Since you don’t know how to control yourself, I will use my own creative ways to calm you down. Not just simple pain, that you know very well I enjoy, but electricity. An electric leash around your pathetic balls, connected to an electro-stim device, and you don’t know who you are anymore… I crank up the voltage, up and down, modify the pace, faster and slower, and relish seeing a rising agony in your begging eyes. You will have to beg me with words – if you manage to speak… – if you want me to stop this torment. Not before you shed a proper amount of tears…
