"Anything? Really?" Oh, there was a definite perk in interest, the sort a wise man would find particularly worrisome. Her mind just boggled at the idea of really being able to do anything.... and she had to take a moment to relax.... if she did everything she wanted at once, what would she do the next time? And really... she'd decided she wasn't giving him a choice. There would be a next time, in some fashion or another.
Her fingers wrapped around his exposed cock, and she offered a few light strokes before she stepped away, studying the rest of the table. She hummed happily as she picked up a box of hypodermic needles pulling out about two dozen. Stepping back under him, she began sliding them into his skin, in and out the other side, barely under the epidermis, little more than pin pricks, they went in from either direction, all in a nice overlapping row down the center of his chest.