She responds eagerly and willingly to anything he throws at her, working his rod eagerly, no matter how he takes her, savoring his size and power. She dealt quite a bit of damage to the stone, before they finished, and was still riding him with wild abandon, even as he carried her out. She snarls at the collar, however, tugging at it. "I am a<em>balor,</em>not some... pet! I am tired of your constant lack of respect for me," she snaps, the pleasure from the hours of carnal relations pushed aside by her annoyance. "I accept your... dominance, but I will not be treated like some common whore!"