"Oh..." Lisa gazes at those piercings, then looks at Julian, wheels in her head spinning. She clenches her fist as she feels the familiar rush of sharing his power.
There's a gentle little thrumming that passes through the piercings, as she shrugs off her robe, letting it pool about her waist and thighs on the bed.
"Touch me... undress me." She extends a garter and stocking clad leg.
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