Sam pulled his legs off of the table as best he could, his arms reaching out to wrap around Shadow.  Even with the scent of Stine obscuring her scent, she still smelled wonderful, and his head rested on her shoulder for a second, giving her a small kiss where her neck met her shoulder as he embraced her, his skin reveling in the wonderful feel of her breasts.  His grip relaxed slightly as he slowly slung a leg over the table, bending at the knee to come down on his shin.  He did the same thing with his other leg, slowly and carefully lowering himself to the floor on his knees.<br/><br/>His eye was caught on Shadow's chest, somehow he had never really noticed the beauty of a woman, even his girlfriend.  Yet Shadow excited him in a strange way, and he chose to ignore his feelings, slowly shuffling on his knees on the cold stone floor towards the X that Shadow had gestured to.  His head turned slightly to a small cage, and he caught himself whimpering a little bit, imagining having a collar put on him like a dog, and being locked inside a cage except when he was to come out to play.  The thoughts made his erection grow even more, and he blushed as he turned his eyes back on the St. Andrew's cross and shuffled even faster, moving quickly to the base of the restraint.<br/><br/>Sam's hands grabbed onto the cross, and he began slowly pulling his way up into a standing position, grimacing with pain as he put his weight on the stumps of his feet.  Blood began to seep from them as he put more and more weight on the stumps, and his world was quickly becoming agony.  He grasped a leather cuff connected by a short chain to the top of the cross, and stuck his wrist through it, pulling the cuff closed with his other hand.  Barely a second later, his legs gave out, and his body thrashed against the cross, bruising him in several places as he hung bleeding and in pain by his wrist.  Had he a tongue to cry out with, he would have been screaming at his self inflicted pain.  As he did these things, his eye never left Shadow's, even when he could put no other expression on his face than one of absolute pain and horror.