Nope. Make her show off what she’s got.

“What the hell kind of show is that?” you demand. “Is this the ECL or a fucking TSA body-cavity search? I want to see you turn some people on. And by ‘people’ I mostly mean me.”

Lady Grace glares at you, but she has no way to resist your order without violating the terms of your agreement. She starts to swivel her hips as she slows down her stripping, unclipping the garters from her stockings and peeling them off inch by inch to show off her long, sexy legs.

“That’s more like it,” you say approvingly, leering at her as your cock starts to harden.

To your pleasant surprise, Lady Grace seems to get more and more into it as she goes on. Her hands caress her curvy body, and she thrusts out her tits and ass for your viewing pleasure. She undoes the buttons on her corset one by one, from the bottom up, to tantalize you with a bare midriff and flashes of side and underboob. For a few seconds she leaves the top one closed, teasing you by brushing her fingers over it, but finally she pops it open and lets her bountiful breasts spring free.

You’ve started openly stroking yourself at this point, and Lady Grace notices, glancing down at your hand wrapped around your erect member. She struts up to you and grinds her body, now wearing nothing but her skimpy, lacy panties, against yours for a few seconds. Then she breaks away and faces away from you, and slowly, erotically shimmies them down her hips before letting them fall to the ground, leaving her completely naked before you.

Turning around, she spreads her nude, wet pussy lips wide with her fingers and asks, “Is this more to your liking?”