Gracely balked when the needle came. She shook her head slightly, but the threat of the mannequin was enough to make her stick out her tongue. Not without reluctance, though. It hurt, and she whimpered quietly as the needle plunged through her tongue. And then through her most sensitive of places. She kept the whimpers low when the needle stuck through her nibbles, but she could not hold back her scream when it went through her sensitive flesh. Her shoulders rose and fell with heavy breath and her eyes were closed. The cream helped immensely and the pain was quick to fade. And for that she was grateful.<br/><br/>When Gracely opened her eyes, she came to see her Mistress undressing and despite herself, she could not help but let her eyes wonder over her curvy figure. Gracely had always had a preference for woman, and despite the psychopathy and the sadistic tendencies Avabelle's physical allure could not be denied. Her eyes followed shamelessly for that moment as she retrieved the strap-on and then... the syringe?! Gracely's eyes widened and she struggled to turn as she approached. "Hey, wai--"<br/><br/>It was immediate fire. Every nerve ending in her body was set on hyper drive. Her pupils dilated until her irises were nothing more than a thin gold rim. Juices immediately began to form and then run down her thighs, and her pierced nibbles became perk and hard. She was quick to react as Avabelle began to grind against her cunt. Her hips rocked eagerly, and she showed absolutely no resistance when the plug was withdrawn only to be replaced with the dildo. Gracely groaned and thrust her hips back to her Mistress. The aphrodisiac had already made its way to her brain and her lips parted to moan out only two lust filled words. "More....Please."