Eyes wide, both mine and hers, we watched Barry bring the rod to her right nipple and press. Using just the very end he pressed her nipple into itself, pushing it into her breast as her screams made my ears hurt with the intensity of her agony.
I watched seconds pass. Take it away, I begged silently. It's too much. Can't you see her pain?
But as I was thinking that Jason whispered in my ear. "If he pulls away too soon it will pull her skin off. He's not being cruel, Kate, he's being considerate. Just relax. That's it. Take a deep breath."
I hadn't thought about that. Of course Jason was right. I knew he was but it did seem like an eternity before Barry withdrew the rod from her nipple. The instant he did, he dropped the rod, reached into a bucket I hadn't noticed on the floor, grabbed something out of it and pressed his hand to Carol's blistered nipple.
With his hand wrapped around Carol's tit I couldn't see what he was holding so I asked Jason, who informed me that it was ice.
Jesus!
Fire and ice! What Carol's body must be feeling!
Her screams had faded to a mournful moan as her body shook in the framework that supported her. It did support her, she was hanging from her wrists as Barry continued to sooth away the heat he had just applied. I could tell they were talking, but couldn't hear the words.
Thus I was surprised as hell when again Barry reached for another rod and placed it against her flared ass cheek as Carol again was screaming. I was sure that I was not ready for that kind of pain. Hell, I screamed when I burnt myself on the oven.
Milder heat, maybe. But not Barry style.
I reconfirmed that opinion when he burnt her other ass cheek. Then the top of her slot. I could smell her hair burning with that one and knew that as far as accepting hot went, Carol far surpassed me in that category. Heated items, sure. But not red hot ones. I could definitely see why it had taken Barry a long, long time to convince Carol to submit to it. I didn't think I ever would.
But who knows. Maybe. If Jason really, really wanted it, I might. But not for some time at least. There was too much else I wanted to try.
With the burning of the top of her pussy slot, Barry changed techniques. Using vastly cooler rods, but still quite warm ones, he proceeded to heat up Carol's flesh. All of it: from boobies, to belly, to pussy and ass. She wiggled and put on a good show but we all knew that it was that. A show. Oh, yea, she screamed but only mild red marks were left in the rod's wake as he covered her body.
Finally he set the rods aside and took up several strands of thin rope. Thin rope that he used to bind up her breasts in. Around and around they went. Each circuit compressing her tits near her chest wall. Each rotation making her tits balloon and swell out in an amongst grotesque fashion.
It was not grotesque to Carol. Hell, she loved it and no one had any doubts to that fact. As Barry wrapped more and more ropes around her tits I had no trouble recalling that the tit wrap was her reward for Barry's rods. It was obvious that she thrived on having her boobs bound in yards and yards of rope.
Soon her tits were a consistent shade of deep red. No longer could I see any evidence of the rod's effects as with a twist Barry tied off the ends of the ropes and walked around her. A second later his cock was buried balls deep up her tipped back ass and they were fucking away like a couple of teenage rabbits in heat.
I smiled and looked around the room.
Betsy was still bound to the bench. The weight was still hanging from her clit ring. Her ass was flaming red from all the attention she had received.
Maggie's pussy lips looked to be about a mile long as she swung her weights. There was a huge smile on her face, too.
Karen was still bound as she had been, her nipple rings pointing out for all to see as the vibrating dildo kept chugging away in her snatch.
Susan was supporting her own breast weights as her ass glowed in the light.
And Carol was radiant when Barry pulled away and ran a hand over her wrapped tits.
As my eyes canvassed the room I also noted that all the men were now looking at me and Jason.
My time had come!
THE END