Athena screamed in pain as red hot nails were left to cool on her naked thighs that were yet to recover from the onslaught Heronica had unleashed on them before.
She tried shaking off the nails, but Heron chose to hold the nails in their painful position with a wooden stick.
"How do you feel?" He asked, smiling like a psychopath having extreme fun.
Athena said nothing. She rather glared at him hotly, as she took in deep breaths to quell the pain ransacking her entire being. She felt lightheaded too.
But Heron hated to be ignored. He pressed the nails deeper, laughing evilly when Athena hissed, when her eyes burned with unshed tears.
"I feel okay." She finally managed to say through gritted teeth, still staring at him in anger.
Heron chuckled nervously then. He has never seen a woman like this.
For hours they have tried breaking her spirit, yet she had stayed with her fury, with those beautiful eyes flashing with anger.
