I can’t take it anymore,” I breathed, completely lost in unbearable pleasure.

Through a dense haze of euphoria, I heard Helium call my name and give a final push. Another wave pierced my bare nerves, and I hung exhausted on the ring."You're not a sadist," I concluded as Helium placed a glass of fresh coffee in front of me. We went back to his room and he insisted that I have breakfast.

- How did you determine that? he smiled wryly.

“Okay.” I took a sip of some hot strong drink. - Maybe a sadist, but not in relation to me.

Now I was sure of it. If Helium really...