Electro Torture

[Electric City]

Some more screens from Alina

[Electric City]

and some more!

[Praetor3d]

Megan was desperate.

Her subscriber count was stagnating on her travel influencer channel. She wanted ever so badly to get to the next tier of monetization. She would do anything audacious at this point!

Then she heard about this place. No one had any videos, she would be the first... just think of the views!

But poor Megan...

There was a reason no one had ever taken videos in the streets of this faraway land.

The local state police did not take kindly to foreigners documenting their reign.

"You can't do this!," she screamed as they abducted her off the streets.

She was shocked at how easily they manhandled her petite body. Strong thick hands and forearms easily tore off her clothing. Megan gasped at the thickness of their digits as they thoroughly searched her diminutive body cavities.

But the worst was the interrogation...

They accused her of prostitution, a most heinous crime here. They pointed at the tattered remains of her tank top and cut off jean shorts as evidence. Surely only a slut would wear such a skimpy outfit they claimed.

"No!! Please, I swear, I'm not a..."

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Megan's body spasmed and jerked violently. The explosive current surged through her heavy breasts, she thought they would burst from the pressure. The firm tit meat undulated painfully, amplifying the acute steel bite of the alligator clips.

Through slitted eyes, she noticed the men draw closer, their pants tented with hardening erections...

Megan could only imagine the inadvertent innocent tawdry show she was putting on. From head to toe, she was an erotic sight. Long blonde hair floating in static electricity. Baby blue eyes in submissive rapture, pretty lips, open in shock.

Those pert heaving breasts wobbled seductively, hanging over a sexy trim waist that then flared provocatively at the hip. Long sexy legs, knees inward in humiliation, temporarily hid her dignity.

The air was thick, sizzling with the smell of ozone and electricity, setting the tone to male lust. They knew it... she knew it... soon dozens of men would prove she was a slut...