“I’m next,” Jordan finally said as he got to his feet.
I wasn’t sure what he was going to do, but I was almost as eager to see it as I was to participate with my own masters. And for some reason, even the idea of coming in front of these people again wasn’t as nerve-racking as I’d originally thought. Maybe because I felt as though I knew them at this point, I wasn’t sure.
It didn’t take long for Jordan to have his submissive disrobe, then lie flat on the table. His boyfriend’s cock was already standing at attention, which wasn’t surprising. Everyone was likely worked up from the show. However, men didn’t have the ability to be as discreet as women when it came to hiding their arousal.
“Some of you might be familiar with the violet wand,” Jordan began, pulling something out of a case.
I frowned. I’d only read about it on the limits list Master had provided me. I had gone with curious as my selection after Master had given a definition. The static electricity sounded stimulating.
“For those who aren’t familiar, this is not a painful tool. Some submissives enjoy the sensual stimulation, which some have likened to that of champagne bubbles along their skin.”
I watched as Jordan had one of the submissives plug his wand into an electrical outlet, but my attention then redirected to the long glass tube that sizzled and sparked as Jordan ran his finger around it. He walked around to the submissives and Doms, asking if anyone wanted to get a taste of how it felt. Of course, I raised my hand, curious as to what it felt like.
Jordan held the tool an inch or so away from my skin. He was right, it felt almost like bubbles against my skin. I could see how that would be erotically charged under certain circumstances.
“My toy is quite fond of this tool. And for Christmas, I’ve decided to give him the gift of electrically stimulated orgasm.”
I wondered if Jordan was going into detail because I wasn’t familiar with it or if there were a lot of subs who hadn’t yet experienced the violet wand. Whatever his reason, I was glad that he was explaining.
With the toy in hand, Jordan leaned over and kissed his submissive on the mouth. “You do not have permission to come until I tell you.”
The man on the table nodded, his body trembling. I assumed he was excited, but I couldn’t really tell.
For the next few minutes, Jordan trailed the glass wand over his submissive’s body, arms, legs, hands, nipples. The glass never came in contact with his skin, but the static electricity could be seen arcing between the submissive’s body and the glass. The purple glow was mesmerizing, as was the way the man’s leg hair stood on end when Jordan came into contact with that part of his body.
The man on the table began moaning in earnest, as Jordan came closer to his cock and balls. It was evident he was enjoying himself and likely riding the fine edge of what I expected to be an intense orgasm.
“Color, pet?”
“Green.”
“Good. Now I’m going to use indirect stimulation by applying a body contact to myself. It will electrify me and allow me to transfer the electricity with my touch.”
I watched, my eyes wide as Jordan put down the wand, then picked up something else. I had no idea what it was he was doing, but the next thing I knew, he was holding his fingers over his sub’s groin and an electrical current passed between them.
Holy shit. That was wickedly cool.
“I can also electrify him with my mouth.”
My entire body heated when I watched Jordan take his sub’s cock into his mouth. He proceeded to suck him, moving up and down the thick shaft as the man rocked and moaned on the table. I wondered what that felt like for Jordan. Did it have the same electrical stimulation? Or was that only for the sub?
Jordan released him from his mouth. “You have my permission to come.”
“Thank you, my Knight,” the man groaned.
When Jordan engulfed his cock once more, the man’s hips shot up off the table, spasms shaking his body as he came.
I found it extremely intense and erotic to watch, and it even ratcheted up my own curiosity.
I was so caught up in what Jordan had done I didn’t pay attention to the fact that he had cleaned up and taken his submissive back to his seat, where he was in the process of tending to him in a loving manner that made my heart swell. It was obvious Jordan and his partner were completely in love.
“It’s our turn, pet,” Master said as he got to his feet. “Please, stand on the table.”
A sense of excitement drowned out the fear of getting up in front of these people. I was nervous but desperate for release, so it made the trip over to the table much easier than I expected. Sir held out a hand and helped me onto it. I was trembling even before Master began inching the dress down, officially “unwrapping” me in front of all the other guests.
