Starting point from VoltsJolts
from voltsjolts@yahoo.com
WARNING, do not repeat any of the acts I describe
here. They were dangerous and could have resulted in
serious injury or death. This is a true personal
account of how I got involved with bdsm. It was
extremely stupid and dangerous and I could have killed
myself multiple times. Do NOT repeat any of the acts
described here, this account is strictly for your
amusement.
I am a grown adult now but got into bdsm, electric
play, and self bondage on my own early in life with
absolutely no influence from anyone else. It is a
bad idea to say what exact age I started but let's
just say it was the very beginning of puberty.
I was playing with an instructional electronics kit
and made a mistake involving a relay and an audio
transformer and produced a square-wave ac signal. I
touched the transformer output by mistake and felt a
shock. The feeling immediately captured my interest
so I explored further by touching two wires to various
parts of my body. Fortunately, I knew enough safety
to not do anything stupid across the heart. After
playing with feet, legs, and butt cheeks i tried
sticking one wire up the ass. With the contact area of
a single bare wire being so small the sensation was an
instant pinpoint of burning but I knew there had to be
something worth further exploring here.
The first step was to go from a mistake to a serious
electro stimulation circuit. I used a simple relay
interrupter hooked up to a transformer. The frequency
was too high at first and kind of tickly buzzy so I
added a capacitor to the relay to slow it down to
about 50hz and get the most muscle reaction which is
what I liked. The sensation wasnt strong enough so I
found a way to produce more output. The audio
transformer was small so I pulled a larger one out of
a broken radio. That made it too strong so I added a
variable resistor to the output circuit to adjust the
intensity.
Next, it was time to make and test various electrodes
using household items and see what they felt like.
Larger surface area contacts produced less burning and
more of a deeper shock than small contacts. Also, if
one electrode was large and the other was small then
all of the sensation of shock would come from the
smaller side. From anal experimentation, I found that
the greatest sensitivity was 1/2 to 1 inch inside.
Placing electrodes deeper in didn't do much even with
full power, just produced a kind of weird sick
nauseous ache inside. Got scared I would damage some
internal organ and stopped with the deep stuff.
Finally settled on an insertable anal two-contact
using a capped plastic tube with a foil strip taped
along either side.
It is hard to remember or describe exactly what I
first liked about doing this. The sensations were just
so addictive. Somehow I just liked this specific kind
of pain and wanted more of it. I kept wanting a more
powerful sensation and started adding more batteries
and an even bigger transformer. The circuit was
eventually capable of an output level so high I didn't
have the raw nerve to turn the resistor all the way
down.
After a while I got bored with the things I could do
willingly and wanted to feel out of control with it so
I used a wind-up mechanical timer hooked up to an off
switch to produce a timed shock. I would try to just
lay still and take it until the timer ran out but I
had to keep reaching over and turning up the shock to
get more effect. That was fixed by hooking up a
second timer to the variable resistor so the intensity
would start out very small and automatically build up
to maximum. At first I would always test it out
briefly at max with the electrode in my ass and make
sure I could really tolerate it full strength before I
started a scene. That got boring too so I started
adding more batteries and starting the timers without
knowing how strong it was going to be when the
resistor reached zero. Even with all the timers there
was still some level of control since i could just
reach over and turn it off any time.
This was the point where it became an obsession even
at such a young age. I was addicted to this exact type
of anal pain and nothing else would turn me on. Here
is the kind of self-bondage scene I was into less than
a year after starting down this path:
I would start by hot-melt gluing a 1 1/2 inch
diameter, 6-inch long dual electrode into my ass so it
wouldn't fall out when I thrashed around. The glue
kept it in there pretty good but also used a harness
of metal cable with a lock. The power source was now
fully automated with delayed start, measured shock
duration, and automatic power level increase timers.
It sat 6 feet away the bed locked in a desk with a
heavy cable leading out and over to my ass. The room
was pitch dark but there was a light on another timer.
My feet were tied to the bed posts and there was a
restraint for one hand using a combination lock. Once
I closed that lock there was absolutely no return
because I could not see the dial in the dark. I kept
the other hand free to masturbate but made sure there
was no way using all of my strenght I could ever
remove the electrode or free myself.
It was an unbelievable feeling just waiting there in
the dark anticipating what was about to happen. My
heart beating fast counting the seconds listening to
the timers tick wondering when it would start, how
long until the power level built up, exactly how much
shock was i going to get when the resistor reached
zero this time.
As the shock started it was always just a tickle at
first but the sexual excitement was undeniable. After
about 6 minutes it went from tickle to pain and I
started to masturbate. The charge slowly increased
and the feeling was pure pleasure so strong I'd get a
ringing in my ears. After the orgasm hit me and
started to fade, the shock-induced pleasure would turn
against me and became just pain. Still, the timer on
the resistor ticked down, slowly but monotonously
turning up the voltage bit by bit. It would start to
hurt so bad I twisted around in bed straining at the
restraints in vain. It was no fun now, why did i do
this to myself and it was too late to ask now. I just
couldn't stop it no matter what I did. My whole ass
was on fire, muscles clenching, agony ripping through
my rectum. I used a gag to prevent screaming out loud
and would end up panting through my nostrils as fast
as possible because of the pain. Maybe it took my
breath away so much I could not have screamed without
the gag even if i tried. There was no way of nowing
how much time was left or if the power was all the way
up yet. It just went on and on like that for about 40
more minutes while I sometimes convulsed and cried
continuous silent tears helplessly knowing there was
absolutely no way to stop the pain until the timer ran
out.
That was the exact mental feeling I grew addicted to
and I perfected a way to achieving it any time I
wanted it. When the shock timer finished it would turn
off the shock and then a minute later the light came
on so I could undo the lock. It was hard to do with
the pain so strong my fingers would be shaking and
making mistakes while trying to dial the combination.
Sometimes I would repeat the whole process three times
in a single night. I had even grander fantasies of
going further and forcing myself to take it all night
in one big dose until I lost consciousness. I got
dizzy sometimes but never found a way to reach that
point on my own.
-voltsjolts
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