Chapter 4 Chapter 4 – The Rebar Prayer

The second jolt from the cattle prod slammed into Emily’s pierced clit like a lightning bolt forged in hell.   Her body jackknifed so violently that the zip-ties bit deep into her wrists and the ropes around her ankles creaked in protest. A raw, guttural scream tore from her throat, half ecstasy, half animal agony. Fresh blood welled around the neat stitches Spark had given her, trickling hot down the crack of her ass to soak the sheets. The current made every muscle in her pelvis contract in perfect, merciless rhythm—milking nothing, clenching around emptiness while her freshly pierced clit felt like it was being electrocuted and devoured at the same time.   Through the white fire consuming her nervous