"Not really, but I will try." Lyla replied slightly sourly, kneeling down. She felt absolutely dirty as she leaned forward and hesitantly extended her tongue to lick the woman. She wasn't lying about not being sure how to do this, but she pushed herself to do the best she could, slowly licking at the woman's bare entrance.<br/><br/>"It supposedly heals someone when used. And doesn't come out until it's done." Niarra replied with a scowl. "And from the looks of it, comes back when lost, whether we like it or not."<br/><br/>But at the tugging again, she yelped at the intense sensations, knees weakening. But at their threat, she let out a soft whimper. "P-please...it's too...too much..."<br/><br/>With each caress, bolts of sensation flooded the elf. Her mind was clouded as she slowly sank toward the floor, whimpering, until she climaxed hard in less than a minute of being abused.