"Well little slut," growled Nevada, "I warned you about closing your legs, didn't I?"

Julia, astounded, could only nod yes. As soon as the flogger touched her aching pussy, Julia had felt an incredible, irresistible urge to squeeze down as her orgasm began. But when she squeezed, she closed her legs about the rubber strands that were causing her so much pleasure and pain. And that was the problem.

Now it appeared she was going to pay for her transgression. And pay dearly.

Angered, Nevada had yanked the rubber flogger from between the poor girl's legs and smacked her hard, once, across each breast. When Julia cried out, Nevada had told her to "shut the fuck up!", and swiftly stuffed a rubber ball harness gag into Julia's mouth.

Tears welling in her eyes, Julia could only watch helplessly as the now angry slave mistress wheeled over a punishment frame. The insidious looking device would hold Julia immobile and uncomfortable while Nevada released her wrath.

Julia's feet were released from the steel boots. The frame was pushed behind her - she could feel the cold steel press against the back of her thighs. She had no choice - she raised both legs, placing a tremendous strain on her suspended arms, and found herself perched, legs spread wide, on a V shaped device. But the frame did not have a join on the apex of the V; instead, Julia's ass and pussy were exposed in a semi-squat.

Nevada quickly ran leather straps across the girl's thighs, pinning her to the frame. A strap just below the knee and a second strap at the ankle fixed her legs in place. Nevada lowered the suspension bar so she would have access to Julia's wrist cuffs. One at a time, she locked them to the frame at a spot right by the girl's feet. Another, longer strap was passed around each arm and leg where the elbow touched the inner calf, rendered her immobile. Now Julia was compressed into a very stressful squat, her breasts hanging down and easily accessible; her anus, clit and labia even more so.

Finally, Nevada snapped a hook through the D ring at the top of the ball gag, and raised the chain. Julia's head was now securely suspended, facing forward. There was no possible way for her to move her head down or back, only from side to side. The strain on her neck and shoulders was intense.

Julia's eyes were wide with terror. Nevada's eyes narrowed and gleamed with vicious pleasure, like a serpent about to strike.

With powerful strides, the slave mistress crossed the room and picked up the hose once more. Julia protested into the rubber ball, but only pitiful mewling sounds came out. She screamed in her throat as the cold jet of water hit her breasts. Part of the stream shot through the valley between them, and passed over her belly and pubes. Her eyes scrunched shut at a blast of water against her face. The water gushed up her nose, making her snort like a bull.

Nevada laughed, then went behind the frame and sprayed Julia's back. She traced her way down the vertebrae of Julia's spine and into the valley between the girl's cheeks. Another scream from her prey as the water blasted against tender, sensitive flesh.

The nozzle clattered as it hit the floor. Nevada crossed the room once again, first turning off the water at the faucet, then picking up a slender golden colored wand.

"No marks, my dear," she said, tapping the metal device against her palm. "And no marks will I leave!"

She reached forward and ran the rounded tip of the metal device against Julia's shoulder and down her arm. There was a soft click!. And suddenly Julia screamed.

"Oh, poor 27, did that shock you?" teased the slave mistress. "You know, as a slave in charge of other slaves, I get punished if pretty little things like you don't live up to my Mistress's expectations. I don't like being punished."

Another click! And touch of the wand, ever so light. The current jumped with a purple spark from the golden tip to the soft white flesh. Another touch, another click, another grunt from the tortured slave girl.

"And because I don't like to feel this little toy against my flesh, " Nevada now held the wand up to Julia's face and tapped the tip with a manicured nail. Julia's eyes were enormously round in panic. "I like to emphasize to my charges how well I expect them to perform."

"You, pampered little pet, happened to piss me off because I have been instructed not to leave any marks on your poor delicate body," Nevada cooed. She touched the wand against the sole of Julia's foot. Almost simultaneous with the click, Julia grunted and jumped in the frame. "And because I can't mark you," Nevada continued, "I thought I would be sure to amuse myself with you in a much more creative way."

She ran the golden rod up the inside of Julia's thigh before flicking the switch. Julia moaned in pain.

It was the shock on her breast that made Julia really jump. But it was the electrical kiss of her nipple that made her scream.

"Amazing how a little water conducts electricity, isn't it?" purred the slave mistress. "Just wait until you see how well pussy juice conducts it!"

Julia began to cry. "Maitresse!" she begged in her mind. "I want my Maitresse!"