the ceiling and then over to a motorized winch. With just a tap of a toe, his captors could raise his arms. He heard the motor whine as he felt his hands head towards the ceiling. Jim soon found himself bent over from the waist, trying to ease the strain in his burning shoulders. His hands were raised up far above his head.

A leather helmet was placed on his head. He felt the laces at the back being drawn tight as the leather molded itself to his face. The lower portion of the mask went all the way down to his neck, and this too was laced tight. The helmet had a steel brace around his chin which held his mouth closed and a pad which covered his compressed lips. No sound would escape from the evil black prison. His eyes and ears were left uncovered so he could hear and see all that went on around him.

There was a ring fastened to the very top of the helmet. They clipped a chain to the ring and pulled it toward the ring in his raised arm binder. The chain was shortened until his head was pulled painfully back, forcing him to stare straight ahead at his tormented wife.

They both watched, him silently, his wife alternately screaming and pleading as the steel pin was heated before their eyes. The torch soon had the steel glowing bright red. One of the captors held the pin with a clamp while the pointed end began to glow.

When they deemed it hot enough, another grabbed Julie's nipple and pulled it taught. They both realized what was going to happen at the same time. Julie was unable to move as the hot tip was pressed against her

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nipple flesh and then seared its way all the way through. Jim could not make a sound as he struggled against his implacable bonds. He too was forced to watch and listen as Julie screamed her heart out.

The pin was withdrawn, leaving a cauterized hole. The steel ring was quickly inserted and closed. The sharp end passed through the hole, cutting away any residual tissue. When the ring was fastened, a welding torch quickly sealed the two ends into one. Julie merely moaned as the procedure was completed.

The two were then treated to the supreme horror of watching the same procedure on her other nipple. The captors took their time, prolonging the torment for as long as possible. Julie was nearly incoherent by the time they had finished, and the silent Jim could do nothing but struggle weakly as he watched.

Julie was then released from her horrible tit clamps. Her mistreated chest melons hung from her body. They were two mounds of firey pain, with the steel rings bobbing up and down with every breath. She could only watch in terror as hooks attached to a ceiling cable were fastened to the rings.

Again came the whine of a motor and Julie began to rise up off the floor. She was being lifted by her nipples. The rings were buried so deeply in her large nipples their was no danger of ripping them out. They raised her until her crotch was just above Jim's eye level. Then they stopped and mounted a pole in the floor beneath her.

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