<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote from: Bliss</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"...if anything, it made it worse as she anticipated the soundless popping sensations of the clinging nerves giving way, and then again she sang for him - a sharp scream at the dark ceiling above as the tooth twisted wetly free, and her body arched in the chains..."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote from: Amberghylles</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"He relaxed the tongs, freeing her nipple and running the bloody tool up and down the soft valley between her breasts, leaving trails of her own blood against the skin there."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Acutely painful reading.  Fine work at the art of agony, both of you.