She looked relieved when he unhooked the ring. "It just looks painful and I don't want to torture anyone ..." The the last part of what he said registered. "You want me to ... oh ..." She swallowed and shifted in her chair. "Hang on." Standing up, she walked out of the picture and he could hear some clicking in the background as the happier, bouncy music stopped. A new sound came across, a slow and sensual saxophone beginning to play.
When she reappeared, her movement was slow and timed with the music, lulling herself into the sensual mode so she could do as he asked. As she sat, her hands rubbed along her thighs a bit before running up and massaging her breasts, tweaking her nipples just a bit like he liked. Then she let her hands drift down, fingertips running along the inside of her thighs as she opened them and giving the first real glimpse of her womanhood.