Eliese takes the knife and punctures her other hand.

"You really are."

Aaaaaaah!!!!

"Sparking Tether." A chain of electricity binds itself to the knife, sparking out to her fingers and wrist and back, causing the muscles to convulse involuntarily.

"Remember what I said about politeness, Lacey?"

"Aaaah - ah - yes - ah - ma'am - !"

Eliese pats her on the cheek. "Do try to keep it in mind."

You can have a turn when she's loose, sweetheart, she sends to Acererak.

Yummy.

Should I be invisible or disguised for that? Or are you ordering her to stay blindfolded?

Lace, meanwhile, whines and spasms. "I - I'll be - be good - I - I prom-mise - mis-istress - "

She'll stay blindfolded. I don't want to miss out on your face.

Eliese hums and lets her squirm for a few seconds more before cancelling the spell and taking the knife out. "All right Lacey, I'll give you another chance. But the blindfold stays on. You haven't earned your sight yet."

"Yes ma'am, thank you ma'am."

She stands up.

Let's take the shackles off, sweetheart.

Acererak waves her hand, causing the shackles on Lace to undo themselves, popping open and retracting just enough to be out of the way of their fun. She steps closer as she does so, gaze flitting hungrily between her girlfriend and alt.

Lace sighs and curls in on herself, rubbing her wrists a bit. She doesn't make a motion toward the blindfold. "Thank you, mistress."

"I'm going to hand you off for a little while now, Lacey. I expect you to remain on your best behavior."

Interesting. Implies there's someone who's been watching... (Exciting.)

She nods. "Yes ma'am."

Eliese bumps her hip against Acererak's, stepping back.

She tags in, going to cup Lace's face with one hand. "You've been very pretty when you're screaming..." she says, breathless. "I want to see how you look when scared."

Mmmm!

She leans her cheek into her new tormenter's hand. "Might be challenging, ma'am."

"Oh, I think you'll find me quite creative there..." She leans down, catching Lace's bottom lip between her teeth.

Mmmm! (Kiss!)

She swings one leg over Lace's prone body, stradling her waist, resting her weight on her left hand on the bed while her right grips Lace's hair tight enough to hurt, her kiss growing in intensity.

Laces kisses back, hungrily, winding her now free hands into Acererak's hair.

She smirks...

And casts, silently, stilled, the most painful spell in her arsenal, followed immediately by the most pleasurable spell she knows. Both should be debilitating alone, direct attacks on her victim's nervous system...

She screams, loud and agonized, mind flying apart, for the six seconds between Acererak's pain and ecstasy spells - 

And then her whole body jerks, seizing out of her control, limbs shaking and flailing for a minute - two - she can't keep kissing Acererak, can only scream - and moan, some, when her throat gives out from the screaming, writhing for more, too overwhelmed to beg - 

The ecstasy spell wears off after three minutes, leaving only the pain.

Acererak laughs, pressing her hips down, anchoring Lace to the bed. Helpfully, of course. Wouldn't do to have her falling off.

She dispels the pain spell after another minute; perhaps if she and Eliese decide to take a break for cuddles she can leave Lace under for the full six hours it lasts on its own, but, well - for now, she wants a coherent toy. One capable of appreciating her suffering.

Lace sobs when the pain cuts off.