Backstage of Pierced Demon

Electra runs her fingers over the new metal barbell sitting snug in her clit hood, feeling the cool weight tug each time she shifts her hips. In the quiet dressing room, she steps out of her panties and spreads her legs just enough to check how it looks under the lights. The blonde teenager studies her reflection, watching the silver gleam against her smooth skin. Her cunt is already slick, lips puffed from the recent piercing. She slides two fingers between them, testing the new sensitivity with a slow drag of her knuckle across the stud. Her breath catches when the movement sends a spark straight through her belly. She licks her lips and pushes the fingers in deeper, coating them with her wetness. The door opens, someone steps closer, and she glances up with a small, knowing smile, then turns and bends slightly at the waist to give a perfect view of the fresh piercing framed by her wet, swollen folds.