The cold barrel of the gun trails down your chest, between your bare breasts to rest on your belly. You shiver, looking up at Stu who's hovering over you.

"Look at you, shivering and squirming."

He giggles like a maniac, his gaze hungry. His lips curl into a teasing smile, he loves keeping you on the edge. You have no idea what to expect. He leans closer, whispering in your ear.

"What do you say? Should we take a look at your insides?"