You wake up

You opened your eyes after what felt like eternity later. You were in the dimly lit room, only one tiny window letting a small streak of light inside. Room was empty, no furniture, inside, except for a bucket in the corner. From the smell of it you deduced that this was your toilet.

You moved and felt all your muscles again, almost each of them strained after some titanic exercise. Your hand was also chained to a wall, you had like three feet of movement, but it was a sign reminding you that you were a prisoner nonetheless. You looked at your arm, your armour still being in a shape of bracelet, but there was no buzzing or any words from Ishtar inside your mind. She was dormant, maybe sleeping? Who knows how much she overexerted herself during the fight?

As for you, you felt weak, drained, probably from **** blood loss you suffered. You didn't know how much time passed since the fight, but the fact you still felt the pain in your muscles with every breath gave you a hint that it couldn't have been that long.

The wooden doors creaked loudly when opening. You raised your head and immediately regretted that, a headache hitting the inside of your brain with a spinning ****. But you saw her entering the room and leaving two escorting guards outside.

She was equally as strange as pretty, combining different traits that shouldn't work together into beautiful mosaic of a body. Her legs reminded you of the ones you've seen some goat girls have, just a bit longer and better groomed. Just behind a knee a fur transitioned into a human like pinkish skin, all the way up through the crotch, flat stomach, sizeable breasts and face. Her red hair were lined up perfectly with her straight horns and dropped onto her breasts, barely covering those. She did wear a bra and what seemed like a combat ready version of chainmail panties, but nothing besides that. Her arms were completely covered in scales and each of her nails was a somewhat trimmed claws. Somewhat, because by your estimation they were still over an inch long, and their curved shape made you swallow audibly whatever you had in your throat. The image was completed with a thin tail covered with brown hair, it looked like something a cat girl would have.

She stood in front of you with her hands on her curvy hips, and you couldn't decide whether she looked more hot or terrifying.

She leaned and sniffed, and you would jump away if it weren't for the wall you were already hugging with your back.

"Dilated pupils, increased perspiration..." She started, her voice deep and mature, reminding you of your math teacher from elementary school. "There are three possible explanations, subject is either scared, aroused or insane."

She looked like she was talking to you, but she was yet to acknowledge you as a conversation partner.

"If it is the first one, then subject should know it has nothing to fear, at least in the nearest calculated future. If it is the second hypothesis, then I suppose I am flattered, but on science, would the elephant care about affection of an ant?" She asked, indirectly comparing you to an ant. You didn't dare to interrupt her monologue, in your current state you had to play nice. "And if it is insanity, then I truly pity you. So, subject, what is it?"

She looked at you, expecting an answer.

"Come again, what?" You said instinctively.

"Interesting. Initial observation didn't show any signs of deafness or hearing impairment."

"Sorry, I didn't understand at first. To answer your question, it's a little bit of both fear and arousal mixed." She raised her eyebrow, her tail smacking on the floor. "I have to say that you look formidable, and incredibly sexy."

She gave you a confused expression, and moved her arms so one hand was under her chin.

"I accept your compliment, even though I am not currently completely capable of understanding it. My mind allows me to possess the meaning of word sex, but what is sexy? Does the Y letter change the entire meaning? Did you just proposition a form of intercourse to me?"

"No, no!" You protested. "I wouldn't dare. And it basically means very attractive."

"Note to self: first conversation with the subject provides both useful data and additional knowledge." She said, while looking up. "Anyway, I'm required to extract informations from you, also known as interrogation."

She looked at her claws and then at you. You shivered visibly.

"Alas based on initial observations I suspect there is a high chance of your compliance to my queries without the need of forceful body lacerations, am I correct?"