Harshad followed Pranali into the kitchen. He had just spent nearly an hour on the couch with her, holding her in place with his own body, while he teased her nipples unmercifully. Harshad knew how much pranali loved nipple play, the more extreme the better, and he was happy to oblige.

Most recently harshad had affixed two O-ring clamps at the base of each nipple, screwing them into place so her nipples were forced to protrude straight out from her breasts. Harshad had not tightened the tiny screws down as far as possible, because then he'd have to take the clamps off her in about 15 minutes. Instead, he had fastened them just securely enough to keep her nipples erect without danger from loss of circulation. And then, without giving pranali any of the relief she'd been craving, harshad said, "let's go to the kitchen to fix dinner."