Hal gladly gave his view. Heather purchasedclothing based on what she and Hal agreed would look best on them. Asthey left the store, Heather shifted t...e bags into Hal's hands. Halpeered inside and stared at the dress, tights and pumps Heather hadpurchased for him. He could not wait to wear them for her. Heather stopped at Pizzeria on the way home for a quick bite. It wasnot Hal's ideal for a wedding night feast, but he dealt with itsilently. They grabbed some slices and headed home to eat. Once. Experience told me that a fountain of blubbering, shame-laden tears was close at hand. Innocent dreams of Hollywood would lie shattered, along with any remnants of self-respect. I would try to offer some soothing words, but mainly I was done with her and needed to get the girl up and on her way. To my surprise however, Stacy proved to be of a different temperament than any other girls I had ever ‘recruited’. “Did I get any on me?” she inquired in a completely deadpan delivery, pretending to. The pain hit like lightning as you roughly dragged the vibrator over the pegs towards my clit, and then back down towards my begging wanton cunt. I wasn’t sure if it was pleasure or pain I was experiencing, the sensations went from one to the other in seconds. Having pulled my dress down to expose my bare breasts now, a peg was clamped over each nipple and then teased some more. As much as it hurt, I was aware my body was reacting to the mixed sensations and I heard myself crying out. But. Jeremy slides the cross underneath her body. Heties her wrists to the crossbar with smooth rope. He slides the dowels holdingthe foot platforms into the right position. Then we all work to raise thecross. Now she hangs, some of her weight on her arms, most on her feet. She isalready crying. We fix the cross into its base. We leave and go out into the living room, leaving the dooropen.We talk quietly, listening to her moans in the background. When they stop,we look at each other. It's not time.