The dryad hisses softly at the touch upon her bruise and then as those fingers move to her sex the sound becomes a soft gasp.  The muscles of her legs tense and start to reflexively close, but she stops herself and rather slowly parts herself wider instead.  As Naiobe looks into them, those amber orbs are wide and completely unguarded and without any trace of guile.<br/><br/>"I promise," she says softly, her voice quivering in fear and catching in a whimper as Niaobe's fingers find the warmth of her sex, "I... I will try very hard to make you happy..."<br/><br/>Then she shifted, something new coming into her eyes as she arched instinctively into her owner's hand and thrust her breasts forward with a soft moan.  "That feels... strange... but I... I think I like it..." she breathed softly.