Escapology challenge (Anybody can join)

[gagged_Louise]

(((OOC: This one starts at the point when Louise has had a tray of talcum powder placed to the side behind her, and leads up to just before Jenny returns for her latest devious modification of the electric shock charger. I'll be back with the continuation of this later today, so we'll find out what path Louise chooses with the dilemma that she must discover. I'll keep up the flashback covering what happened in ebtween - sorry things have become a bit complicated but I've ben busy outside and didn't want to keep Aurelie waiting longer than needed))).


"You have the choice to rub your hands with the powder, honey". Jenny's words sent a shiver down Louise's spine: she might get a better hold of the electric staff, but it would be at the price of long moments of assault. She thought hard and decided against it for now, the idea of a new long shock made her cringe all by itself and she wanted to spare Felina as well. In her mind, she was waiting eagerly for her co-captive to make progress.

When her grip had failed two times more though, she gave in. Swallowing and then biting into the gag, she let go of the staff and leaned towards the tray of talcum. It was like running through a house on ifre. The violent shocks bit into her tender parts and made her belly wince, and a few meters aaway she could hear Felina's sudden howls as she squirmed trying to get ird of the live current biting into her. Counting out time inside, Louise shut off her awareness of sound and rubbed her hands steadily with the powder, then returned and picked up the staff. She breathed deep through her nostrils and pushed the staff up onto the back of her left hand, grasping its base with the right one. Mercifully, she got it up into position quickly and as she growled made the current stop.

Both women were breathing hard, but at least Louise knew it was going to be a bit easier from this point. She knew Felina was likely getting tired but hoped they would be able opne day to get their revenge on the red-haired sadist bastard.

She would have completely lost grasp of time if it hadn’t been for the waves off noise, clapping and stir from the audience and the sounds of chains announcing that Felina was in motion or still fighting. Three times, she lost grasp of the electric toy and both had to suffer long, agonizing shocks. Louise’s breasts, more than any other part of her body, were burning with pain, the treacly gel spreding deep into her and causing constant, serious pain. She flet completely pummeled and wondered what it was like for the other woman.

The Hostess went on again, telling the hall that fresh motivation was needed and urging someone to come on. Louise didn’t have to ask to know who would heed the call. The audience’s whirring and clapping hands seemed to rise even higher, but she wasn’t sure if something had happened. Tired and sweating, she lost control of the charger once more and was rewarded with a fresh stream of shocks tugging at her privates. The two screamed in unison: rough, muffled screams of agony. To her horror, Louise could hear the Hostess clapping her hands in appreciation of their pain and degradation.