As she began to move faster and faster he grippedher nipples harder causing her to cry out in unrestrained pain, but whenhe released his grip slightly...she moaned at him not to stop, and so hecontinued to squeeze hard and pull the nipples so that the only way shecould reduce the pain to enjoyable levels was to lean closer to him. Hersmall pert breasts were now only inches from his chest, and his hands slidupwards and fixed around her throat gently but firmly, squeezing as hetold her he would let. Her mother dragged out a large silver cross and held it in front of her husband, crying out, “Spawn of the Christ killers! Spawn of the Christ killers!” Heather’s father had enough. Rearing back, he lashed out with his fist, missing his wife and catching the deputy on the nose. The deputy gave a surprised look and fell backwards, landing on his butt. Above him, Heather’s parents went after each other.“Oh, shit!” said Coulter loudly and he jumped into the fray. Within minutes, as Lauren. Noticing it was 7:00 p.m. in Phoenix, Candice dialed Constance’s home number. It was answered, “Hello?”“How’s Constance doing tonight?’Recognizing Candice’s voice she replied, “Fine, mistress.”“I have some good news for you. We’ve located your daughter”“You have? Where is she? Is she all right? When can I see her?”With the same distinct change in voice and tone she’d used earlier, Candice said, “Zander, zander, Taylor, too.”Now, in a flat tone of someone under hypnosis, Constance responded,. Now, my brother will be the first to admit that he’s not much of a dancer. But my jaw dropped open as he started to move - he wasn’t particularly coordinated, he certainly wasn’t smooth, and on any other day I would have laughed him out of the room.But in that moment, I was captivated.I sat back on my bed and watched as he used my bedroom floor as a stage, strutting back and forth, awkwardly wiggling his hips and gyrating his arms.And then, I was hit with a powerful wave of arousal as he lifted.