As if he had heard her cry for mercy,her feet were plunged into a soothing bucket of icy cold water. That, at least,felt very welcome. She was concent...ating on the pleasant sensation in her feetwhen the man turned around with two more sets of weights on springs, reallyheavy looking ones. Her pleading eyes begged him 'No, please, I can't takeany more' and she wept furiously as he hung one on each nipple ring, her alreadysore breasts became alive with bouncing agony as the rings dug into her. Vincent bit his lip. ‘Why won’t…’ The boy’s voice went muffled. ‘Why won’t what?’ Nathan cocked a brow as he rubbed Vincent’s back. Sudden jerking movements and Vincent tore himself away from Nathan, falling out of the bed and onto the floor with a loud thud. He stood up and pulled his pants on. ‘Why won’t you just leave me the fuck alone, Nathan Winters?!’ Vincent had raised his voice, his eyes narrowed. Nathan got out of the bed, standing in front of Vincent. ‘Because when we got here and I. "Deirdre was a playful, delightful lover. Humor is such an integral part of her person, and it seemed to come out even more in the bedroom. She has a sweet relaxed way of dealing with everything.We held each other and talked. I wanted to know about her. All I knew were these basic facts: she grew up in the South; went to Duke; worked for a big consulting firm; was beautiful; was the person I've been waiting for forever. Maybe she didn't feel like the person I've been waiting for forever.My arms. The clenching of the stomach and the spasms. With each spasm I felt an electric shock of a rope of my being passing through my manhood into her depths. I was not thrusting as I had been. my back was arched like a bridge and I kept myself in her depths, not wanting to let any of myself escape her. It was not until my climax had subsided to a dribble that I realized that she was no longer on her knees beside him, but like a rider on a bucking bronco, she was lifted until her toes simply gave her.