ok, i am technically not supposed to get political here, but stick with me because this story absolutely turns into a femdom experience.

right now Madam is traveling, so i am mostly home alone, holding down the estate and trying not to burn anything down while she is away. but “mostly alone” around here still means people drift through, and last night one of Madam’s friends came to stay and enjoy the amenities of the house.

which, of course, includes duckie.

her name is Mona, and she is one of those people who has spent her whole life fighting for causes she believes in. protests, organizing, activism, community work. the kind of woman who somehow radiates both kindness and danger at the same time. honestly, i adore her.

last night she was talking about a segment she saw on Rachel Maddow about this parody video game mocking the administration and the whole absurd escalation with Iran. apparently some activists put actual arcade cabinets in DC and also released an online version people can play from home.

the game itself is ridiculous in the funniest way possible. you play as trump wandering around the Oval Office shredding files, talking to jd, Melania, cabinet members, declaring war, and generally stumbling through chaos while everyone around you acts equally insane.

and this is where Mona’s sadistic streak kicked in.

she decided i was going to play the game with “enhanced immersion.”

next thing i know, she has me sitting in a chair while attaching little pads from an electric tens unit to me. mostly around my thighs, but also on my shaft and balls.

then she handed me the controller.

every time something ridiculous happened in the game, she hit the controls.

hegseth appeared congratulating me on bombing someone? ZAP.

jd started rambling about completing trump’s mental fitness tests for him? ZAP ZAP.

Melania yelled at me for not shredding the trump-epstein(tm) files fast enough? BIG ZAP.

i was laughing so hard i could barely play, which only made Mona laugh harder, which somehow always led to more shocks. by the end i was squirming around in the chair like an electrocuted muppet.

and yes, because my body apparently betrays me constantly, i was so turned on by the whole thing.

the game itself is genuinely hilarious, but Mona’s little “interactive enhancement package” made it unforgettable.

and the funniest part? the game’s ending condition.

if you want to quit, you have to find Melania and ask her to hold your hand.

honestly? that really is game over. 🙂