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Master as Voyeur 2
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Master as Voyeur -- Part 2
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The second time my Master made me wear the remote control
electric dildo was last night. This time he added the anal
penetrator too, and he put it on/in me himself before we left
home.
The setup was similar to the last time: he had me arrange to go
out with a girl friend. She also doesn't know about my role as a
slave to Master. We went to an outdoor band concert on the lawn
in the big city park downtown, and again a few minutes after we
had spread out our blanket and were seated, Master came in and
sat where he could see us.
At first he just played with the switch on the vibrator in my
pussy. I got turned on, but fortunately as we were mainly
listening to the band I didn't have to carry on a conversation
with my friend. Master even seemed to be caught up in the music
a bit himself, leaving the switch on longer and longer as the
music built to its climax, which preceded mine by only a few
seconds.
After intermission, however, I learned that the device strapped
between my legs had more than one trick. About 30 seconds into a
John Phillips Sousa march I felt a sharp ZAP that made my pussy
and anus contract so hard it took my breath away. The anal dildo
wasn't a vibrator at all, it was an electric shocker! (Master
told me later that it was set up like a photographic strobe light
that built up a charge in something he called a capacitor(?) and
then released it all at once. He assured me that it couldn't
hurt me because it was high voltage but low amps, whatever that
means.)
He zapped me several more times that night, the last time just as
I was bending over to pick up the blanket at the end of the
concert. That one was such a surprise I fell over. My girl
friend was really confused, seeing me go from happy and mellow
when the vibrator was on to almost jumping into a tree at times.
I sort of wanted to tell her what was happening, but it would
have been too embarrassing, and I was under strict orders not to
say a word.
Finally, walking out Master was very kind and left the vibrator
on long enough for me to get off very nicely.
He's really a very clever inventor.
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