Ready for some electromagnetic spanking?
Draped across your knee, pulled into your magnetic field, I feel your charge. Skirt lifted, knickers lowered, you bring my skin slowly to life as you rub and stroke and nip. You ignite me with your words, rewiring my brain and connecting it, through my body, to you. Earthed and grounded by you, you know I am yours and you begin to spank me, gently at first but building to firmer blows which rain down on me. Your movements are power and they fill me and ignite me, fusing me to you as your current passes through me and we become one.
You continue and I feel the surge within me begin to build. The slow electrification of nerves and synapses pulls me closer and closer to you and switches my body on in places which seem unconnected to the movement. The strikes are harder now and the intermittent shock causes a spike, heat pinpointing and then travelling outwards. I am live. We are live, and the current which flows between us is palpable, almost visible. An arc begins to form and I am so close to you, so much part of you that you feel it come. You see the connection and you channel the energy, creating a seal around us as I pulse and jolt, electrified by you.