Lelika maintains the required pose known as the eager novice as you put away the whips, but the half-elf has to struggle against her curiosity as you produce the cane. She follows it with her eyes as you test it, her expression becoming one of uncertainty. Finally, as you demonstrate its flexibility she breaks her stance and step forwards and take a closer look.<br/>“I have never seen a cane like that before,” she notes, wonder momentarily replacing doubt as her fingers reach out towards the thin, smooth surface only to be swiftly withdrawn. However, as you tell her of the pain she will experience a note of dread returns with her cautious tone and she inquires, “How many times will mistress strike me?”<br/>She is quick to obey your order and soon you are staring at her small, round bottom and bent spine, tense, spread legs quivering ever so slightly either from fear or the exertion of pressing two fingertips on each hand into the folds of the rush weave mats without bending her knees. “Won’t mistress tie me down?” she asks, as if not trusting her maintained mobility.