She shifted in place, feeling very small and helpless as the far more confident and erotic woman towered over her. Speaking venom that she was succumbing to each time she spoke. Her eyes glanced sharply to the side, before catching the beads that she had now withdrawn. And staring at them through confused, if not worried eyes.

The growl brought her attention back to Chloe. Eyes widening at the implication and lips trembling when she realized just what she was saying. "H-hey...what are you saying. Of course I don't..." She muttered in a low voice, each time feeling that toy near or against her lips when she moved them. Was this woman really going to...