Choose Your Shot: An Interactive Erotic Adventure

by Christine d'Abo

  Master Grant stood up and inspected his work. With a small smirk, he moved around behind her so Tegan couldn’t see what he was doing. She felt the movement of the basket beneath the chair and knew what he was doing.

  The press of an electrode pad on the inside of her thigh had her twitching. Tegan’s gaze flew to where he’d pressed it into place and was now attaching the lead to the control box. Shit, this was really happening.

  “Have you done this before?” He placed a second pad on the opposite thigh. “I need to know.”

  “Just a demo, Sir. It only lasted for a few minutes and the Master in charge only used the pads on my chest.”

  He nodded. “Then I won’t push you too far for your first time.” When he met her gaze again, she nearly forgot how to breathe. Fuck, he was one of the best-looking men she’d ever been with. “Of course I won’t be so generous on a second occasion.”

  He positioned two more pads, one on the underside of each of her breasts. Once they were set he reached beneath her legs once again and pulled something else from the basket. He held up a metal dildo and Tegan knew she was gaping at it.

  “Don’t worry, I’ve been told the samurai sword is pleasurable. Now, what’s your safeword?”

  Dear God, there was no way she’d be able to think, let alone say a safeword with that thing inside her. “Football.”

  Not that she wasn’t willing to give it a try.

  Tegan couldn’t take her eyes off of him as he connected the leads to the main box. She felt a quick tingle of a charge against her skin as he tested the controls. Each one lasted only half a second, but it was enough to give her an indication of what was to come.

  “This particular unit has a built-in program that allows it to automatically send stimulation to the pads without me controlling it. That frees me up to play with this.” He gave the metal dildo a little wave. “I think we’ll set this up and see what happens.”

  She groaned. The tiny jolts felt as if something were nibbling at her skin. The insides of her thighs and the bottom half of her breasts tingled and prickled as the jolts moved her muscles and charged her body. It was intense, yet not as painful as some things she’d experienced over the years.

  Master Grant dropped to his knees in front of her and flicked a switch on the side of the metal dildo. “This won’t hurt. But it will give you sensations that you’ve never experienced before.”

  The prickly charge tingled against her as he ran the tip of the cock along the insides of her legs up to her pussy. When he pressed the head to her clit, she moaned from the intense pressure against the sensitive nub. Fuck, it was as if a hundred tiny fingers were teasing her pussy all at once, both inside and out. He grinned before he pressed the head of the dildo into her pussy.

  “Oh God!” Tegan bucked against the restraints, but they held her fast. “Fuck!”

  “That’s the idea, sweetheart.”

  He began to slowly pump the metal cock into her body. The tiny jolts heated and teased her pussy everywhere it contacted with her skin. She could feel her juices coating the insides of her thighs, easing the way for the cock. Shit, she’d never been this turned on this quickly before. Combined with the jolts from the pads on her breasts and thighs, the sensations were too much for her to handle.

  Her orgasm came so hard and fast, she barely recognized its approach until it consumed her body. Her screams came and she couldn’t keep her eyes open as the waves of intense pleasure rolled through her. She was shaking, her body coated in a light sheen of sweat as she tried to get herself under control.

  When she was finally able to open her eyes again, he was watching her intently. He was still fucking her with the dildo, his free hand squeezing the top of her thigh.

  “That was beautiful. Let’s see if we can make it happen again.”

  Shit. She swallowed hard, unable to break eye contact with him. There was something in his gaze, pride and desire mixed together, that was more intense than the press of the dildo or the jolts from the machine.

  This time her orgasm came with little effort. She did her best to maintain his gaze, but she couldn’t. Not when he pressed the dildo as far as he could inside her and twisted the rod. Her entire core came alive and the pleasure ripped from every inch of her, every bit as intense as her first orgasm.

  Fuck.

  It was almost too much to take, and yet he gave no indication he was about to back down, or give her some reprieve. He pulled the dildo out so only the tip remained inside, but he moved closer to her body. Leaning in, he sucked on her nipple, tormenting the tip with his tongue.

  “You’re so fucking gorgeous like this. Sweaty and helpless. At my mercy. Only able to take what I give you.”

  What she really wanted him to give her was his cock and a nap, but he seemed content to play for the time being. He moved along her body, licking and nipping as the machine continued to send jolts through her. She’d never been so aware of her body before. Every cell had come alive, each one intent on bringing her some measure of pleasure. It was exhausting.

  “I think you have one more in you, beautiful.” He twisted the cock once more. “Let’s see.”

  The thought of coming a third time didn’t seem possible. But when he pressed the tip of the dildo to her clit and sucked hard on her nipple, she knew he would get his way. Her body began to shake, overwhelmed by the mix of pleasure and pain coursing through it, unable to control or stem the reactions he was dragging from her. Her muscles relaxed at once and she slumped back in the chair, no longer able to fight what was happening to her.

  It took several more minutes of him sucking and caressing her skin, more charges and jolts from the machine, more teasing from the metal cock, but finally her body couldn’t hold back anymore.

  She screamed louder and longer than she ever remembered doing before as the sensations engulfed her, and then there was nothing but darkness.

  Tegan came back to reality and realized she’d been moved. No longer was she sitting in the chair, with the electrodes taped to her skin. Currently, she was curled up on Master Grant’s lap on one of the couches in the far corner of the dungeon. He was stroking her hair and pressing soft kisses to her temple, his arms wrapped securely around her.

  “There she is.” He kissed her cheek. “I think I wore you out.”

  Tegan shifted enough in his grasp to realize his cock was still hard. He hadn’t come yet, hadn’t taken advantage of her unconscious state.

  Pressing her hand to his chest, she looked up into his eyes. “Sir, would you like me to assist you?”

  Master Grant frowned. Shit, he was going to go all noble and not want her to do anything. The man had given her three amazing orgasms. No way she’d let him go without repaying the favor. Cock-teasing wasn’t a practice she approved of.

  Without waiting for his go-ahead, she slipped from his arms and slid to the floor between his legs. It took no time for her to work the buttons of his pants open and free his still-hard cock from its prison.

  God, she loved the taste of cock. Sucking hard on his tip, she made sure to work her tongue around the head, teasing the bundle of nerves to get him worked up. There was little doubt that he wouldn’t last long. Dom or not, Master Grant was still a man. She licked and sucked her way down his shaft, ensuring that every bit of his skin was wet. Then she returned to the head, opened her mouth wide and swallowed him down.

  It didn’t take long for him to take control. Gripping the back of her head, he began to fuck her mouth hard. She was once again consumed by this strong, dominant man. He was all she could smell, taste and think of. He became her world and for a few minutes everything was perfect.

  He groaned as he tightened his grip in her hair. The first splash of come hit the back of her throat before it coated her tongue. Tegan swallowed down everything he gave her, until he pulled her off him and back into hi
s lap.

  “You’re incredible.” He kissed her hard.

  “Thank you, Sir.”

  “No, I don’t think you understand.” He pulled back and held her gaze. “I’ve wanted to see you again ever since that first time we met. You were all I could think about for a long time.”

  Oh...

  “Do you want to get out of here?” He cupped her cheek before giving her a soft smile. “Or did you want to play some more?”

  Tegan wants to try the St. Andrew’s Cross.

  Tegan wants to try the bondage bed.

  Tegan wants to leave.

  Please Go Back and Make a Selection.

  Electric Caress

  Go Back

  Tegan stood in front of a chair that looked far too unassuming for her liking. She’d been on the receiving end of an e-stim machine only once before, but the contact had left her tingling with phantom sensations for hours afterward. That had only been a demonstration at a party, something she’d volunteered to play submissive for to help out a friend. Tonight she was about to be faced with something far more intense.

  More pleasurable, if things went her way.

  Extremely aware of Master Grant standing behind her, she kept her gaze on the chair and refused to give in to her impulse to turn around and see the expression on his face. No doubt it would be that same detached coolness that so many of the Doms mastered early on in their exploration of their roles. She was an expert herself at schooling her face to ensure any man who she played with in her Domme persona never once questioned who was in charge.

  Tonight wasn’t for control. No, she’d happily given up the reins tonight and now wanted to feel everything he would throw her way.

  “Your nipples are hard.” Master Grant wrapped a hand around her throat and flexed his fingers against her skin. “Does the idea of sitting in this chair turn you on?”

  She tried to nod her head, but his hand prevented any movement. “Yes, Sir.”

  “I’m going to tie you down so you can’t move and I’m going to make your body sing. But first, there is something I need to do first.”

  He pulled down the zipper of her leather skirt, letting it fall to the floor without a second thought. Now clad in only her lace thong, she couldn’t stop an aroused tingle from racing through her body as he caressed her naked sides with his fingers.

  “We need to lube you up if we’re going to do this right.” He moved his mouth to her shoulder and bit down. “Normally I prefer to use olive oil, because it doesn’t dry out as fast. But the lube will have to do. Now, don’t move.”

  Move? God, she could barely breathe at this point. He sidestepped her and retrieved a bottle of water-based lube from the basket beneath the chair. “I wouldn’t want to do anything to burn that beautiful skin of yours.”

  Tegan swayed toward him as he approached, but one sharp look from him had her pulling herself back once more. Getting in her space, she could feel his breath tickle her face and neck, teasing her skin and ramping up her anticipation.

  “You’re not to move.” His words were spoken low, but seemed to echo through her. “Not an inch while I’m touching you. And after, only when I say are you allowed to sit in the chair. Understand?”

  “Yes, Sir.” Nothing like asking the impossible. But she always enjoyed a challenge.

  She was forced to watch as he flicked open the bottle and squeezed a generous amount of lube into his palm. He took no time to warm it up before spreading it in a thick coat across her breasts.

  Her nipples hardened against his open palm, and it took great effort to maintain her posture. She wanted nothing more than to collapse against his body and beg him to fuck her. The anticipation was incredible, the way her body would tingle in the spots she thought he would caress. Apparently, she’d grown impatient as a submissive over the past several months. Who knew?

  Master Grant ignored the small twitches from her as he continued to apply the lube across her body. Along her sides, across her belly, the insides of her thighs, the bottoms of her feet. He’d skipped her pussy, but came back to it in the end. Giving her bare mound a tap with his finger, he smirked. “This will be fun.”

  The lube was no longer cold as he spread it around her pussy, covering every inch of the skin. She wanted to look down to see how big her clit had grown, knowing it would be red and swollen from her arousal. Master Grant made a pleasant hum in the back of his throat and rubbed the top of her clit with his thumb.

  “Anxious, I see.”

  “Yes, Sir.” She was about ready to explode.

  “Good girl. Now sit in the chair.”

  She didn’t hesitate, knowing the next phase of their evening would be amazing and wanting to get to it as quickly as possible. The wooden chair seat was cold, but did nothing to dampen her excitement. She knew he’d want to have full access to her body, so she spread her legs and hooked them around the chair legs.

  “Anxious and smart.” He leaned over her and captured her in a searing kiss. His tongue bullied its way past her lips to stake its claim on her mouth. When he pulled back, Tegan’s lips throbbed from the consuming contact. “That will make it easier to restrain you.”

  There was something that always turned her on about being tied up. It was the same reason she loved the St. Andrew’s Cross as much as she did. Putting all of her faith and trust into another person, knowing she was completely at his mercy, did things to her body and mind she was too scared to question. Even as he bent down and wrapped a Velcro band around each ankle and the chair leg, she felt as though her body was about to float away.

  “Hands down, hanging at your sides.” Another set of Velcro bands, this time securing her wrists to the back legs. She was now completely at his mercy.

  Master Grant stood up and inspected his work. With a small smirk, he moved around behind her so Tegan couldn’t see what he was doing. She felt the movement of the basket beneath the chair and knew what he was doing.

  The press of an electrode pad on the inside of her thigh had her twitching. Tegan’s gaze flew to where he’d pressed it into place and was now attaching the lead to the control box. Shit, this was really happening.

  “Have you done this before?” He placed a second pad on the opposite thigh. “I need to know.”

  “Just a demo, Sir. It only lasted for a few minutes and the Master in charge only used the pads on my chest.”

  He nodded. “Then I won’t push you too far for your first time.” When he met her gaze again, she nearly forgot how to breathe. Fuck, he was one of the best-looking men she’d ever been with. “Of course I won’t be so generous on a second occasion.”

  He positioned two more pads, one on the underside of each of her breasts. Once they were set he reached beneath her legs once again and pulled something else from the basket. He held up a metal dildo and Tegan knew she was gaping at it.

  “Don’t worry, I’ve been told the samurai sword is pleasurable. Now, what’s your safeword?”

  Dear God, there was no way she’d be able to think, let alone say a safeword with that thing inside her. “Football.”

  Not that she wasn’t willing to give it a try.

  Tegan couldn’t take her eyes off of him as he connected the leads to the main box. She felt a quick tingle of a charge against her skin as he tested the controls. Each one lasted only half a second, but it was enough to give her an indication of what was to come.

  “This particular unit has a built-in program that allows it to automatically send stimulation to the pads without me controlling it. That frees me up to play with this.” He gave the metal dildo a little wave. “I think we’ll set this up and see what happens.”

  She groaned. The tiny jolts felt as if something were nibbling at her skin. The insides of her thighs and the bottom half of her breasts tingled and prickled as the jolts moved
her muscles and charged her body. It was intense, yet not as painful as some things she’d experienced over the years.

  Master Grant dropped to his knees in front of her and flicked a switch on the side of the metal dildo. “This won’t hurt. But it will give you sensations that you’ve never experienced before.”

  The prickly charge tingled against her as he ran the tip of the cock along the insides of her legs up to her pussy. When he pressed the head to her clit, she moaned from the intense pressure against the sensitive nub. Fuck, it was as if a hundred tiny fingers were teasing her pussy all at once, both inside and out. He grinned before he pressed the head of the dildo into her pussy.

  “Oh God!” Tegan bucked against the restraints, but they held her fast. “Fuck!”

  “That’s the idea, sweetheart.”

  He began to slowly pump the metal cock into her body. The tiny jolts heated and teased her pussy everywhere it contacted with her skin. She could feel her juices coating the insides of her thighs, easing the way for the cock. Shit, she’d never been this turned on this quickly before. Combined with the jolts from the pads on her breasts and thighs, the sensations were too much for her to handle.

  Her orgasm came so hard and fast, she barely recognized its approach until it consumed her body. Her screams came and she couldn’t keep her eyes open as the waves of intense pleasure rolled through her. She was shaking, her body coated in a light sheen of sweat as she tried to get herself under control.

  When she was finally able to open her eyes again, he was watching her intently. He was still fucking her with the dildo, his free hand squeezing the top of her thigh.

  “That was beautiful. Let’s see if we can make it happen again.”

  Shit. She swallowed hard, unable to break eye contact with him. There was something in his gaze, pride and desire mixed together, that was more intense than the press of the dildo or the jolts from the machine.

  This time her orgasm came with little effort. She did her best to maintain his gaze, but she couldn’t. Not when he pressed the dildo as far as he could inside her and twisted the rod. Her entire core came alive and the pleasure ripped from every inch of her, every bit as intense as her first orgasm.