The woman's footsteps came closer, passed behind her...and without warning smooth and cool fingers, sheathed in a glove, brushed her neck.<br/><br/>"You are desperate and afraid.  I have no doubt you'd offer me much.  I very doubt you can offer me enough to break my word."<br/><br/>The fingers played along her neck, teasing and tickling, until one gently probed her ear.<br/><br/>"I am curious.  Does your training involve learning about...<em>pain</em>?"