Xeela had begun to answer Kali's first question when she was interrupted by the continuing diatribe of the Battlelord. Soon realizing that this was a lecture and not an interrogation, Xeela breathed a sigh of relief. She settled back on her knees, in a state of somewhat more relaxed supplication. Her eyes did not meet Kali's out of respect, but she found herself quite unable to keep her eyes from straying to that massive phallus. Xeela nodded dumbly as Kali continued, understanding each word but transfixed by the strength and beauty that lay before her. She had never before been looked at as a woman, or a human being, before. To be seen as a fellow sentient within the hierarchy, to be desired. The very thought of it aroused her, her nipples growing gradually stiffer as the lecture continued. She could hardly believe her ears when Kali commanded her to service...she had never dreamed that she would meet Kali, let alone be one of her consorts. Nervously, Xeela nodded in recognition. "Yes, my lord." she blurted out, finally, hearing the twinge of nervousness in her own voice. At last, she would have the opportunity to prove she was more than a beast.<br/><br/>That the promotion was merely from "beast of burden" to "muscular sex toy" only bemused her...any promotion was still a promotion, after all. Still, Kali was quite well endowed, and despite the amorous intents of some of her handlers, Warhorse had not really been used in that way. She shyly approached the Battle Lord, now kneeling with her face mere inches from Kali's member. "What would you have me do, my lord?" she asked, truly unsure of where to start.