.". There was a crunching noise when the Executioner drove the thick nails through Manuela's wrists after the guard had pressed them against the wood ...of the arranging block. She could still move her hands and the fingers still relatively freely, but everyone could see how she clenched her hands into fists when the next pain for her came. And it did not take much time, because the Executioner now began to screw the metal rings together, with the thorns closing in. With each revolution of the. Vanya lay back on the bed and guided my mouth to her very moist inner lips and I willingly did everything I could to give her the same excitement she had given me and show how much I loved this incredible woman. When she had experienced several climaxes Vanya gently pushed my mouth from her body and pulled me up beside her on the bed where we cuddled happily in satisfied exhaustion.Morning and night for a week Vanya rubbed more cream into the piercings while I repeated the mantra she demanded. “Come in?” He called and the handle turned and door opened. “Well hello Trisha!” Peter exclaimed with a smile on his face. She smiled back at the man who was seated at a desk with a large whisky in a glass in front of him and his laptop open. He looked her up and down as she closed the door behind her. She had changed into a very short black skirt, heels and a black sleeveless top. Underneath she was wearing a tight latex body that showed her athletic body to perfection.“Wow!” Peter. No jumped over theline.Dad's voice was so loud, the windows in my room rattled. He hadn'tyelled at me since I was ten.I ran downstairs and stood there watching him talk on the telephoneand glare at me."You're right. He said what? What did you do? oh I see. Yes, of coursethat's needed.....coach" Dad was a friend of the coach. They talkedoften about me, sports, and so on.But now Dad was acting apologetic..and he never did that before."Yes it's time.....ok, we'll be there Coach"He stared and.