Electric now
I haven't done the electric thing regularly for about two years because of a bad experience I had the last time.
I'd waited until I was sure I had the house to myself for the whole weekend. Everyone left for the shore and I was on my own. It was Friday afternoon and I made a quick move to the garage to get all the stuff, grabbed the chunk of ice out of the freezer, then off to my bedroom. I quickly stripped naked and stood next to the bed.
I put the chunk of ice in a pan and made sure each of the o-rings was defrosted enough to hook onto.
I tied a strap to both of my ankles and one to each of my wrists. I plugged the transformer into the adjustable power strip, then plugged the strip into a timer, then into the wall outlet.
I took the one alligator clip and clipped it to my right testicle, then adjusted the power, and touched the other alligator clip to my left testicle and OW! The electric zapped my balls. I pulled the clip away and instead of turning the power down, turned it up a little. I took a deep breath and attached the clip to my left ball. I screamed a little as the power gripped my balls for the few seconds before I could turn the power off at the timer.
I'd programmed the timer to turn the power on for five minutes, then off for one, on for six minutes, off for one, then repeat ten times. I'd be shocked for about an hour, maybe a little more, on and off. I'd figured it would take about half an hour for the ice to melt. Then I could get my hand free to untie my other hand.
I sat in the bed and tied my ankles to the bed posts spread eagle, then layed down and tied my left hand to the upper bed post, and checked the time. I had four minutes to hook my right hand.
It took about two minutes to hook my wrist to the o-ring in the ice. I was now committed.
The last thirty seconds ticked by and I was wishing I hadn't done this. About a million things could go wrong, I thought.
I counted down the last ten seconds, 3-2-1, zero. And nothing. Nothing happened. I picked up my head and looked at the timer and tried to figure out what was wrong. Then POW! The timer clicked on and my head smashed back onto the pillow and I started screaming.
The electric grabbed my testicles like a vice grip, squeezing them, and I was still screaming.
I'd waited until I was sure I had the house to myself for the whole weekend. Everyone left for the shore and I was on my own. It was Friday afternoon and I made a quick move to the garage to get all the stuff, grabbed the chunk of ice out of the freezer, then off to my bedroom. I quickly stripped naked and stood next to the bed.
I put the chunk of ice in a pan and made sure each of the o-rings was defrosted enough to hook onto.
I tied a strap to both of my ankles and one to each of my wrists. I plugged the transformer into the adjustable power strip, then plugged the strip into a timer, then into the wall outlet.
I took the one alligator clip and clipped it to my right testicle, then adjusted the power, and touched the other alligator clip to my left testicle and OW! The electric zapped my balls. I pulled the clip away and instead of turning the power down, turned it up a little. I took a deep breath and attached the clip to my left ball. I screamed a little as the power gripped my balls for the few seconds before I could turn the power off at the timer.
I'd programmed the timer to turn the power on for five minutes, then off for one, on for six minutes, off for one, then repeat ten times. I'd be shocked for about an hour, maybe a little more, on and off. I'd figured it would take about half an hour for the ice to melt. Then I could get my hand free to untie my other hand.
I sat in the bed and tied my ankles to the bed posts spread eagle, then layed down and tied my left hand to the upper bed post, and checked the time. I had four minutes to hook my right hand.
It took about two minutes to hook my wrist to the o-ring in the ice. I was now committed.
The last thirty seconds ticked by and I was wishing I hadn't done this. About a million things could go wrong, I thought.
I counted down the last ten seconds, 3-2-1, zero. And nothing. Nothing happened. I picked up my head and looked at the timer and tried to figure out what was wrong. Then POW! The timer clicked on and my head smashed back onto the pillow and I started screaming.
The electric grabbed my testicles like a vice grip, squeezing them, and I was still screaming.
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