"You would be able, yes."  Gerlinde says with a sly grin raising the rim of her plush lips.  She allows that curl, even shows it to the mirror.  There is no reason that Lisle kitty should not know where this idea comes from - what authority supports it; what power.<br/><br/>And she feels thrillingly powerful - brazen like a figure on a high mantle - as she plucks up the antiseptic swab and begins to clean the region of Lisle kitty's tailbone.<br/><br/>"Able, though likely not allowed.  Still..."  Gerlinde's eyes flash to draw Lisle kitty's.  "...they would not know that.  For all they would know, the Kommandant herself would have ordered them installed.  A defense for her pet, to ward off unofficial playmates."<br/><br/>Gerlinde discarded the swab and showed some teeth.  An image of kitty nipping an invasive prick stirred her humor and her heavy sex alike.  She moistened as blood stained her mind's eye.<br/><br/>"So would you actually use them?  It is unlikely."  Gerlinde picked up her syringe of local anesthetic.  She angled it precisely.  "But the threat alone, Lisle puss - that is the key.  Fear is weapon enough.  Your cute, tiny kitty needle teeth would send a message:  The Kommandant's property is protected."<br/><br/>She inserted the needle and injected the anesthetic, mind milling over thoughts of sharp things.