"They all look so pretty."

"Absolutely gorgeous."

Blush!

"They'll look prettier on your bodies," she teases. "So Samira - put Micqui's bracelet on her, then mine on me."

"Yes ma'am."

Samira takes the bracelets and reverently slips them onto each sister's wrist.

"Amazing," she murmurs, running her thumb over her own bracelet. She then locks gazes with Layla, smirks - 

And then Samira's sisters pick up her collar together, working alongside each other to lock it around her neck.

It fits on very nicely.

And the resonance is perfect.

Layla's will enchoes into Samira's mind - kneel.

Her knees fold.

And Micqui takes her leash.

"Wonderful work, Layla," she murmurs, brushing her hand over Samira's hair. "It compliments her beauty very well."

She giggles and kisses Micqui. "It does. Of course, now we'll have to select outfits for her that show it off..."

"No hardship at all."

"Whatever is pleasing to my mistresses," Samira says from her kneeling position.

"Good girl." Hair pet!

She leans into the pet.

Happy grin.

"Speaking of service..." She joins in the petting. "A new court season is happening soon, among the Sidereals. I want you two to accompany me."

"To Yu-Shan?"

"Yes. I think you're ready."

"You need new arm candy for your triumphant return?"

She brushes her fingers down Samira's cheek. "I need a servant," she says, with a little smile, "A more beautiful and more competent slave than any of them could ever afford." And then she looks at Layla - "And I need arm candy who can out-politic everyone else's arm candy."

She shivers at 'beautiful and competent slave'.

"You need us."

"Like I've never needed anyone else."

"I would love to go with you."

She kisses Micqui. "I'm not letting you go without me, so."

Kiss! "Perfect." And, with an almost shy grin: "I'm no artificer - but I've retained some tailors with the right experience, and I've been working with them to design a courtly wardrobe for us..."