By the time Naiobe lays herself down, the woman is weeping freely and squirming in her bonds.  She eyes the half-elf fearfully and flinches from the light touch.  Her eyes are bloodshot and red from crying and her face and the covers are wet with tears and drool.  She trembles hard as Naiobe speaks.<br/><br/>She swallows and blinks, calming slightly and trying to absorb what she's being told.  Special... Protected...  She feels anything but safe right now and there's pain, lines of it hot and throbbing from this woman's hand.  There's also the plug, making her uncomfortably full.  Her ass aches from the muscles clenching to try and void herself of that relentless sensation.  Her eyes close as she tries to make sense of what's going on.<br/><br/>"Please..." she croaks, her voice ravaged by the sobbing and screaming, "I.. I don't... I just want to go home...."  Home... how eager she was to leave that place a week ago.  From the way this madwoman is speaking, she fears she'll never see it again.<br/><br/>Those strange eyes flutter open and she looks over and up at Naiobe.  "I'm afraid," she rasps as her eyes gaze up wide and dilated.