Xeela bowed stiffly, her body timid and unresponsive due to her nervousness. "You are Kali, the Supreme Commander. This is the first time I have seen you in person and...well...the pictures do not do justice to you." she said in response to Kali's first question, straightening up a bit, and bringing her head level again. She paused a bit before answering the second question, unsure of what to say, and resisting the urge to look to Omaru for any hints or support. "I am...that is I'm not...I have been kept like this for many years, my lord. I believe I bear it well. I...I don't...I don't remember what it was like when I was free anymore." she said, blushing a deeper red as she revealed more of her feelings than she intended. Ordered to strip, her eyes widen incredulously...her "clothing" is little more than a chain harness, leaving nothing of her veiled. Still, she did not hesitate to obey, having heard tales of what happened to slaves who angered Kali. Allowing her harness to drop to the floor, she unzipped her boots and left them on the floor. her headgear had already been removed with her bit, so after shirking her gloves, she was left completely nude before Kali's eyes. Approaching with a nervous reverence, she kneeled in front of Kali's massive cock, stealing furtive glances at it's sheer size, hoping Kali did not notice.