You will
[It's amazing, isn't it, how quickly time can pass when one is anticipating the delightful thrill of being shocked? It seems no time at all that Wednesday is strolling through the door, case containing a few of her shock collars in hand. She tilts her head at him, waiting on his reaction.]
[It's amazing, isn't it, how quickly time can pass when one is anticipating the delightful thrill of being shocked? It seems no time at all that Wednesday is strolling through the door, case containing a few of her shock collars in hand. She tilts her head at him, waiting on his reaction.]
[How encouraging, she thinks, that he wants to get straight to the agreed activity. She sits the case down, opening it and turning it round to show off the shock collars. There's a small number, of varying voltages. and it's so tempting to run her fingers over them. But no, pace herself, anticipation is half the pleasure]
Which would you like to start with? They're organised in increasing voltage.
Which would you like to start with? They're organised in increasing voltage.
[Wednesday takes a quick glance he's pointed too before nodding her agreement. She looks around]
Shall I sit?
Shall I sit?
[Wednesday looks at him, and then makes off in the direction she assumes his bedroom will be in. She's good at finding places]
[It made the most sense to her, at least, and she doesn't really inspect the room much beyond noting that the odd mismatched look to it all is - in her eyes - homey.]
[She picks up the collar, and shows him the small keypad, typing the the code carefully and clearly]
It will click into place, and then you will need to type the code to release it.
[She picks up the collar, and shows him the small keypad, typing the the code carefully and clearly]
It will click into place, and then you will need to type the code to release it.
[Wednesday sits, and turns enough to let him be able to put the collar around her, her braids carefully moved out of the way, and her head lifted to give enough space for him to fix the piece in place]
[Pain in general was a kink for Wednesday, and while she had been shocked before - the electric chair had been her favourite toy in the playroom as a child - this was a very new context to it all. A type of context that added a bit of a new thrill to it all, and she watched him in her own still manner. There was a self done appeal to him. The hack job of a fade suggested home styling. Everything suggested being put together on the fly]
[Yes, he would do very well for this]
There's a compartment on the top side. The remote is in there. You'll find you can increase the voltage on each collar by a small percentage.
[Yes, he would do very well for this]
There's a compartment on the top side. The remote is in there. You'll find you can increase the voltage on each collar by a small percentage.
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[As the shock hits her. Wednesday's straightens, taking a breath inwards and looking up]
...Acceptable.
...Acceptable.
[There's another deep breath as the shock hits, her shoulders a little stiffer this time.]
... A bit above acceptable.
... A bit above acceptable.
[The closest thing Emori has had to love before John was Otan. He took care of her, but he seemed to resent her, hate her a little. She loved him, because even if he didn't like her much, he still kept her safe.
Then Murphy came along and made up for all those times she wasn't touched. She raises her arms so that her sleep shirt can com off.]
Then Murphy came along and made up for all those times she wasn't touched. She raises her arms so that her sleep shirt can com off.]
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