Panting and sobbing all the more, calling you all sorts of names through her weak voice as you get ready the ring and making it nice and hot. Tears in her eyes making it quite hard to tell what is going on, as her struggling only getting more weaker as you grab onto her furry mound and push the red hot silver through her flesh. Rolling her head and screaming out nice and deep, feeling the searing metal sink and go through her sensitive nipple, before you finally clasp it closed. Even with the heat dying down, the burning sensation of the silver continues on.