She flinches a bit. "Who's there?"

Eliese runs her thumb across her lips. "My name is Eliese."

Then she slaps her. "You will address me as 'mistress'."

She shivers and jerks. Then, voice only lightly quivering: "No."

"Arcing Bolt." Lightning jumps from Eliese's fingertips into Lace, then to her chains, then back to Lace, over and over again.

She spasms, screaming. 

Eliese waits until she stops.

"Would you care to rethink your answer?"

Small whine. She's breathing a bit heavily. Her fingers and toes curl a bit.

"Mmmm..." Shaky breath.

"Scorch Wave," Eliese says, and a blast of superheated air gusts over Lace's supine body, crisping all her exposed skin pink at once.

That gets her a nice scream and a small jerk, arching Lace's back.

"Well?"

She moans a bit. "Hmmm, I think you need to be a bit more persuasive..."

"Ice Breath," Eliese whispers, and begins kissing down her body, leaving crystalline imprints of snap-frozen flesh.

Wiggle! She gives little yelps and moans at every kiss.

"I think," she says between kisses, "that you like this."

"Wha - " moan "whatever makes you" whine "think that - " yelp.

"I can see it," she ghosts up to press a kiss to either side of her mouth, "in your face."

Mmm!!!

"Still," she says, moaning when the sides of her lips crack, "Need to impress me..."

She takes a blade from the side table and begins cutting away the patches of skin she's kissed. In the wounds she places Flame Droplets, everburning. She pauses now and then to mix in some more electrifications.

Lace writhes, screaming and whining, her limbs all shaking -

And then, after a particularly painful bit: "M- Mistress - "

Can you heal her, sweetheart? Eliese sends to Acererak.

She nods and does so - from a distance, to not reveal her presence.

Lace's wounds close over. She collapses as much as she can, shaking and crying.

"There, there," Eliese pets her. "You're a good girl, yes you are."

She whines.

"Dancing Sparks," Eliese says, and causes lines of static to ripple down Lace's body.