Pussy Galore

You're bound on a table completely naked. A red laser is burning it's way up between your legs searing the metal table. You look over to see a beautiful mature blonde, Pussy Galore. She is wearing a skin tight jumpsuit accenting her large breasts. You speak up.

"Do you expect me to talk?"

"No Mr. Bond. I expect you to die."

You see her smile as the laser gets closer to your genitals. You feel the heat on the metal table grow with intensity.

"Perhaps we can work something out," you say

"What did you have in mind?"

"I can see you are enjoying this much more than me right now. But do you really want this to end so quickly? Perhaps, you'd like to draw this out over a longer period. Maybe we could discuss this over a nice bottle of wine."

She does not answer and you see her eyes watching the laser inching it's way closer to your balls. You see her hand go down between her legs and she slowly starts to rub her crotch.