I like it when they scream. The key I've found is to find a pet's sweet spots. Take this one here, he has extremely sensitive nipples. All the better for me to torment him with. Just look at the way his knees buckle when I clamp my medical hemostats onto his nipples and then squeeze and twist with the mere flick of the wrist. He moans out in such divine agony. It almost makes me feel bad for him. Almost. HA HA!

He never knows when I'm going to strike next. He thinks I'm simply going to apply them and then take them off when the pain becomes too much to bear. What would be the fun i...

I like it when they scream. The key I've found is to find a pet's sweet spots. Take this one here, he has extremely sensitive nipples. All the better for me to torment him with. Just look at the way his knees buckle when I clamp my medical hemostats onto his nipples and then squeeze and twist with the mere flick of the wrist. He moans out in such divine agony. It almost makes me feel bad for him. Almost. HA HA!

He never knows when I'm going to strike next. He thinks I'm simply going to apply them and then take them off when the pain becomes too much to bear. What would be the fun in that? It's no fun at all to take them off slowly without taking a piece of him with them. So I yank them off as his screams bounce off my dungeon walls. Oh slave boy, I am going to have fun with you for hours on end. So just settle in, and surrender to my delicious pain.