To land a date with me, a “man” has to have some special skills. This admirer is convincing both as an upside-down, hanging ashtray and as a living test subject for my new electronic flash thingy. It’s not just the glowing ash from my cigarette that sends a sharp tingle down his outstretched slave’s tongue - it’s also the targeted electric pulses that make him flinch every single time. Exciting, humiliating, unforgettable. Truly a sparking, electrifying date.