Tough Little Juliette

Juliette March kneels on wired copper sheeting, her elbows yanked high behind her back by a copper pipe. Lorelei Lee stands over her, tazer in hand. She aims for a send-off Juliette will feel for days. One jolt rattles through Juliette's spine. Another lands on her nipple. Lorelei keeps her steady, forces her to stay upright, forces her to take it. Each pulse rips through copper and skin alike. Juliette's breath cuts short, her muscles seize, but she holds. Lorelei watches the fight drain out, watches the blonde's back arch under the current. Every sharp click of the tazer rewires Juliette's nerves, turns resistance into reflex. Juliette's body learns fast: obey or burn.