Dear God, had she really just said that? Nadia held her breath, staring up at Carl. It had sounded foreign and alien to her own ears, and yet they seemed to have sparked a blaze in the pair of them. There was a pause between them and Nadia swore her heart stopped while she waited to see what happened now. Something passed between  the two of them, she saw Carl grin, and then Jamie's purring voice drew her attention down ward. Being called a good girl sent a curious thrill running through her blood stream, and yet... it felt awkward beyond belief. Carl's hands moved toward the horrid things clamped down over her nipples and Nadia sighed with relief, ready to have them gone... and then his hand's backed away without touching them. Frustration and anger surged out of nowhere. He'd said they would take them off!<br/><br/>Two fingers eased there way into her body and Nadia froze, her eyes glazing over as they widened in shocked surprise. They curled inside her and she bit down hard on her bottom lip as she whimpered. They teased that sweet place with a touch so soft it was torture to endure it. Muscles spasmed and her body trembled, but it was too light a thing to give her the release she so desperately needed. The talented tongue that had been driving her slowly insane with its attention finally targeted what Nadia most needed as Jamie finally lavished attention on the tight, aching bud. The blonde seemed to lap at her skin with an aching tenderness before her lips closed around the tender bud and sucked.<br/><br/>Nadia yelped as if in pain as her back arched up hard. The gentle hand on her stomach kept her from jerking around or squirming, but her legs still trembled and her arms reflexively pulled against the ropes. Her entire body was reaching out, straining for the promise of sweet relief, and yet every time it seemed with in her reach, it was yanked away again. Every time it was there, within reach, Jamie snatched it away again until Nadia was a whimpering mess. The tormented need swamped her mind until there was nothing else. She shudder and shook as if she were coming undone, but the sweet promise always escaped her at the last minute. It played havoc on her mind as much as her body. The inner strength she clung to, the sense of control over herself and her life, they slowly faded beneath the weight of knowing her torture would go on as long as Jamie wanted it to go on. She couldn't stop her, couldn't make it end of her own will. She had to wait until Jamie gave her relief, or she would never have any.<br/><br/>And then, something shifted. Something changed and gave way. Those gently teasing fingers inside her slit changed from playfully fluttering inside her to stroke her over sensitive flesh with a demanding vengeance that force the air from her lungs. The lips and tongue that had been torturing her latched onto her skin and suckled viciously at flesh far too over sensitized to bare it. Nadia practically yowled as Jamie purred against her and seemingly sending vibrations shuddering through her entire body. Just when she thought she might die from pleasure, Carl was there, removing the nipple clips to ease away that last bit of pain, and then his mouth latched onto one of those hypersensitive buds, his fingers found the other, and Nadia screamed.<br/><br/>Something snapped, gave way, and for a second, Nadia was frozen stiff. Her heart didn't beat, her lungs didn't breath, she didn't even really see. Everything faded, and then it all came back with a raging vengeance as her body bucked and writhed, assaulted by wave after wave of ecstasy. Pleasure far too intense for one so inexperienced seared every nerve ending, tore through every muscle, and left her screaming and fighting against her own orgasm as it dragged her down. Between the pair, she thought she might really go insane from what they had done to her. At first, it seemed like it would never stop. As it was, it was some minutes before Nadia's lithe body finally stopped squirming and struggling, and finally, finally collapsed into a gasping, half-sobbing heap.<br/><br/>Sure, she had had orgasms before... but not like that. Not one that left her body weak and strung out as if she had spent the last five hours running full tilt. Her skin hummed with sensation and every little touch made her whimper and jerk away, almost terrified it might happen again. Too much... just... too much. There was too much to feel, too much to know. Nadia felt thoroughly used, and thoroughly sated... but the idea of walking home after this made her trembling worsen. There was just no way... there was no way anyone could endure something like what they had just done to her and then walk a few feet. Five miles was just.. out of the question.<br/><br/>And they wanted to do more... oh God, they were going to do more! Nadia whimpered and hid her face against her arm. What had they said? One orgasm for each rope... could she survive that? Could anyone? A desperate panic started to settle in, and Nadia wanted to scream 'peaches' just as loud as she could. Could she ask for a break? For them to let her breath? Would they become angry? Fear made her clam up and Nadia simply lay there, shivering in silence, waiting in an unusual blend of anticipation and horror for whatever came next.