As He talks about imprinting, violet's teary, tired eyes stare into His pleadingly. He mentions tenderizing, and violet's body begins to shake and tremble hard. she moans and shakes her head giving Him an agonizing look of despair.

As the clothespins bite into her flesh, violet's sobs come hard and new. she shakes her head wildly as the fiery pain in her chest pulsates through her body. she is suddenly again aware of the vibe inside her, and her head drops back as her body quivers and convulses painfully. As the wooden clothespin bites into her nipple, violet's head shoots up and she screams out hoarsely.

As He works on the second breast, violet again shakes her head and cries out softly, "No...no...no...no...no..no..." The final clothespin bites into that nipple, and violet gasps in agony as her head again flops backward.

As He slaps her breasts, she sobs out loudly as her head hangs against her upper back in exhaustion and pain. He leaves her like this for what feels like an eternity, the band of fire from the pins intolerable around her heaving chest, her wet pussy dripping from overstimulation, her body bruised and achy from the restraints. violet closes her eyes and prays for it all to end quickly.