it was not as if she could manage a sound as he swept her off her feet. It was relieving not to have to take small steps and yes the way he lifted her did help ease the constant tug of the chain. It pooled against her warm skin, she was not allowed to forget about the clamps for they still made the trapped flesh beneath ache. Nathan nuzzled at her throat excited, the man was truly having a blast as he held full control over her small frame and in more ways than one now. All she could do was wrinkle her nose, unable to huff as he commented on how good things came in small packages.<br/><br/>She was laid onto the bed, it was soft and somewhat comforting after the long journey here. She couldn't deny her legs burned a bit from having to focus on each small step. She would not mind the exchange of steel to leather, it didn't cut into her flesh as much, what she did not like was how he tugged her feet back and kept her hands trapped, pinning everything behind her. She looked forward to being free of her restraints, she realized how key the mistake of letting him get that first pair of handcuffs around her was.<br/><br/>He asked her questions, quite amused that she could not muster an answer. All she could do was watch as he stripped away the peices of his clothing. He was right to make that statement, he was sexy. She could not deny this as her gaze drifted across his flesh as soon as it was in view. There was the firm body that would soon claim her, as soon as he was done toying with her. He was like a spider, he had her all wrapped up and hanging in his web.<br/><br/>The man was comfortable as he settled down with his drink. Her gaze was on the bucket of ice, she knew he meant to torture her with this. She felt a bit of panic as he spoke, his hand catching the clamp and releasing it. IT was imminent, the sharp sensation in her nibble, the whine it wanted to bring to her throat. She wasn't sure if the ice helped, it might have made it worse for now the sensitive nipple burned from the cold temperature.  The gag was tugged free and she was allowed to gasp for air as she tried to squirm but her restraints kept her from escaping anywhere.<br/><br/>"b-b-better," she managed to get out, the ice had to be better, soon enough it would feel more relieving even if it was torture. She feared if she didn't say better then she would find him pressing the clamp back and she wanted to be free of them.<br/><br/>The whine was clear, no ball to muffle it.  Her mouth was free and she wanted to ask so many questions but her mind only wanted to focus on his touch, his nude flesh, what was happening? Was she really getting so turned on by this? Did she liked being trapped and treated like this, it was so hard for her to understand. He made it all so confusing.<br/><br/>"h-how long do..." her nose wrinkled, her breath caught in her throat as the melting ice dripped down across her skin. "you plan to torture me?"