The tool relented. Her body bounced back up out of the water with a splash, just another mechanical element in the middle of this apparatus, as the spring lifted her once again to his waist level. Water streamed from her flushed face and down the tangle of her hair. Katie could just glimpse, in the monitor, the visible line of pink across her chest that marked where the icy water had reached. No wonder he'd taken off her shock collar; it would have played haywire with her getting dunked like this. He didn't need to jolt her. Every part of her hurt already. She was gasping and shivering uncontrollably. James crouched down to bring his face close to hers, idly tugging at one of her stiff n*****s.
"I hope it's clear by now that you really are nothing but a bundle of nerves, Katie," he said,
