1st Year Student 1

In the high metal� closet, I� saw the equipment: the electrical thing, connected with some� wifi� rotor� and with firm clamps.� Nerdie must connect it to his� network, then� the client will see a� controll panel on his screen to� control� theelectrocution� device. I plugged the long wire into the socket and went back to the girls. I put� the� equipment on the ground: the bitch was still� reacting� heavy and from her movements and expressions on her face I could see she realized what will happen. The poor, bleeding Jana was so in shock that she did not react normal anymore. I Just heard some terrible moans and her eyes were looking at the ceiling.� Soon she will pass out now and leave this� world, but� not by me: the client will do it himself, that was a little comfort for me. I connected one clamp to the ring of the dido which she was sitting on and his was in meantime full of blood coming out of her pussy and lower belly because of the sharp nails in it. So if the client lets her move heavy because of the electroshocks, the nails will make a lot more wounds. The other clamp I connected to her only one left nipple. I went away from the chair, pushed the power button on the equipment and went away from the girls. I saw a red led lighting to the equipment and Nerdie was working firmly on his computers. Suddenly I saw the led changing into green and on the screens two slide indian switches appeared: one big green to activate and one slide switch from zero to 380 Volts. I saw how the client choose for 100 Volts and the cursor was on the green button, ready to activate. The cam men were filming every detail: her face, the bleeding pussy, tits and ass, belly, tied feet too, the chair. Suddenly I heard a vibrating sound and saw how the poor Jana was vibrating terribly. The entire chair vibrated with; her head was shaking so hard, her eyes were without a pupil. The client moved the slide switch upwards to a maximum: 380 V and the effect were horrible: her body went up and down, it gave a strong humming, beating, vibrating sound. He left it for a few minutes and switched it out. Poor Yana’s body collapsed like a bag: her belly was full of blood, which was coming from her tits, her lower belly and pussy was completely torn because of the nails in the dildo. There was so much blood coming out everywhere that it even reached the floor now. Suddenly the client activated it again� for� maximum: a huge shock went� through� her body but her movements started to reduce. Client switched it out/on� again, but� the vibrations were stopping: I think her� hart� gave it up. Under the chair I saw a lot of� urine, which� was coming from the hair. I think she started to piss again because of the electroshocks. I heard Yvan in the headset: clients want to be sure she’s gone. Remove the electrodes, loosen her and go get a rope, put it around her neck and pull it up on until she’s stretched out, tones a bit from the ground’. So this client really wants to see her hang but I’m happy she’s probably dead already so it will not hurt her. I went to the store room again to look for a strong rope. Davina came to help: she had already she had turned off the electrical device and removed the electrodes. Yana was completely out now, but the bitch not: her face was one mess and full of tears … I released the cuffs of the poor Yana, Davina her feet. Her body was sitting in chair like a bag: completely collapsed. I did the rope around the tackle; the other side around Jana’s neck and made a loop. I loosened her hands and tied them behind her back. Now I pushed the –up- button from the tackle: I saw the rope tightening around her neck and lifting up her body. Morgan lay there quivering as the two bucks squared off. When I entered there was only indian one guest, using a Stairmaster. "No I haven't. Are we going to cover it?” "Okay, okay" Molly said with a giggle and while looking at her brother, she started taking her clothes off. Dusk finished her shuddering. Both men looked at me and started howling with laughter. She shook her head. I just fucked my own daughter. She knew that, even if she had a chance to cum before they went out that she wouldn’t be in any condition to be seen in public. Kind of a potted sunflower with legs like that. He groaned again as she curled her tongue around the head of his cock before she kissed the tip softly. At least part of this was her fault, she said. Hugged impressively by her dress, as if the dress was made only for her, her waist allowed her surprisingly full hips (Which I had to imagine would sway just a bit when she walked) and chest to stick out even more than they normally would. "I'm going to cum!" he grunted.