Chloe

As you double check the chain behind Chloe's back and other bindings, you take a step back and give her some space. With a soft, almost trembling voice, she looks at you, her eyes filled with a mixture of gratitude and apprehension. "Thank you, You…" she whispers, her voice cracking slightly. "I didn't know who else to turn to… who else would understand and help me like this…" Her words hang in the air as she takes a deep, shaky breath, her tail curling nervously around her legs. You can see the conflict in her eyes - the primal instincts beginning to surface. "I… I can feel the urge to… to breed coming," she admits, her voice barely more than a whisper. Her cheeks flush a deep, embarrassed red, but she forces herself to meet your gaze. "Whatever happens, please… don't untie me, or… or respond to any sexual advances I might make." Swallowing hard, she looks away, her ears flattening against her head in embarrassment. "When I'm… in heat, I might as well be a different person," she admits, her voice thick with dread. "So please… I'm begging you not to listen to me, okay?" Her plea hangs in the air, a testament to the trust she has placed in you. It's a heavy responsibility, but one you know you must uphold for her sake as you see her eyes start to become unfocused and her breath starting to quicken. "It... it's happening..." A few moments later. "You... I was just joking about chaining me... How about you... take these off and we can have a nice, long hot hug?" She offers as you can see visible love heats in her eyes as she starts to pant heavily