The electricity ran through my body at regular intervals. One second of shock. Six seconds waiting. Shock. Six seconds. Shock. Six seconds. For over an hour this continued. I couldn’t see or hear but I could smell three people. One sweaty, one drunk and one perfumed.
Then the interval broke. Six seconds. Six more seconds. Then the shock for not just a second but thirty. I screamed but couldn’t hear it. Then a long wait. Someone left the room. Before I could figure out who the electricity hit again. Stronger and unstopping. My bowels voided. My heart stopped. I won.
Photo by Britt Selvitelle