He then lowered some cables from the ceiling. My terror increased as he tied one to each of the clamps. He then rotated a handle to raise the cables a...ain. I looked on disbelievingly as the cables tightened and started to pull on the clamps. I watched my nipples and clitoris stretch and strain from the pressure, pain ripping through me as my screams echoed around the room. He took off his clothes, opened a press, took out a harness and put it on. He then went to the bench and came back with a. " You jerk! You're a sick fuck, you know that Henry?" I said as I set hiscup of coffee in front of him then reluctantly took my seat andcontinued as I tried to wake up and blinked through bleary eyes. I couldfeel the panic returning but tried to play it as best I could to diffusethe situation. "Yeah, yeah you caught me alright. It's just a once in awhile hobby. You're a writer, you should know a bit about everything soit shouldn't come as that big a surprise," I went on. He continued looking at. ”He looked at me with those big brown eyes, and I swear I saw tears forming as he spoke, “You were never a mistake. The mistake was me being a fool and letting you get away.”I sat there, taking in what he had just said. And then I knew. He still loves me.Andy started to get up, “I’d better go.”I came to my senses. I held up my hand to stop, Andy. “No, don’t go.” I got up, went over to him, took his handsome face in my hands, and kissed him on the lips. “Ron won’t be back for a couple of. “So you two are going to the hospital?” Aunt Sally asked, “I hope everything goes alright.”“I’m sure it will: just a routine check-up after all.” Mom said. “What are you up to?”“Still looking for a place to live. I’m meeting a real-estate agent today to see if we can find a good place at a low price, and away from any undesirable neighbors.” She shuttered. I assume she was probably thinking something racist, despite the fact that she had not yet actually made a racist comment. It was just the.