Jessica In Shocking Trouble!

              April led Jessica into the kitchen, pushing her toward an over-sized wooden chair.  Someone had placed a sign over it saying “electric chair” and Jessica smiled as she sat down.  April made short work of tying Jessica’s arms and legs against the heavy arm rests and legs, securing Jessica firmly.  Jessica saw that a common game of Trouble had been placed on the table beside her.
             Michael sat at one side of the table, gently smiling at her, all the while toying with the four pieces that made up his team.  Another set of pieces lay in the base of the opponent, where only an empty chair sat.  April reached behind Jessica and brought out several items.  She held the first one up, a long, metal tipped rod, fully an inch thick, and shaped like a vibrator.
              “This is a special type of dildo, Jessica.  It has a special type of stimulation built in.  I’m going to put this inside you.”  April reached down and carefully parted the lips of Jessica’s sex.  Jessica gasped as the cool metal shaft slid deep into her well, settling into place, filling her completely.  Jessica watched as April picked up a small black wire and pushed it into a socket at the bottom of the shaft.  The wire led to a small black box with a dial that sat on the table next to the board game.  Jessica could read the numbers on the dial, seeing it went all the way up five levels.
    April removed two more lengths wires, each ending in small color coded red and black clamps.  Jessica tensed as she saw the exposed metal, bare of covering insulation at the endsl.  April grinned as she lifted both duck clamps and placed them directly on Jessica's tender nipples.  To Jessica's surprise the clamps weren't too tight, gripping her lightly.  Then it occurred to her that it wasn't the clamping that would be the torture.
    Once again it was April who spoke.  “No doubt you are wondering what is going to happen, or how this game is played?  The wires that I have connected to you go to a control box.  The control box sends out a small electrical current of varying strength.  Level one is the lowest.  It is just pure pleasure.  I use it on myself sometimes.  Level 2 is very nice, but much more robust.  Level three is intense and very good for building orgasm.  Level four is wild.  It can push you right over the edge.  But level five is kind of painful.  Unless of course, you’re right in the middle of cumming, then it feels wonderful.
    “Michael is your champion.  He will be challenged by a couple, usually a boyfriend and his girlfriend.  The couple will be your tormentor.  Your tormentor will start the game with one of his pieces already in the Home.  The control box will be set to level one.  Then your champion and your tormentor will play.  For every piece your tormentor puts in Home, you go up one level on the control box.  For every piece your champion gets in home, you go down a level.   If your tormentor wins, getting all four pieces in his Home, then you go to level five until a new champion comes forth.”
     Jessica's head spun from the rules.  It sounded like a regular game of trouble, except that every time Michael's opponent got a piece in the home base, she would get zapped.
    April smiled.  “But there is a catch.  If the tormentor looses, his girlfriend is stripped, strapped into the electric chair, and juiced up to level five.  Then the tormentor must champion his own girlfriend, or watch her shocked into oblivion.
    “What does the champion get if he wins?” Jessica asked softly.
    April smiled.  “A bed, a private room, and you, for twenty minutes.”  She grinned at Jessica and glanced at Michael.  "Ready to play?
   Jessica sighed.  "Do I have a choice?"  She asked.
   April shook her head.  "Nope."
   "Then bring it on."