Alyssa squeaked in surprise as the coils tightened around her, pressing her young, but ample breasts together, as she reflexively wiggled. Flambe padded up, laying his head down on the ground as he whimpered with concern, "<You promise, right? You promise not to hurt her? To make sure she feels good?>" He whined. Alyssa looked down at him from the coils, "I-it's fine," she said, not understanding the words, but knowing he was worried, "B-be brave for me, alright?"<br/><br/>Flambe seemed to realize her needs, as he steeled his nerve. He sat up straight, furrowing his brow with determination, "<Right! Yes Ma'am!>" he barked, before turning back to Vipra, gulping nervously, but keeping his brave face on, "<Ok,>" he sighed, "<Get it over with.>"