"I never thought about pain as being something you'd want..." Her eyes flicker up to him and her hand draws back. She's about to open her mouth to ask something else, when he gives her a rather gentle (if pointed) reminder about her current state of dress. She blinks, blushes and then nods silently, feeling a bit sheepish. She reaches behind herself to fiddle with the catch of her bra and then slides it off, revealing bare breasts (and hardened nipples, the flesh pebbled).

Then she raises her hips and hooks her thumbs into the waistband of her panties. There's a moment of hesitation and then she simply slides them off of her hips and down her legs, leaving them in a little pile on the floor. She folds her hands in her lap, knees pressed together.

"...I want you to - to show me what you meant about pain."