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                                 Jennifer (2)

      Jennifer's handcuffs were attached to a chain hanging from 
the ceiling, forcing her to stand on her toes.  Her ankles were 
chained to a pair of metal rings fixed in the cement floor, about 
three feet from each other.
      The pain caused by the whip had gradually faded.  She did 
not know what was to happen next.  Blindfolded, she could not see 
what her lover was doing.  But she knew she should wait patient-
ly.  Anticipation and anxiety were part of the meaning of com-
pletely surrendering herself to him.
      He stopped his pacing around her.  Watching Jennifer turn-
ing her head nervously to detect any small indication of his next 
move, he smiled.
      He took her right nipple in his hand, and rolled it between 
his fingers.  Jennifer responded by arching her back to receive 
his long awaited touch.  Her breath quickened noticeably.  Unseen 
by Jennifer, he put on a wicked grin while producing a long 
oriental acupuncture needle in his other hand.
      Without warning, he pierced the needle into her nipple.  
Caught in surprise by the sudden pain in the middle of pleasure, 
Jennifer gasped and let out a weary moan.
      Slowly twisting the needle between his fingers, he sent it 
deeper and deeper into the round pink bud, till the two-inch long 
tip of the needle disappeared completely into her flesh.  At the 
same time, his other hand caressed and fondled Jennifer's left 
breast, enjoying the sensation of the other small nipple pushing 
into his palm.
      Not surprisingly, the loving massage again ended in sting-
ing pain when a second needle was driven into her left nipple.
      He stepped back to admire the sight of the needles rising 
and falling together with her chest.
      Then he entered her.  He moved inside her, starting slowly 
and gradually picking up pace.  The new sensation it built in her 
grew quickly in strength.  But before the pain in her nipples 
subsided, he grabbed both of her breasts in his hands, and began 
to twist, shake, pull and push the needles to the same rhythm as 
his movement inside her body.  Jennifer found herself shaking 
uncontrollably.  Panting and moaning, she was driven to the edge 
of frenzy by this bittersweet orgy of pain and pleasure.
      She came explosively.  Neither of them knew whether it was 
the pleasure or the pain that brought her into orgasm.
      Maybe both.