Chapter Twenty-One
A True Sadist Part Two
Mike looked on with uncomprehending eyes at the array of instruments that Tara laid on the coffee table in front of him. He was about to learn what they were for and my stomach lurched just thinking of what he was going to go through in the next hour. She picked up the special glove she had made and pulled it on her right hand, then picked a carpet needle from the array and fixed it on the end of her right finger.
“This is much more painful than the regular way to do this,” she said gaily. “That’s why I like it so much.”
Her s****l excitement was like a fog in the air around her as she stepped up to his chest, pinched his right n****e in her left hand and drove the carpet needle through his right breast just behind the n****e. His screams were
