Those pink eyes blink as she listens, fearful and intent on those words.  "Pets..." she echos softly, a hint of confusion entering her expression and as Naiobe takes a moment to speak to her guards she glances over at the Dryad, kneeling and watching her with placid green eyes.<br/><br/>She makes no effort to struggle as she turned over and bound, though her remains fearful and unsure.  "But why would you want a wo..." her voice is timid and nervous and her words jump into a startled squeak as Naiobe examines her.  She's no virgin, not as pretty and exotic as she is.  But she's certainly frightened and confused.  This is all so very different from the rough but straightforward groping and use she's experienced before.<br/><br/>The whip, glimpsed as she squirms and turns her head to look back makes her shiver and squirm more.  "Please..." she whimpers, "Why?  What have I done wrong?"