The heat of the branding lingered even after the metal implement was gone, her flesh sizzling-hot to the light touch of his fingertip - yet when he spoke, for reasons she could not consciously comprehend, a shiver went through her as if her body were awash in winter air upon the rack. The pain was consuming, and she wept, moaning and crying out with the pain.<br/><br/>Until the elf was released from her bonds... and like a shot arrow, her pale, naked form was across the short space and she mounted the table of the rack, on all fours over the human woman, straddling one leg. her whole body gave a delighted shiver, like a happy puppy, before her head fell to pillow on one of Felicity's breasts - startling her enough that she yelped in surprise, while the elven woman sniffed at the wound and exhaled a shuddering sigh upon it. Her long, silken hair fell cool across Felicity's skin, as Elandriel looked to her master, strange eyes pleading for instruction... or perhaps, simply, for permission.