She stares at her tormentor in blank fury, then as he ´closes in with the needle she closes her eyes. The pin is hideous, it would be even worse if she weren't already a bit numbed by his assault on her left crown. Her lips wrinkle around the ring gag and she yelps with pain, and shakes her calves in a frantic attempt to escape. Then she opens her yes a little and sees how he is holding a cotton tuft wet with white spirit right by her battered nipple. He moves it close to the netrance wound of the needle.

MMMGH!! she growls again, then wailing.