Briar noticed the guard staring at her... so worried. She saw no reason for him to worry so, she was doing as the woman wished now... neither of them would have to get hurt anymore. She was about to say something... make him stop frowning so much. It wasn't good to frown so much... but her words were stopped before they could even reach her lips...<br/><br/>Squirming as best she can in her restrained position, the petite, exposed neko attempted to move away from the dual sensations... the pleasantness of having her tail stroked, matched with some new, more intense sort of pleasure... or pain... what was it? It was odd, and though not unenjoyable, Briar felt she didn't want it... color rose to her cheeks as her ears twitched indeciscively... she couldn't relax her tail... could she? The thought of the whip discouraged her... she glanced to the guard, staring at her, though he looked as though he wanted to glance away... she was exposed to his eyes, she knew... and new sounds were trying to rise in her throat... sounds she wasn't sure she wanted at all... they matched the new feeling...<br/><br/>" oh..."<br/><br/>The sound, for it couldn't be counted a word there, was one of distress and indecision, having a bit more of a growl to it than her more normal, more natural mewling noises... she liked the feel a little, but she felt wrong about it... she wanted it to stop...or at least... for the guard to stop looking...