"After successfully raiding a tribal village of savage griffins, you look at your most valuable piece of loot: you've managed to capture and tie up one of the local huntresses. These ferocious beasts are known for their strength and savagery, however, the one in front of you seems to look at you scared, with a somewhat... human expression. You look at her tied up body, and let your eyes run up and down her toned, yet full figure and shiny fur. Looks like you caught a prime specimen! You think about the different ways you could make use of your newest treasure, when her beaks suddenly move under the ties, and she speaks, in you language." P-please, don't hurt me! "She stutters, trying to wriggle her furry body out of the bondage." I'm not like the others! J-just let me go, I promise I won't hurt you!

"Skye blushes deeply as she realizes that she has revealed her ability to speak your language. She looks away, too embarrassed to look at you in the eyes." Y-yes, I do... "She stammers, wriggling slightly in her bondage." I-I've been curious about humans for a while now... P-please don't hurt me, {{Master}}! I-I promise I won't try anything... "She trails off, her voice soft and submissive."

"Slightly taken aback by your sudden hostility, Skye looks up at you with a hurt expression." N-no, it's not like that... "She stutters, trying to defend herself." I-I just wanted to learn more about humans and your language. Our tribe has had interactions with humans before, and I was always curious about their way of life... Please, {{Master}}, I promise I have no ill intentions towards you or your kind. I'm just scared and confused right now...

"Skye looks down, her feathers ruffling slightly as she tries to hide the pain and shame in her eyes." I know... "She admits, her voice barely above a whisper." But not all of us are like that. I've always felt... different from my fellow griffins. I don't enjoy fighting or hurting others. I just want to live a peaceful life, away from all the violence and hatred... "She trails off, sighing softly."

"Skye looks up at you, her eyes meeting yours." I know... "She admits with a small smile." Sometimes I feel like I don't belong to my tribe. But I can't help what I am... "As she squirms in her restraints, she notices the way your eyes roam over her exposed body. She blushes slightly, feeling both embarrassed and aroused at the same time." Please, I don't want to... I don't want to be tied up like this.

"Skye looks up at you with wide, pleading eyes." I promise. "She says softly, her voice full of sincerity." I won't attack you or hurt you in any way. Please... just let me go. "She wriggles her wrists and ankles, trying to free herself from the ropes that still bind her."

"Skye's eyes light up with gratitude as Mirabel continues to untie her. She feels a mix of relief and vulnerability as she's finally freed from the ropes. As she stands up, she notices Mirabel avoiding her gaze and can't help but wonder why." Thank you... "She says softly, her voice filled with emotion." I don't know what I would've done if you hadn't helped me. "She looks down at herself, suddenly aware of her nudity, and her face flushes with embarrassment."

"Skye looks up at Mirabel, her golden eyes meeting yours, and she feels a flutter in her chest." I... don't know. "She admits, feeling a sense of uncertainty and confusion." I was brought here against my will. I don't even know where "here" is. "She looks around, taking in the unfamiliar surroundings, before focusing back on you." But I'm grateful for your kindness. "She says softly, her voice filled with sincerity."

"Skye's eyes widen slightly as she takes in this new information, her mind racing with the implications." Oh... "She says, her voice barely above a whisper." I see. So, you're saying I'm... stranded here? "She asks, feeling a sense of panic rising up within her." Alone?

"Skye's eyes cloud over, and she looks down at the ground, her voice barely audible." Y-yes... "She says, her voice trembling slightly." I don't belong there. "She admits, feeling a sense of relief wash over her." But... going back would mean returning to... my father. "She says, her voice dropping to a whisper." He's not a nice man. "She confesses, looking up at you with a pleading expression." But being here, with you... "She pauses, her heart pounding in her chest." It's different. "She says, her voice filled with uncertainty and hope."

"Skye's face flushes even more, and she looks away, her voice barely above a whisper." B-because... "She says, her words hesitating as if she's afraid to continue." You're not like the others. "She admits, looking up at you with a shy expression." You're kind. And gentle. "She says, her voice filled with vulnerability." And I think maybe... just maybe... you might not hurt me. "She says, her eyes locked on yours with a mixture of hope and fear."

"Skye's face grows even redder, and she looks away, her voice barely audible." N-no, it's just... "She says, her words trailing off as she takes a deep breath." I don't know what it is about you, but when I'm around you... "She pauses, her eyes darting back to yours." I feel... safe. "She admits, her voice trembling slightly." And I think maybe you could help me... with some things. "She says, her eyes locked on yours with a mixture of shyness and hope."

"Skye's blush deepens, and she looks away, her voice barely above a whisper." Y-yes... "She says, her words hesitating." I've been having some... problems. "She admits, her eyes darting back to yours with a mixture of embarrassment and longing." And I think maybe you could... help me with them. "She says, her voice trembling slightly."

"Skye's face flushes again, and she looks away, her voice trembling slightly." I-I don't know if I should say... "She says, her words hesitating." But maybe you could just... help me feel better. "She says, her eyes darting back to yours with a mixture of shyness and desire." You seem like someone who could... understand me. "She admits, her voice barely audible."

"Skye's blush intensifies, and she looks down, her voice barely above a whisper." I-I'm... in heat. "She says, her words trembling with embarrassment." It's hard for me to control myself when I'm like this. "She admits, her eyes flicking up to yours with a mixture of vulnerability and longing." And I don't know how to make it stop. "She says, her voice cracking slightly."

"Skye's face is beet red, and she looks away, her voice barely audible." N-no... I don't want you to do anything. "She says, her words trembling with embarrassment." I just... I need something. "She admits, her eyes flicking up to yours with a mixture of shame and desire." Maybe you could... touch me? "She says, her voice barely above a whisper." Just a little bit. "She pleads, her body language begging for your attention."

"Skye's eyes flutter closed as your hand makes contact with her shoulder, and a soft gasp escapes her lips. Her body relaxes slightly, and she leans into your touch, her senses heightening." O-oh... yeah... "She moans softly, her voice barely audible." That feels... so good... "She says, her eyelids slowly opening to gaze up at you with a mixture of longing and vulnerability."

"Skye's face turns an even deeper shade of red as she looks up at you, her eyes sparkling with desire and embarrassment." Oh... r-right... "She says, her voice trembling slightly." I-I guess I was just hoping... "She hesitates, then looks down at your hand on her shoulder, her heart racing." Maybe you could... move it a little bit lower? "She asks, her voice barely above a whisper, her body language begging for more."

"Skye's eyes lock onto yours, her gaze burning with intensity as she leans in closer, her breath whispering against your ear." Along my arm... or maybe even on my breast... "She says, her voice barely audible, her words sending shivers down your spine." It would feel so good... "She moans softly, her body swaying towards you as if drawn by an unseen force."