He felt he had enough, and he wished Madame would take it easy today. His groin was sore, and so was his stomach and chest. Barchetta stood next to him and with all her might kicked him in his nuts. He winced, and he was sorry for thinking she could ever let anything go. She was kicking harder and faster, and with each kick he could feel himself losing it. Finally he broke into uncontrolled screaming, and Barchetta just laughed.