so we would each know what the other was about.

"Mike is Debra's dom. Jack and Melissa are both switches. Leila is Len's dominatrix. Tom and Suzie are newbies and while Tom insists he's the dom= I think the jury's still out on that. Right, Tom?"

"Oh, I'm the dom, all right. Don't kid yourself. Right, Suzie?"

"Oh, yes, Master. I worship you and I give my body to you to do with as you please," she said, sarcastically.

"Don't get sassy with me or I will do with you as I please."

"Do I detect a little authority being imposed here?" Bob asked.

Julie broke in just in time to prevent any nastiness from happening. "I tell you what, everyone. In a few minutes let's adjourn to the dining room for a light supper. Bob has a full evening planned for downstairs so we don't want to eat or drink too much.

Leila said, "I guess Len and I are the only ones who haven't seen what's downstairs. We're anxious to learn what all you have down there. I might get some ideas that I can use with Len."

"You anxious, too, Len?" I asked.

"Actually I am. I can't wait to see what Bob's cooked up for us."

Bob said, "Speaking of cooking, let's go to the dining room. I think Julie's fixed some soup and salad. Bring your wine glasses with you. You're each allowed just one glass more, then it's soft drinks or water only."

"Awwwww!" everyone moaned.

We sat at the dining room table while Julie brought the soup tureen and salad bowl from the kitchen. The women at the table were anxious to see what kind of soup and salad they contained, while the men, including me, had our eyes only on Julie. I expect that we all were getting hard-ons.

The conversation was mostly speculation about what we would be doing downstairs in Bob's "dungeon". I think that everyone was wishing that Bob would give us some clues beyond what we already knew—that a Sybian was involved. I overheard Leila telling Suzie that she had never heard of a Sybian, so she looked it up in Wikipedia. "It looked really cool. Do you think we can try it out tonight?" she asked Suzie.

"I have no idea. But at least we'll see it in action, I'm sure," Suzie answered her.

"Well, I already think that I want one for myself. When I have Len in his chastity cage for weeks at a time this would be perfect. As good as his tongue is, some penetration would hit the spot...no pun intended."

Suzie said, "Oh, Leila. You're too much."

When everyone seemed to be through eating and drinking their second glass of wine, Bob announced, "Alright, everyone. I suggest we all take a potty break now before going downstairs. There are two bathrooms upstairs and one off the entry hall. You're welcome to use any of them."

Amidst the chattering amongst the guests anticipating the upcoming trip downstairs, everybody found a bathroom and did their business. When we were all assembled back in the living room Bob and Julie led us down the stairs to the garage and then into what was once a family playroom.

Everyone there except Len and Leila had already seen Bob's dungeon so they weren't surprised or shocked to see it. Len and Leila, however, both gasped at the sight. Bob had everything set up for the evening, including the special lighting that he had installed, so the room did look spectacular, if not ominous.

The large room was faintly illuminated with red lights except in the center where the equipment for the evening stood, illuminated from all sides by white spotlights. There stood the Sybian, which is more or less a half cylinder, about a foot long and a foot wide. Covered in red leather, it has an attachment on the top which has a dildo-like protrusion near the rear and a textured surface toward the front.

It sat upon a platform that was tall enough so that the legs of anyone who sat on the Sybian would not reach the floor. I noticed some eyebolts near the floor all along the side. This platform, as it was when I saw the Sybian before, was surrounded by a framework of galvanized iron pipes including over the top.

Julie had previously explained briefly to Suzie and me how it worked. The upward pointing dildo rotated and the entire attachment, including the dildo, vibrated. A control box allowed the user—or someone else perhaps—to change the velocity of each motion. According to Julie it can result in fantastic orgasms for whoever is riding it.

I mentioned to Suzie that something about it looked different that night. She said, "I thought so too. It's the dildo part. It's made of metal. I think before it was a plastic material like the rest of the thing it's attached to."

"Yeh. You're right. Be interesting to see why Bob changed that."

Just then Bob stepped into the spotlight in front of the Sybian and as he started talking the room suddenly became quiet. Everybody was anxious to learn what Bob had devised to entertain his guests. Apparently he has a reputation for being creative when he has his BDSM friends to a party.

"OK, folks. Welcome one and all to Julie's and my playroom. Some would call it our dungeon. But what's in a name? Before I explain what we're going to do tonight let me point out to you that we have added a few chairs in the room so everyone can be seated if they wish. Also, in the back corner is a coffee maker and a small fridge with soft drinks, water and juices. Please help yourself. We don't have a bathroom down here so you'll have to march upstairs if you have to go. No need to ask.

"Now, here's the deal. Most of you have seen our Sybian here. You've probably noticed that I have substituted a metallic dildo for the standard one that it comes with. I will also place an electrode from a TENS unit on the part where the clitoris will rest. The second lead from the TENS unit will be attached to the base of the dildo. You starting to get the idea now? I've rigged up a computerized controller that will change the rotation of the dildo, the speed of the vibrations of the dildo and the clit stimulator, and timing, duration and intensity of the TENS stimulation.

"That's the logistics involved. Now to make this fun for all we'll have a little competition. The prizes will be a weekend for two at Julie's and my cabin in the Smoky Mountains. Two couples will win and will share the cabin with each other and with Julie and me. The women will compete against women, and the men against men. The winner in each category and his or her partner will go to the Smokies.

"Julie, please get on the Sybian and demonstrate how this will work."

Julie walked to the Sybian. After coating the dildo with some lubricant she took off her bikini bottoms and climbed on a small ladder to mount the Sybian. Swinging her leg over it as one would mounting a horse, she gently lowered herself so that the metal dildo slipped into her vagina.

"OK, Bob. I'm in position," she said.

"Well, not quite, my pet," Bob replied. "To make this more of a challenge, I'll make some slight alterations." He reached into a box that was on a nearby table and took out two lengths of chains. I hadn't noticed but Julie was now wearing wrist and ankle cuffs. Bob went on, "Let's pull your legs out to the sides, like this." He attached her ankles loosely to the pipe framework near the floor, pulling her legs away from the platform.

"Now for the arms," he continued. Julie, grab the pipe that's just above your head. When she did he attached her wrists to the pipe with a short chain so she couldn't lower them enough to reach anything.

"OK. Now she's ready to go." Bob reached to his computer which was on the table and pushed a couple of buttons. This started the Sybian into action. We could hear the buzzing of the two motors. Right away the look on Julie's face told us that it felt good. Soon, though, she was startled and squirmed on the Sybian.

Bob announced, "She's getting a low intensity of electricity now. Not enough to hurt. Perhaps a slight stimulation as the current flows from her clit to her vagina. Now when the TENS goes stronger, the only way she can escape is to pull her body up with her arms until she's not touching the Sybian pad. Her legs are helpless, dangling in the air as they are, so it's only her arms that can help. The Sybian vibrations and rotation will keep stimulating her. She'll probably want to have an orgasm. But the TENS unit will send stronger and stronger current through her. How long can her arms lift her enough to keep her clit from touching the electrode? How long can she stand the pain if her arms let her down?

"But, it doesn't matter with Julie. She's not in this competition. All of you will be, though. Whoever lasts the longest before yelling 'stop' wins. Top two women and top two men will have runoffs to determine who goes to the cabin. Just one more thing, for sanitary reasons, everybody please clean the Sybian well when you get off, and the next person do it again before getting on. Disinfectant spray, towelettes and paper towels are all on that table."

While Bob was talking he turned off the Sybian and released Julie's arms and legs. She slowly raised her body until her vagina was clear of the dildo, and then swung one leg over the Sybian and dismounted. She took off her cuffs, placed them on the table, and cleaned the Sybian.

"Have fun everybody," she said to nobody in particular.

Everyone in the room was talking now. The women seemed to be deciding if they could do this game. The men were more concerned with where that dildo was going to go. Bob, meanwhile was going around the room having first the women, then the men, draw numbers out of a hat. One to four, to determine the order each would go.

Stepping back into the spotlight next to the Sybian, Bob said, loudly, "OK, ladies. Who's first?"

After a brief pause, Debra stepped forward. "I guess I am," she said, holding up the slip of paper with "1" written on it.

"Great, Debra. I can tell you're going to do just fine. You look strong and you're used to the pain that Mike doles out. Piece of cake. Now, please take off your clothes."

Wide eyed, Debra blurted out, "What. Take off my clothes? You mean all my clothes. Not just my skirt and panties?"

"No, Debra. My rules for tonight say that all participants must be naked. Besides, you should be glad for a chance to show off your gorgeous body."

"I think that you just want to see it, you dirty old man."

"You may be right. But then, I am the host."

Resigned, Debra took off all her clothes. Bob was right. She did have a gorgeous body. Bob handed her the leather cuffs that Julie had worn and told her to put them on. "Now, Debra, clean off the Sybian and climb up. As she climbed on the ladder and swung her leg over Sybian Bob took a bottle of a special lubricant that also served as an electrical conductor and coated the dildo and the electrode pad with it.

Once seated in position, impaled by the dildo, Bob spread her legs wide, attaching them to the pipe frame. Then while she held onto the pipe above her head he fastened the wrist cuffs there.

"All right, we're ready to start. The computer will time you. When you want to end your time up there just say 'stop'. Oh, and one other thing. If anybody orgasms up there, their time is up.

"Go!" Bob shouted as he pressed a button on his computer that started the cycles of the Sybian. Immediately Debra squirmed a little as if to find a more comfortable position. Along with the buzzing of the Sybian we could hear soft moans from Debra. Sounded as though she was enjoying it so far. When the TENS kicked in, though, her soft moans turned into louder complaints until she remembered to pull her body up off the Sybian base. After a few seconds she lowered herself and found that the TENS was off.

The Sybian was turned up, though, and she tried to enjoy the increased vibrations. But, just as she started to become aroused the TENS went on, at a higher setting this time. After letting out a scream she pulled herself up with her arms. Again after a few seconds, as before, she lowered herself only to find the TENS was still on. She shrieked and quickly pulled herself back up. As her arms tired she tried again, and, finding the TENS off, rested.

Her rest was short-lived, however. She enjoyed the rotation of the dildo and the vibrations on her clit for about a minute before screaming once more as the TENS unit switched back on, even higher. Up she went. We could tell that her arms were tiring as she seemed to strain to lift her body even an inch. She didn't wait long before lowering herself and feeling the strong electrical current passing from her clit to her pussy. While she was raised the dildo continued to rotate inside her, pressing on her G-spot each rotation. Her body was sexually aroused almost to the point of orgasming, but her arms had about reached their limit.

With her strength giving way and her biceps trembling she touched down. Screaming loudly, she tried to hang on as long as she could, but that turned out to be only a few seconds.

"STOP!" she screamed out. Bob shut everything off right away. Debra slumped over as much as her body could with her arms shackled to the pipe above her.
Mike, her husband, came to her side and helped her off. "You did good, Baby," he said, trying to comfort her.

"Oh. That was intense. I wanted to cum but then the pain from the electricity was so strong it overwhelmed me. Do you think I stayed long enough to win?"

"Don't know. We'll have to see. Come sit on the sofa with me. I'll get you something to drink. Then we'll watch the other girls suffer."

Debra looked at him and said, "Don't forget. Your turn's coming up."

"Don't remind me."

I said to Suzie, who was sitting next to me on chairs that were next to the sofa where Mike and Debra sat, "Look. Leila's number two. She's going up there now. Wow, we haven't seen her naked yet, have we?"

"No. But I guess we will have seen everyone here naked by the end of the evening. Except Bob. I guess it's like the naturists. After a while you don't think anything of it."

"She's got a pretty nice body, too. Maybe that's part of the lifestyle."

"Well, she's got to stay in shape if she's going to keep big Leonard in line."

"You're right. Oh, look she's ready to start."

"Go," Bob shouted once again as he pressed the button on his computer that started the process in motion again.

Almost immediately Leila said, "Oh, that's really good. I could spend the day on this thing." No sooner had she said that, the TENS unit came on and her whole body shook. Since it was on low she rode it out until it shut off. Her expression returned to one of bliss as the rotation of the dildo and the speed of the vibrations increased. She let out a "yelp" and pulled her body up with her arms when the TENS came on again. No doubt at a higher level this time

Leila tried her best to "beat the system" but her arms soon gave up and, when they could no longer hold her above the electrode under her clitoris, she yelled "STOP!"

Bob released Leila and helped her down, Len was waiting for her and gave her a hug. Together they cleaned the Sybian for the next person.

That next person was Suzie, who, after I wished her luck and kissed her, was making her way to the spotlight. She cleaned the Sybian once more, then disrobed. When her silver, slinky dress came off all the men gave wolf whistles as the very erotic, leather lingerie came into view. She blushed a bit as she bent over to remove the shoes and stockings, making sure that her shapely butt was facing the direction from which the whistles came. What happened to my shy wife of yore?

After putting on the cuffs Suzie mounted the Sybian. When Bob had everything fastened in place, Suzie sat, impaled by the dildo. She had a very confident and determined look on her face. She turned to look at Bob as he sat at the computer, ready to start Suzie's turn. "Bring it on, Bob."

Suzie kept a smug look on her face as the Sybian went into action. I think she knew better than to let herself enjoy the beginning part too much as she awaited the unpleasant part to kick in. She had whispered to me while watching Debra and Leila up there. "They should endure the mild pain they're getting early on and save their arm strength for when the electricity gets stronger," she said. She seemed to be really studying what was going on. Now, it seemed, she was putting into practice what she had learned.

She gritted her teeth until the first wave of TENS current ran through her and then relaxed while it ceased. The rotation and vibration of the Sybian kept going. It must have had an arousing effect on her but she seemed to be concentrating on what was soon to reoccur. I could tell when her body stiffened that the TENS was on again. She vocalized some pain grunts this time, but again managed to endure until it stopped.

The next time the current made its path between clit and pussy Suzie tightened her arm muscles and lifted her body up enough to break the connection between body and electrode. Her rested arm muscles easily held her body weight through two more cycles of the TENS. Although we had no clock to judge by, Suzie had clearly stayed on the Sybian much longer than the previous two. She had cinched a place in the finals!

That left Melissa. She was a switch, so, like Suzie, had some experience being a bottom. We would soon see if she was hardened to the effect of pain inflicted on her.

Len and Leila came and sat by Suzie and me. Leila was still naked, but Suzie put her leather lingerie back on. She drew more attention that way than had she stayed naked. Her appearance was extremely provocative. The two gals were comparing notes about their experiences on the Sybian when Melissa hopped aboard, impaled herself, and was strapped in place by Bob. "Ready, Melissa?" he asked.

"Yep," she said, nervously.

"Go!"

We all watched intently to see what strategy Melissa would use.

"Oh, look, "Suzie said after two or three minutes had gone by. "She's copying me. She's doing exactly what I did. Damn her!"

I tried to calm her down. "Easy, Hon. You've already got a lock on making the finals, and I'll bet she can't outlast you even if she does copy your technique."

"Still, I wish I had gone last. I'll bet she wouldn't make it half as long as I did."

"I agree," I replied, just as we hear Melissa yell out.

"STOP!"

After Melissa got down, with Bob's help—I think he enjoys helping the naked ladies—Jack helped her clean the Sybian and brought her to the couch they shared.

Bob checked his computer and then announced, "The finalists for the ladies are Suzie and Melissa. We'll have the runoff between you two after we watch the men perform. First let's have a bathroom break and everyone help themselves to coffee or drinks.

I noticed that the men, except for Bob, of course, were unusually quiet during this break. I was nervous about sitting naked on the Sybian in front of everyone, some of whom I had never met. I wished I had my wife's self-assuredness. More than that, though, was my apprehension of having my ass impaled by that dildo. At least Suzie's vagina was used to having objects, usually my cock, in it. My virgin ass was a different story. I was beginning to wish I hadn't come to the party.

When everyone was back in the playroom Bob announced, "All right, men, all ready for your turns?"

No response from the men, as Bob continued. "If you haven't noticed already, you'll probably be happy to see that the dildo has been removed from the Sybian. If that disappoints you, you can always go home afterwards and have your partner use a strap-on. For here and now, I'll ask you to strip when it's your turn and attach one of these to your penis, right behind the glans."

Bob held up what looked like a strip of Velcro or similar cloth, about six inches long and one inch wide. I had no idea what it was, but the other men in the room seemed to from their reaction. As I was number one in the order drawn I sheepishly made my way to the Sybian after being wished well and kissed by Suzie.

I told her, "I'm glad you're still in the running cuz I'm sure not going to be."

When Bob saw me coming, he said to everyone, "Well, we're starting off with my longtime and best friend, Tom. He and his beautiful wife, Suzie, have been friends with Julie and me for more years than I can count. And yet, can you believe it, until a few months ago they didn't know about our lifestyle. They're quick learners, though, as you could tell when Suzie was up here.

"OK, Tom, get those clothes off and see if you can keep up with the little lady."

I tried not to see all the eyes in the room staring at me as I started undressing. I had convinced myself that this group had seen lots of nakedness anyway by the time my bikini Jockeys came down. Bob handed me the little strap and I could see that it was some kind of cloth with a Velcro closure.

"Before you put this on, Tom, Let me coat the inside with this gel. That will make sure the flow of electricity flows right into your cock. Wouldn't want you to miss out on all that tingling. OK, hop up. Sit on the Sybian just where Suzie was. As though the dildo was still there sticking in your asshole. That's it. Perfect.

"Now, everybody look. When he sits and puts all his weight down his balls are kind of squished under him, right on top of the electrode pad atop the vibrating strip. So when the TENS unit goes on, the current will flow from his balls up his shaft to the electrode near the head of his cock. Now that has to be a turn on, right?"

While I sat horrified at what Bob was saying, he fastened my legs to the side pipes and my wrists to the bar above my head. He had raised it from its position for the ladies. "A word of warning, Tom, when you lift your body to avoid the electrical stimulation you'll have to lift a few inches. The balls will want to hang down much more that the gals' clits did." Everybody in the room laughed at that except me and the three other men who were in line. The last thing he did was attach a wire from the TENS box to the strap on my penis.

"OK, Tom. Ready? GO!"

I clenched my teeth, held my breath, and waited for things to happen. Right away I felt the vibrations against the bottom of my scrotum. I thought to myself, Oh, that's kind of good. It was so good that I started to get erect. I could enjoy this. Just then a mild tingling sensation ran from my balls up the shaft of my cock. And that's even better. I'll bet I could get off if this keeps up.

Just as I was going to test lifting myself up to see how far I had to go until my balls weren't touching the electrode the TENS unit shut off. By this time I was more relaxed thinking it was pretty easy sitting up there. What I wasn't thinking that only two minutes had gone by. The vibrations got stronger. Oh, yeh. I should get one of these. This time I was jolted when the TENS came on, much stronger this time. My cock was suddenly filled with more than a tingle. It was a current bordering on pain.

Oh, oh, I thought. Now it's starting. Maybe I can hold out a little bit more. If I can just wait til the TENS shuts off again. It did and I had another respite. The vibrations kept going, even stronger, and I was getting more and more aroused. My cock was hard as a rock, and then, The TENS came on with a vengeance. "Owwww, ohhhhhh," came out of my mouth without my realizing it. All of a sudden the pain shot through my balls and cock. I couldn't even think straight for a few seconds.

Got to pull myself up. Lift. Fast. I quickly tightened my muscles to lift my body until my balls separated from the electrode under them. I must have pulled myself up four or five inches before the pain finally stopped. I held myself up for what seemed like ten minutes but was probably only thirty seconds before gradually relaxing my arm muscles until my balls just barely touched the electrode. Great. No electricity. Got to rest my arms. I quickly let myself down until I bottomed out. Almost immediately the electricity came back, even" stronger this time. "Yeeeoooh! Owwwww!" I screamed, at the same time pulling myself up again until my balls broke contact.

Got to stay up as long as I can. Can't take a chance on feeling that pain again. I managed to keep my body up for perhaps a minute before I felt my arms trembling. I knew they would give out any second and I would just drop down, probably onto the fire that was the TENS juice. I knew I couldn't take that.

"STOP!" I screamed out. I saw Bob push something on his computer and let my arms relax, hoping that he had shut the thing down. My body plopped down, my balls landed on the electrode. Nothing. I heaved a big sigh of relief. As Bob released my ankles and wrists I realized that the sweat was pouring down my face. Suzie was there to help me off the Sybian.

She kissed me as my feet alighted on the floor, then asked, "Was it terrible, Hon?"

I answered, no doubt sounding exhausted, "Yes. That's the word for it. I had to stop before I got hit with that pain again. I hope I didn't embarrass myself."

"Of course you didn't. You did fine. Let's go sit down now. I'll get you something to drink."

"And I'm going to put on my underwear. You look so good in your leather and I'm not ready to mingle with strangers naked, even if they might be."

"Go ahead," Suzie said as she headed for the drink section.

"Who's number two?" Bob said loudly.

Melissa's husband Jack spoke up. "That would be me." He strode up to the Sybian where the same routine I followed getting myself ready was repeated.

Bob said, "Now, Jack's wife is one of the ladies' finalists. If Jack is also a finalist and Melissa wins her final, then Jack will be replaced by the third place man. We want two couples with us at our cabin. Understood?"

Everyone in the room nodded and mumbled, "Yeh."

"OK, Jack. Here goes. Go!"

Jack rode it out similarly to how I had but seemed to be able to withstand the strong current better than I had, saving his strength for a little later in the cycle. He was braver than I, screaming less loudly, and it seemed like he lasted longer than I had. I figured as much since he's a switch and is more used to bearing pain.

Next up was Len. I figured him to do well. I had seen him endure some pretty tough pain when Suzie and I were at their home watching Leila do her thing. I whispered to Suzie. "You figure he'll do pretty well?"

"I imagine so. I hope so. If I can win in the finals it would be great if he and Leila could go to Bob's cabin with us."

"I was thinking the same thing."

Len strode up to the Sybian showing no signs of fear. Leila had him well prepared for this kind of challenge. He stripped, put on the cuffs, and, after Bob squirted some of the conducting gel on it, attached the electrode band to his penis. After Len mounted the Sybian Bob attached his wrists and ankles to the pipe framework surrounding it as with the others before.

"All ready?" Bob asked.

"Ready and waiting, Bob."

"OK then. GO!"

The Sybian began humming as the vibration began, stimulating Len's perineum and scrotum. He sat passively awaiting what else was coming soon. He reacted with a slight jerk as the TENS unit switched on, sending mild shock waves through his balls and cock. His expression changed slightly to one of pleasure as these combined sensations caused sexual arousal, evidenced by a growing phallus. The TENS shut off and the vibrations intensified and Len's erection continued to grow harder and longer.

When the TENS came on again, Len uttered a surprised "Ohhh!" and then returned to a stoic look. So far, so good. A couple of minutes later as the electrical current passed through his genitalia, much stronger then, he resisted the urge to lift himself off the Sybian, simply vocalizing his reaction. "Owwwww! Ohhhhh! Oooeeee!"

It was a little strange to hear him screaming like this because when Suzie and I had heard him before he was gagged. Now I could see why. He didn't hold back on his screams and his neighbors would certainly have called the police.

Finally the pain in his cock and balls was too much for him and he pulled his body up until his balls no longer touched the electrode beneath them. He stayed up quite a while before slowly lowering his body until he made contact again only to find the TENS was still on. Up he went again, accompanied by grunting and groaning this time. The kind of noises that weight lifters make as they strain to make one more lift.

When he finally yelled "STOP!" and Bob shut down everything, Len let out a loud "WHEW!" Everyone in the room, except maybe Jack, applauded Len's effort. Len looked pleased to be accepted by this group of Bob and Julie's friends. Leila helped him off the Sybian and rewarded him with a huge hug and kiss. I could hear her say to him, "Good job, Hon. I know you'll be in the finals. Come sit down with me."

Bob announced to his guests, "One more contestant. Last, but not least, Michael. Come on up, Mike. Let's see if you can take as well as you can give. Debra tells me you give very well."

Mike followed the routine set by everyone before him, cleaning, and then climbing naked onto the Sybian. Electrode in place on his penis, he held his arms up and legs out for Bob to fasten them to the pipes.

"Ready?" asked Bob.

"Let's do it," Mike replied.

Turning to his computer, Bob shouted, "GO!"

Having watched seven women and men go before him, Mike should have figured out the best system for staying aboard the Sybian while not only the vibrations but also the strong surge of current passing through his genitals tormented him. It seemed as though he was doing pretty well but by the time the TENS unit came on for the third time he quickly pulled himself to lift his scrotum off the electrode pad. He actually looked like he was having difficulty lifting his body high enough to escape the pain coursing through his balls and cock.

He grunted as he tried to maintain his elevation and his muscles were trembling as he slowly dropped back onto the Sybian. "Owwwweee! Oooowwwch!" He screamed out. Despite his further attempts to pull himself back up, he couldn't do it. Since the TENS wasn't shutting off, Mike had to yell "STOP!"

Suzie and I looked at each other. "What do you think, Babe?" I asked her.

"I don't know. Pretty close between him and Jack, I think. Len's in, though, for sure."

Mike and his wife Debra made their ways back to their seats. I noted that Suzie and I, as scantily clothed as we were, were the only ones other than Bob and Julie that weren't totally naked. We were getting used to it but it still seemed a little weird.

Bob stood in the spotlight next to the Sybian and announced that Len and Mike were the two finalists, along with Melissa and Suzie. "I think we all need a break now. Bathrooms upstairs and refreshments on the table over in the corner. Julie has put out some more things to munch on and drink, including some beer and wine. There's also coffee. Remember you'll be driving home later. So how about we relax and mingle for, say, a half hour, and then we'll have the showdown amongst the finalists. It should be very interesting."

To be continued...