Gwenog wandered around, not caring about her nudity, indeed proud of her body for both how it looked and what it could do. She bent and picked up her discarded corset, slipping her wand from the hidden sleeve at the back.
"Depends how you define a lot, plus I don't always bring them home. But sure, I pick up strangers and have sex with them when I feel like it," she said, shrugging. "Some people think I'm a slut, I just think I'm in charge of what I do with my body." She watched, pleased at the woman's agreement. She'd remind of her right to say stop at any time before they got much further, just in case.
She walked over to a trunk against one wall and tapped it wordlessly with her wand, the spot and unlocking spell combination was specific, but only she knew what they were, her body concealing the precise spot from being seen by the woman on her bed. She picked around inside it for a couple of moments, the contents relatively organised, and grabbed a soft but blackout blindfold and held it up.
"Over onto your hands and knees in a second, I think," she said, walking back over and pulling the woman's hand from between her legs, sucking the fingers into her mouth with relish.