<div class="floatright"><div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/ab/Slave_Kendal_200x400.jpg)<br/>Kendal Mayim (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=297512.msg14565168#msg14565168)<br/>Half-elf Sorcerer 3<br/></div></div>Kendal was almost glad of the gag when the guard decided to take some liberties with her tightly restrained body, at least this way her complaints were muffled into incomprehensibility. She couldn't deny the irony of being dealt with like so many of the girls she'd trafficked in the past. But she was pleased to regain the use of her hands, and was prepared (if not exactly willing) to accept a little molestation in the process. It wasn't as if the sorceress was unfamiliar with a man's touch, although she certainly preferred being on the opposite end of the leash.<br/><br/>She didn't recognise the guard, but apparently he was well aware of her past misdeeds. And, if she'd expected any preferential treatment from her captors, Kendal was very quickly disabused of that notion. Rather than the usual vaguely professional hands-on assessment, her treatment was far more intimate and significantly more disturbing. The sorceress really didn't want to get finger-banged in front of these slave-sluts to be. Fortunately, her tormentor was distracted by the arrival of another guard, dragging two more girls toward the cage.<br/><br/>The half-elf quickly scuttled away from the bars just as soon as the man's attention was snared by the two new arrivals. She moved to the opposite side of the cage, where she found an unoccupied corner and pressed her back firmly against the steel.<br/><br/>Only once she felt sufficiently safe from being blindsided again, did the dark-haired sailor begin to work the stiff buckle and try to work the foul rubber ball from between her teeth. If she noticed the new girl's doing anything out of the ordinary, the sorceress kept it to herself. But she did make a point of keeping as far away from the blonde half-elf as her wariness of Lilian allowed. Clever fingers plucked carefully at the crotchrope, making sure to avoid the collar completely. The rest of the ropes could wait, but at least she was no longer completely helpless.<br/><br/>"I'm Kendal," she introduced herself, voice low and unhurried, "I'd rather not had my collar activated again, so can we all try to relax and avoid any further provocation? Please?"<br/><br/>She wasn't sure how well her appeal was likely to go down, but had the sinking sensation that it was all about to go downhill very quickly.