Electrode Stories

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Infinite Scroll

The Chair

by shoeslayer on Sep 15, 2017
Non-Erotic

Larry must have been partly raised by Lucifer, the prince of darkness thought anyone who knew him. He had to be the meanest kid going. Those who knew him even casually figured he would die in some state's electric chair. Larry had this attitude he could do as he damn well pleased, he often said "If they were not smart enough to stay away from me or do as...

Snake Eyes

by Vulpesvulpes on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

"Honey, I'm ho-ome," I called up the stairs in my usual sing-song voice. "I'm upstairs!" Following the sound of her voice, I found my wife, literally, in the closet. The master walk-in is a huge affair with a small bench at the center and Julie, my wife of three wonderful years, was standing behind it with one foot on top as if she was mounting an enormous...

My Trophy Wife

by execuwriter on Sep 15, 2017
BDSM

Ashley is trembling as I look upon her through the bars of the cell. The door to the death chamber opens. Through it, pushed by a guard, the stretcher bearing Regina Klein in a black body bag enters the corridor and zips past my wife's cell. Her jaw drops as she regards what she assumes are the remains of a woman with whom she had been conversing fifteen min...

The Perfect Sex Robot Ch. 06

by gmikeisbad on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

Sex robot M3 - Evening of day 3. I got home and opened my dresser to find it empty. I had forgotten momentarily that Genie, my controller, had locked my normal clothes in a remote operated footlocker. I went to the footlocker and it was still locked. I unplugged it but it did not release so I plugged it back in. The digital lock could only be opened by he...

The Calm Before the Storm

by WFEATHER on Sep 15, 2017
BDSM

It is times like this when I am very much torn. I see you sleeping beside Me. Despite the lack of a golden halo and large white wings, you look just like an angel, innocent and peaceful in your slumber. Yet innocent you definitely are not, for I know extremely well the darkness of your heart, the part of you which thrives on violence and pain. That is wh...

The Edging Arrangement

by SnivellingPlatypus on Sep 26, 2017
BDSM

I must admit, I was impressed as soon as I set my eyes on him. His wrists were bound tightly together with a piece of rope that was fixed to the ceiling through a single brass loop. His feet were drawn back toward his buttocks with another piece of rope pulled through the brass loop, keeping them firmly in situ. He hung like this, suspended in the air, his...

Blood Rite

by papadog on Aug 18, 2017
Fetish

He liked the sound of her high heels on the hardwood floor. It was a hard surface you could dance on. Then it occurred to him the sound was similar to a Flamenco dancer on a wooden stage. He smiled to himself about the 'dance' they would soon be doing. She arrived at his front door just before two in the afternoon dressed as he had suggested, so far as he c...

Denial Slut Learns to Cuck Ch. 05

by THEGINGERSLUT on Jan 28, 2019
BDSM

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. We were going to play? Out? In public? The three of us? Sir must really have lost it for real this time. "Is there something wrong, love?" he asked with mock concern. I giggled and collapsed into his arms. He was such a bad actor. "Stop thinking and just put the damn thing on and meet me at the restaurant straight after...

The Passerby Pt. 02

by StephenJones on Sep 25, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

The bottom electrode was beneath my taut brown scrotum, the other electrode on the mauve thick glans above. I'd never seen my erection so strong, seeping translucent white liquid. At first, the current going through my penis and scrotum was mild, like touching your tongue to a battery, but then one of the women came forward and turned the dial to 3. My whol...

Dear Dirty Diary - The Stress Test

by Adorable Laura on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

Dear Dirty Diary, Friday, October 31st at precisely 6 pm, our doorbell rang. "Trick or Treat," demanded our first Halloween revelers. I thought the two young women, dressed in dark trench coats were a little old for this but when the Russian sounding blond spoke, "Thank you, Laura," I realized it was duty nurse Jennifer and she'd brought an assistant along....