I spent some quality time alone with an electro butt plug tonight.
I've been playing with electro butt-plugs for a while, but it had been some time since one had been in me.
I decided this was going to be familiar exploration, so I got my massager power box, the leads, the adapters and the Folsom Classic Cone Shaped Bi-Polar Anal Electrode.
Lube, lotsa water soluble lube (i like h2o jo). But only on the left hand. I try to keep one hand clean during some types of play, so I get adept at doing things one-handed. In this case it was my left hand that was lubed and my right hand clean.
(It's a technique that I was taught in culinary school for breading chicken breasts. One hand handles the chicken breast dredged in flour and into the egg batter. The other hand removes the chicken breast from the egg and covers the breast with breading. One hand stays mostly dry, the other gets egg and bread crumbs on it.)
I positioned myself naked on my hands and knees. I struggled to get the small plug past my tight sphincter. On the third major try there was a breakthrough and all of the parts were in their proper places.
I brought the electricity power up slowly. Inside me there was a rhythmic thudding a little faster than a heartbeat.
The pulse was emotionally centering. Coming from quick muscle twitches far between it felt a bit like the pulse was a part of me, maybe just a different sorta heartbeat.
Then I set the intensity up a bit. The box that I use requires fine control. And each gradation in the amount of pain pleasure maps to about half a millimeter on the knobs on the machine.
I increased the intensity from friendly, to noteworthy, to arousing, to painful, and briefly beyond painful.
Then I started with the frequency of the pulses. This box only generates square waves. Resistive, inductive, and capacitive human tissue will conspire to reshape the pulses away from square on the body. All things being equal, a pulse that started as a square wave will be blurred and corrupted to tend to look like a cosine wave.
I turned up the frequency. It felt as though it split into a high frequency train of pulses and a low frequency train of pulses. (This was probably two nearby frequencies combining to give beats of cycling magnitude). At still higher frequency the individual pulses gave way to a constant low buzz. Very pleasant. At a still higher frequency this gave a high buzz. Pleasant but for only special occasions.
I experimented with how different levels of power were comfortable at different frequencies.
At higher frequencies it was more pleasurable to turn the intensity up.
I never crossed the threshold of sustained pain. The scenes that I perform don't normally require that. But I think this experience will give me finer control over sensation.