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She lies back, her belly exposed and vulnerable. She starts by teasing her navel, running her fingers around it, feeling the soft flesh give way under her touch. She then takes out her favorite tool, a sharp, sterile needle. She presses it against her skin, feeling the slight resistance before she pushes it in. She gasps, feeling the pinch of pain mixed with the thrill of pleasure. She moves the needle along her belly, each thrust making her writhe and moan, her body covered in a sheen of sweat.