Shelly-Shock

"...H—...w—...wha—...where-where am I??" she asked in alarm. "What happened??"

"Welcome, young lady..." came the middle-aged voice to her right. "...To my laboratory. My name is Adrienne Turner. Human behavior research scientist, and professor of physiological investigation."

"Laboratory"? Well, Shelly thought, that explained the auditory content of what sounded to her like electrical scanning, bubbling and leaking test tubes. Okay, so that took care of the 'where'...

"Well, w-what am I doing here?" Shelly asked next. "And why does everything...feel kinda weird?"

Fielding the latter first, Adrienne said, "Well, you're probably feeling a bit underdressed, and that's 'cause you're naked right now."

"What?!"

"That's right, up to and including that leather device muzzling your genitals."

Shelly couldn't move her hands or feet, but leaving that concern aside for the moment, she wriggled her ass back and forth to feel...

...Nothing but air??

Shelly gasped. "Oh my God, you...you took off my chastity belt??"

"That's right."

"Oh m—...oh God, thank you!" shouted Shelly in genuine gratitude and relief. "But h—...how? How'd you get it off? It was locked!"

"You'd be surprised what you can accomplish, young lady, with a simple pair of heavy-duty titanium shears."

Shelly paused, returning to the real important matters right now. "Whoa, b-okay, but, wait, wait, wait a minute, back up. Why am I sitting here naked, and why can't I move or see anything?"

"Ah, yes," came Adrienne's low, rough voice. "Well, you see, eh...your name, please, young lady?"

"Shelly..."

"Very good. Shelly, I've chosen you as the subject of my current experiment."

Whatever this experiment might be, Shelly didn't think she liked the sound of that, if it involved keeping her held down tight naked in a chair. She told Adrienne so. And while she greatly appreciated this woman prematurely liberating her caged, starved pussy, she didn't at all appreciate her restraining the rest of her. She was still unable to touch herself.

Adrienne's voice broke into her frustrated thoughts. "I understand how you'd feel that way, Shelly," she remarked. "But need I remind you, you did agree to perform the favor I asked of you in return for transportation."

Oh my God, this woman is nuts.

"A—...bu—...this is your favor??!" Shelly exclaimed, struggling against her restraints. "Look, lady—Adrienne, whatever—I didn't agree to this! I'm...I'm glad you took off my chastity belt, but this isn't cool! You can't keep me here like this! I've got rights, y'know!"

Adrienne chuckled. "'Rights,'" she repeated. "How precious. You're adorable, Shelly."

"Y—...my God, you're...you're crazy, aren't you?? Or...mad! You're mad! You're an actual mad fucking scientist! I don't believe this—I didn't think you people actually existed! What the hell are you gonna do to me?"

"Well, you see, Shelly," explicated Adrienne calmly, "We together are going to simulate what is known in the science circles as a Milgram test...together with my own, eh...personal twist."

Shelly waited a few moments before she said anything.

"Does that shed any light on things for you?"

She thought that name Milgram sounded vaguely familiar, but she couldn't put her finger on from where. "Mm...no."

"Very well, in that case I'll give you your instructions. Beneath your fingers on both your left and right are series of three buttons, each in one row on both sides. Do you feel them?"

Shelly lowered her fingers to locate the tangible buttons. "Yeah..."

"Outstanding. You're wearing two attached earpieces, one in each, which will aurally feed you commands. The commands you'll hear will come in patterns of tones in an ascending scale. Three tones of separate pitches. The lowest tone will correspond to the left-most button on either side. The middle tone corresponds to the middle button, and the highest tone the right-most button. You see?"

Shelly really didn't want to do this, whatever it was, but she didn't see what choice she had.

Sigh. "Yeah."

"Good. You will be rewarded for each correct answer, and penalized for each incorrect answer."

Shelly didn't even hear the word "rewarded"; all she heard was "penalized." And she didn't like that one little bit.

"You will have five seconds to begin and finish answering. If you let any period of five consecutive seconds pass before finishing a response, it will be considered incomplete, therefore incorrect, and you will be penalized. Do you understand?"

Shelly nodded, feeling near tears. "Mm-hm," she whimpered.

"I will now play you the three tones, in ascending order, in both ears." Shelly heard her typing on a keyboard as she did so. "If you heard all the tones, answer by pressing the correct buttons in the order you heard them."

Shelly did so slowly and carefully, making sure she was pressing each one just correctly.

"Outstanding. The testing will now begin."

More typing, then Shelly heard her first command: a middle tone in her left ear, a low in the right, a high in the left. "Answer now."

Shelly's heart started beating quickly as she tried to make her fingers stop trembling, felt which buttons were which, and pressed in succession left-middle, right-left, left-right. She answered correctly. The tones did not echo in her ears as she pressed the buttons, so she would not know if she was correct until afterwards. Adrienne nodded, noted her answer, and proceeded to reward her.

What she had not told Shelly was what her reward or penalty would entail—per her own aforementioned personal spin on the experiment—as she wished for the subject's performance to be entirely natural and not initially influenced in one direction or the other. And so what Shelly could not see or detect were the wires protruding from the electrodes Adrienne had attached to her temples, nipples, palms, abs, inner thighs, her ass cheeks, her clit, and the soles of her feet...or the vaginal probe inside her pussy.

And she didn't know what to expect for replying correctly. Adrienne brought to her clitoral hood and activated...a Hitachi wand.

Shelly felt the Hitachi vibrator send a ripple of pleasure through her pussy on the low setting. She gasped.

"Oh, God!" she whisper-breathed as her head went back. That was the absolute last thing she could've seen coming. As so excruciatingly long as it had been since she was allowed to touch her pussy, even the slightest vibe provided by this magic wand and like lightning, back flashed the memory and feeling of such sublime, forbidden pleasure she craved and longed so badly after.

After five seconds, Adrienne took the wand away. "That answer is correct," she reported matter-of-factly.

"Oh my God, you mean I get my vagey pleasured if I'm right??" Shelly practically burst, suddenly much more excited about the experiment. She would almost consider this another form of infidelity, were it not for the fact that she didn't know this going in, and it was happening against her will. Therefore, she didn't feel guilty about it.

"Please do not speak while testing is in progress," was Adrienne's only answer to her question.

She fed her a second series of three tones and told her to answer again. Now eager to feel the sweet sensation of success, Shelly focused once more, pressed the buttons just as she'd heard them, and braced herself with a smile.

Sure enough, correct a second time. Adrienne again turned the Hitachi on her, this time adding an extra second for six total. When she again registered the heavenly vibe pulsing through, Shelly let out an ecstatic squeal, following it with a passion-engulfed moan.

Already going out of her mind, Shelly sputtered out a very thankful, "OhmygoshIlovethatpleasedon'tstop!!"

But Adrienne again ceased, prompting a sad, deprived groan from her subject. "Oh, please!" Shelly begged. "Please bring it back!"

"Again, Shelly, I must insist that you refrain from talking during the experiment," Adrienne reminded her. "Now, your next command." This time, the question included four tones. "Answer now."

Shelly calmed herself down enough to focus again, heart beating as she thought about the wonderful sensation coming back her way as she kept her streak of correct answers alive. She almost didn't remember the fourth tone, but she again performed to par.

She giggled giddily, turning into another yearning moan as Adrienne blessed her with seven seconds of Hitachi heaven.

"Oh dear God...oh dear God..." Shelly repeated over and over as stars danced in her eyes. "I can't believe this..."

The vibrator departed. Her next four-tone command came. "Answer now."

However, this time Shelly misjudged. She convinced her now-flighty mind that the last in this series was low, when in fact it was a middle-pitched tone. Still believing she was right, she pressed the buttons and again waited for the sweet treat on her pussy.

But there would be none this time. She'd answered incorrectly. With a total of fifteen electrodes on her nude body, Adrienne now reached for the battery where all the electrodes were connected. Setting the voltage level to three, she activated the battery and shot a total of forty-five volts of electricity through all the most tender, sensitized regions on the girl's body. Shelly replied accordingly.

"AAAAAAHH!" she yelled, expecting the vibrator. "What the fuck! What was that?!"

"That answer is incorrect," Adrienne told her.

It was?? Shelly thought, genuinely surprised. She really thought she was right on that one, just as with the others. Oh my God, and my penalty for getting it wrong is...electrocution?? She would have to pay a good bit more attention from this point on.

Her next command consisted of five tones. This time, Shelly matched the tones correctly, but unfortunately reversed the sides of the third and fourth. She didn't expect the vibrator quite as much this time, but really hoped she would get it.

She didn't. Adrienne increased the voltage level to four and gave her sixty volts.

"OOOOOOOWWWWFUCK!" Shelly cried in pain. "Oh, come on!" she pleaded.

"That answer is incorrect," Adrienne reiterated.

Shelly felt like weeping. But her next command came, also with five tones. She concentrated as much as she could, entered her response, heard Adrienne type the result, braced herself for three seconds...

...And was compensated with eight seconds of Hitachi euphoria.

"AAAAHHHHOOOHHHTHANKGOD..." Shelly breathed, drinking in the pleasure radiating through her. "Oh, please, God, yes..."

The Hitachi left her body. She squirmed and whined for it back.

"Your next command," was Adrienne's only reply.

Six tones played, which Shelly discerned as well as she could...but not well enough. Seventy-five volts hit her like a truck.

"AAAAAAHHHHHhhhhh!!" screamed Shelly, tears coming out, wrestling the restraints. "Oh, hell! That hurts, you bitch!!"

"That answer is incorrect."

"Yeah, no shit! Fucking psycho!" Shelly shouted.

"Next command." Six more tones. Shelly groaned, entered her answer, bit her bottom lip and shut her eyes as tight as she could.

She was correct. Adrienne now flipped the Hitachi up to its second setting and held it on her for nine seconds. Shelly's body locked. Her hands clenched into fists and her toes into balls on the floor. "Fuuuuuuck," she whispered, back arched, straining for breath and release. But the nine seconds were up, and away went the vibrator once more.

Shelly again sobbed, at the loss of the pleasure. "Oh God, you're driving me fucking crazy," she declared.

"That answer is correct. Next command."

Breaking pattern in her favor, her following question also consisted of six tones, rather than graduating to seven. Focusing with as much mental power as she could summon, Shelly intrepidly punched in her response, said a quick prayer and repeated silently to herself, "Please be right, please be right, please be right, please be right..."

Unfortunately, the fifth component of her current answer was erroneous. Adrienne zapped her with a monstrous ninety volts.

"Please beEEEEYYYYOOOOOOOOWWWW!" Shelly shrieked like a four-year-old child, head flipping back in agony. "FUCK ME!!"

"That answer is incorrect."

Both Shelly's mouth and pussy coughed up a bit of liquid. She wheezed and gasped, badly needing a deep breath. She could feel her muscles spasm. She wasn't sure how much more of this she could endure if it kept getting worse like this.

"Okay, M-uh, lady, look, I'm sorry I called you a bitch. Can we just stop now? I don't wanna do this anymore, okay?" she implored.

"Shelly, the experiment requires that you continue. It is absolutely essential, and you have no other choice."

"But I can't fucking stand this goddammit!" she screamed. "Don't you realize this is torture?! Please let me the hell outta here!"

"The testing will continue. Next command."

Her next command was also six tones. Keeping her mind on the pain, Shelly thought it through, entered her answer, waited...and to her relief and delight, Adrienne mercifully anointed her with ten seconds of level-two Hitachi salvation.

Shelly's breath caught in her throat as she absorbed the flaming passion. She guzzled down the saliva foaming in the corners of her mouth, squeezed her eyes shut and forgot about the time limit, starting to fantasize about just being able to come...OH, to come...

She tried to make each second last an hour in her mind, and she knew it wouldn't be right to focus on the fact that the vibrator was eventually going to be taken away, as by doing so she'd be denying herself her own pleasure. And she'd had waaaaaay more than enough denial to last her the rest of her life. Just keep answering right, she told herself. It's that easy. Just keep answering right and you have absolutely nothing to worry about, and nothing but pleasure to look forward to. It's...that...easy.

It wasn't that easy. She fumbled on her next command. Adrienne upped the ante once again. One hundred and five volts.

ZZZZZZZZZZzzzztt! "YYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEOOOWWW!!"

A mini-flood of tears exploded from Shelly's eyes, soaking the blindfold.

Adrienne's voice was direct and emotionless. "That answer is incorrect."

"FUCK you, lady!" Shelly boomed. "You're the worst! If I ever get outta this I am SO gonna destroy your ass."

"Once more, silence during the testing," Adrienne instructed. "Next command."

Shelly knew she had no choice but to comply. If she did nothing Adrienne would only electrocute her more. She whimpered and did her best to repeat the next, seven-tone pattern. By this point she was starting to expect nothing but shocks, but this time she got a good shock. She was treated to an eleven-second Hitachi pussy massage.

But after all this intense pain, even the pleasure was being bled into by the stinging ache. The ecstasy itself was starting to torment her. And yet, she couldn't get enough. Suddenly, she understood exactly what the old rock song "Hurts So Good" meant.

Her eleven seconds were up. Adrienne again took the Hitachi from her and Shelly let out an angry screech of aggravation. She pulled and wrenched on the chair restraints so hard she could swear her limbs were about to come off.

"Oh, fuck...fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck..." Shelly chanted under her breath. "Please, more..." she beseeched. "Please put it back."

"Next command."

Shelly let her pleasure be her motivation. She paid extra close attention and repeated the following sequence to the finest of her ability. And again her determination paid off. Adrienne allotted her a generous twelve seconds of Hitachi bliss, and also this time rode the wand up to level three. Needless to say, when Shelly felt it, she went (figuratively) through the ceiling.

"OHHH! OHHHHHH! OHHHHHYES! OHHHHHHHH!!" Shelly rejoiced, howling herself into a laryngitic fit, hands helplessly in trembling fists. "Please let me come! Please let me come! PLEASE LET ME FUCKING COME!!"

She could feel it building, over and over, dying down and increasing again. She was going utterly insane. She never imagined these dimensions of both agony and pleasure existed. When she'd originally taught herself how to masturbate, and worked herself up to some impressive climaxes, becoming better and better at it all the way, she thought she'd found the secret to the ultimate orgasm. But this...in a million years of her wildest dreams, she never could have predicted this.

Yet, just as quickly as she'd begun to touch down upon her own private utopia, her dream transformed into a nightmare. Adrienne had given her the next command five seconds ago, and in her delirious, dizzy haze, she hadn't even noticed.

But she did notice being terrorized inside and out by a merciless hundred and twenty volts of hell.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!" she hollered as loud and forceful as the remnants of her voice would carry. It bounced off the walls with a haunting echo. Her face twisted into a portrait of intolerable suffering. Her head drew straight up and back as her mouth opened wide to let out a scream to rival all screams. Her eyes once again pinched shut extra tight. She couldn't take any more. Her brain was on fire. The shocks made her twitch and start to go numb. Her pussy was being stuck from the inside out with a million prickly needles. Soaked from the pleasure of the Hitachi, her practically destroyed cunt expelled and spat miniature splashes of her warm fluid, frothing effervescently at each piercing electrocution. Only her pussy got to feel the joy of the vibrator, but all the most sensitive flesh on her shredded body was assaulted by these inexorable lightning strikes.

"Next command."

The next set of tones was presented, but yet again, poor Shelly didn't even notice. But she did of course still have to pay the price.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!"

She bawled until her forehead ached. Now she knew how being tased felt, she had to presume. Every part of her was twitching and jerking uncontrollably. Surplus spittle drooled from her mouth. Her breasts were heaving and could've been squirting lactate for all she knew. Her heart felt like it could permanently stop at any point. Her cunt was pulsating with such wild bloody throbs her clit was about to burst. And her hands and feet might as well've turned into stumps.

Adrienne could literally not have cared less. She clearly had nothing resembling this poor girl's best interests at heart.

"That answer is incorrect."

Shelly was in utter disbelief that this was actually happening. The whole exploit felt at this point like a horrific out-of-body experience. She knew Adrienne told her to be quiet while she was doing this to her, but this had gone way beyond ludicrous.

"Lady, Miss...Adri—...whatever," Shelly spastically puffed out. "For God's sake, please show me a little humanity. I'm begging."

"Shelly, the experiment requires that you continue," stated Adrienne compassionlessly. Shelly rolled her eyes under the blindfold halfway through the repetition, having heard this before already.

"Yeah, yeah, we already covered that," snapped Shelly, "But if this goes on too much longer, I think you're gonna literally kill me!"

"The experiment will not allow your heart to overfibrillate or fail. Now, I must insist that you cooperate. Next command."

Shelly just hung her head and wept, paying half-hearted attention to the following series of tones playing in her ears. She did her best to repeat the series on the button pads, clenched up and waited for the torture.