Anastasius watched her, gazing up at her face as he moved his lips and fingers back and forth between her breasts, teasing her hard nipples without mercy as he sought to coax her towards her unwilling release.  He felt the movement of her body beneath him, felt her muscles tense and stretch as she writhed and sought to escape.<br/><br/>And constant as the stars, his other hand worked the tongs.  The cruel metal had warmed but the rough edges still rubbed at her even as he used the tool to work her body to more and more arousal.<br/><br/>"You are going to scream with pleasure," he said, whispering the words against her breast, "You may blame me for forcing your body to betray you if you wish.  Or you may thank me for giving you something besides pain."  Then his lips and tongue resumed their soft and gentle caressing of her flesh.