Slave Taquin – Session Report – E-stim ElectroPebble @estimsystems

Slave Taquin – E-Stim ElectroPebble

Since the acquisition of theE-stim ElectroPebble many of my regulars have been introduced to its amazing capabilities, may favourite of which being the ability to keep a slave on the edge through a variety of awesome controls.  Taquin was one of the first to experience the intensity of this electro play instrument.  Read on for his report….


It was the day of my session and I was most excited! But also a little anxious. Mistress had mentioned in a text a couple of days earlier that she wanted to use the large wrestling mat that I had bought for the floor of the dungeon and her new electrics toy. I have enjoyed electrics before but also I had had it used against me in an interrogation once. It is a devastating tool in the right hands, and Mistress has shown in the past what an expert she is with it. (I should say that being interrogated by Mistress remains as one of the most wonderfully intense sessions that I have ever experienced).

I entered the HOD locking the front door behind me and removed my footwear in the lobby. Mistress called me through into the lounge. She was wearing black lingerie and looked fabulous. I was instructed to take the large mat that was stood up behind the vac bed in the corner of the room and put it on the floor of the dungeon, strip and wait for Mistress. I did as instructed. A few moments later Mistress entered the room and demanded to know what I had got in my bag. I started to present her with its contents. The first item was a Boots gift card that Mistress was pleased with. There then followed my key safe for the chastity device, my phone, a Viagra pill and lastly the ‘Max’ remote control electric vibrator that Mistress had made me buy some weeks earlier. Mistress asked why I had bought the Max with me. I cheekily replied that I thought she had said that this was going to be an ‘electrics’ session, and that I hoped that the Max was the sort of electrics that she was referring too. She did laugh at my pathetic attempt at humour, which made me happy. She then told me that I would be punished for my cheekiness, which made me scared!

Mistress picked up the leather bondage mittens and strapped them to my wrists. She popped a Viagra into my mouth and made me swallow it with the water she provided. Mistress looked down at my device and teased me with whether or not she would remove it or make me suffer further with her Viagra enthused property. Not surprisingly the device stayed on. I was instructed to lie face down on the mat and Mistress clipped the mittens together behind my back. This was my first experience of the mat. It is actually made to be used for judo, wrestling and martial arts. It is very firm but provides just enough ‘give’ to make it possible for a slave to be laid on the floor for a whole session (as I was about to find out). Mistress asked if I was comfortable to which I replied ‘yes thank you Mistress although the device is pushing up into me a little’. Mistress responded ‘that’s good’ and sat down on my arse to make it significantly more uncomfortable! Mistress put leather cuffs on my ankles and linked ankles and wrists together to form a hog tie. Having observed that I had absolutely no chance of escape (the bondage mitts prevent any of my bad habits) Mistress selected a lockable leather blindfold, applied it, picked up my phone and left the room. I was left alone in the darkness wondering what fate awaited me today.

As always I lay and I listened. I love to hear Mistress going about her work safe in the knowledge that her slave is secured ready for her whenever she chooses to return. And I always feel safe as well. It is the moment when I can become immersed 100% in my fetish world knowing that I am totally at the mercy of my Mistress and her needs. I have no decisions to take and no influence on what might happen. Bliss.

Today Mistress was particularly quiet doing whatever it was she was doing. I guessed that she was catching up with her world online. Sometimes she will use this time to make changes to my phone in order to close any loopholes that I had discovered. But this wasn’t necessary today. I had found it totally impossible to access anything fetish related on it for some time (or on my PC for that matter). I did hear Mistress giggle at one point. I inquired what she was laughing at. Sometimes such a question would be met with ‘it’s none of your business slave’ but today Mistress replied ‘I am enjoying reading your emails’. I wondered what it was that had amused her. I thought about a recent exchange that I had had with Princess (Mistress had given me permission to email with her and so that was ok) and all of my communications with Sissy Mouse on the subject of chastity devices. I am sure that there were lots of opportunities for mirth in those.

I heard the slow purposeful steps of Mistress as she entered the dungeon. My body tensed involuntarily as it knew that it inevitably faced some form of torment. Luckily for me it was hogtied on the floor or the HOD and had no chance of escape. My fetish mind always longs for the return of Mistress. Luckily Mistress has total control of it and every other part of me. I felt the hands of Mistress unclip the link between my wrists and my ankles. I felt the muscular relief as I was able to lower my feet back down to the mat. I then felt Mistress lower herself back down onto my arse putting pressure back on to the device, and me. Mistress leaned forwards and cupped her hands over my mouth, and pulled back towards herself. My back arched as the pressure was applied and my ability to breathe through the discomfort was severely limited. I loved the feeling of Mistress taking ‘hands on’ physical control of me, particularly as there was absolutely no opportunity to resist her as my hands were secured behind my back. After a little while Mistress released her grip and reached down to the mat for something that she had bought into the dungeon with her. In my blindfolded darkness I could not know what it was. I felt a sharp point begin to etch its way across my back. It didn’t really hurt, but I winced and twitched as only someone who fears physical pain ever would. ‘I wouldn’t move if I were you slave. We wouldn’t want an accident now would we’ were the words from my Mistress. I enquired as to what it was that was now being run across the small of my back causing it to twitch involuntarily. ‘It is the tip of a hunting knife slave. And it is very, very sharp!’ Mistress ran the tip of the knife across the soft and sensitive parts of my body. I lay as still as I could and as always had to put my complete trust in Mistress.

Mistress stood up and I heard her footsteps as she made her way upstairs. Of course she had gone to get something from the bedroom, but I had no idea as to what it might be. But I did know that I was about to find out! A couple of moments later Mistress returned and I felt her unclip my wrists from behind my back. ‘turn over onto your back slave’. I did as instructed and placed my arms down by my side. Mistress climbed onto my chest facing towards my feet and pinned my arms to my side with her knees. I jumped as I felt the first splat of hot wax drop on my stomach. Mistress laughed at the effect. The dripping of hot wax, and the twitching continued, all around her property. Eventually I heard Mistress blow out the flame and her say ‘well I think you had better lay very still for the next bit slave.’ She sounded so very happy as she went to work with her hunting knife shaving the wax and any adjoining hair from my body. Luckily for me I am clean shaven down below. (I have been clean shaven ever since one of my very first sessions with Mistress when she had made me stand in the bath with my hands tied behind my back whilst she shaved off all of my pubic hair). Having removed each and every drop of wax from my body Mistress stood up and declared that she had better secure my hands for the next part of the session. This came as both a concern and a relief. A concern about what might be coming next and a relief because I find it difficult to submit completely if I am not restrained.

My wrists were tightly bound in a cross formation across my chest with chains. Mistress had removed my blindfold and I saw her walk across the dungeon and pick up her box of electrics. She informed me that it was a new toy for the House of Deelight by the name of an E-stim ‘ElectroPebble’. As Mistress went about the task of applying the electrode rings around my balls and the base of her property she explained that the E-stim ElectroPebble would allow her to use up to 8 different modes. In the following 40 or so minutes I was introduced to each of them. There was Pulse, Flo, Split, Bounce, Audio, Milk, Squeeze, Tease and Torment. But it is not the number of modes that is important. It is how Mistress uses them. The levels of intensity, the timing and most devastating of all, the edging in between.

Mistress started off gently enough. The E-stim ElectroPebble was turned onto Pulse and I felt the tingling sensation ripple through Mistresses property. Interestingly the point of sensation in my mind was about 2/3rds up the shaft although I knew that the electrodes were placed at the base of it. Mistress increased the intensity further until she was happy that I was experiencing that physical and mental confusion that is created by the space between pleasure and pain. And as the pain and discomfort intensified to a level that was difficult to cope with Mistress gently took hold of her property and started to work away at it. And so pleasure would take over and it felt like the electrics had been turned down (it hadn’t). Mistress can bring me to the edge of orgasm as quickly or as slowly as she wants but once there I fear going too far, being made to endure a ruin and being sent away early from my session. There was absolutely no risk of that happening today. The moment that I reached that point Mistress would zap me with a jolt of electricity and all possibility of an orgasm was crushed in a moment. This for me is what makes electrics such a devastating tool. It gives Mistress the ultimate control of her property, and how she used it against me today. We moved from one E-stim ElectroPebble mode to the next, and each time the intensity became too much Mistress would edge me to almost to the point of no return before crushing me with the next shock. Edging and crushing, edging and crushing. At one point mistress moved the Pebble into sound activation mode. The louder the sound the higher the intensity. Mistress placed the Pebble next to her sound deck and started to play a piece of classical music that I know well. Its name escapes me but I know that it starts quietly but builds over time to a deafening crescendo. I tensed in the knowledge of what was to come. As the piece progressed the jolts running up and down Mistresses property became more and more intense. By this point I was losing it. I didn’t know what I was feeling. So much pleasure, so much discomfort, so much intensity and so much mindfucking joy. Mistress had returned to moving through the E-stim ElectroPebble modes. Edging and crushing, edging and crushing. I opened my eyes briefly and looked up at this gorgeous woman standing over me in stockings and suspenders looking down on me and felt totally and completely helpless and controlled. All I could think was ‘what a magnificent woman she is’. And then I think I passed out. I say ‘I think’ because I am not really sure what happened. It has certainly never happened before but the next thing I knew was that Mistress was standing in a different part of the dungeon saying ‘and where did you just go slave?’ I had totally lost it for a few moments. But then I was back and the process continued on and on. Eventually I found myself being edged once again and getting close to orgasm. Yet again I cried out that I was going to cum. But this time there was no shock, just the soft kind words of Mistress telling me to let it all out as she continued to work on her property.

And I did.

Mistress. You are truly Magnificent!