Lauralana hitches her breath as he prepares himself. She braces herself with a look of dread and profound horror at what was about to happen. Her lower lip was tucked between her teeth, and already sweat beads her brow in her concentration to not making a sound.<br/><br/>As he swiftly tugs, Lauralana squeaks as her nipples are stretched taunt, and a shriek is bitten back as the tug turns into a tearing sensation, her teeth first marking and then breaking the flesh of her lip causing the taste of her own blood to fill her mouth as the muted scream was issued.<br/><br/>She too tumbles back, blood flowing freely from her destroyed nipples, her hands clamping over the not-so-perfect globes as she twists to the side and curls, willing the pain to recede so that she could concentrate.