Rubber dolls scream with electric neck cuffs 2

The room is a symphony of screams and the stench of burned latex, where two rubber dolls lay sprawled on the cold, marble floor, their synthetic skin glistening under the harsh overhead lights. Their necks are encased in thick, black electric neck cuffs, the kind that deliver a jolt of pain with every flick of a switch. One of the dolls, her face contorted in a permanent scream, has her legs spread wide, exposing her slick, rubber cunt. The other has her arms bound behind her back, her tits pushed out obscenely. The room is a playground of depravity, the air thick with the scent of rubber and the tang of ozone from the electric shocks. The flick of a wrist sends another jolt coursing through their bodies, making them twitch and jerk like puppets on strings.

The sadist behind the camera, his breath ragged with excitement, zooms in on the first doll’s cunt, watching as it clenches and releases with each shock. He can see the wetness coating her inner thighs, the way her hips buck with each jolt. He leans in closer, his lens capturing every detail as he reaches out, his gloved hand sliding between her legs. He fingers her roughly, feeling the heat of her rubber pussy, the way it grips his fingers like a vice. He can hear the wet sounds of her arousal, the way her breath hitches in her throat with each shock. He pulls out his fingers, coating them in her juices, and brings them to his mouth, tasting her. Her flavor is electric, a mix of rubber and something sweeter, more primal. He turns his attention to the second doll, his cock hardening as he watches her struggle against her bonds, her tits heaving with each ragged breath. He knows what comes next, and he can’t wait to see the dolls scream and writhe under the power of the electric neck cuffs and his own twisted desires.