"And my fiance will have some things she desires from you... But you're mine, first and foremost."

"Yours," she agrees.

This is one very pleased woman. "Then your name will hereafter be Berenike, slave of Seshen."

Berenike. She likes it.

"Thank you, Mistress Seshen."

From her expression, she really likes 'Mistress Seshen.' "You're welcome, slave."

"Now stand, Berenike."

She does so, with fluid grace.

"Now kiss me, my Berenike."

She leans in and does so.

For someone who was more or less born five minutes ago, she has a very good grasp of technique. She has a very good grasp of technique even compared to people who have been practicing for a while, in fact.

Seshen currently considers herself a very lucky woman. 

She has an even better grasp of kissing techniques than Berenike does, though, and is pretty determined to kiss her slave until her knees go weak. 

An entirely achievable goal.

Berenike bends into her mistress.

Who catches her and kisses her harder. "Good girl," she murmurs. 

Eeee she's a good girl!

And a cute girl. 

"Mmm, my fiance will start worrying soon," she murmurs. "I'll let her know how lucky I've gotten with you, and then you can prove exactly how good you are."

"Yes, mistress. Do I... belong to her, too?"

"No. You're mine, and she and I are equals - we won't be sharing our property. I expect you to obey any of her orders that don't contradict mine, however."

She nods. "Yes, mistress."

Kiss!

And she turns and leads Berenike out of the small arena they'd been in, up several limestone steps to a wooden door. The room they're in is pretty, now that Seshen isn't entirely filling Berenike's line of sight - tall fluted columns around a shallow depression at the center of the room, with plaster mosaics along the outer walls and on the ceiling.

Seshen opens the door and calls out, "Sweetheart, the ritual was very successful."

"That is good news, flower." She comes over for a kiss. "How is your pet taking to her new life?"

Kiss! "Surprisingly," she says. "The collar erased Hypatia's memories." She turns and calls to her slave - "Berenike, come introduce yourself to my fiance, Eleni Stormrider."

She comes forward and kneels by Seshen's side. "Mistress Eleni. My name is Berenike, slave of Seshen."

"Oh, isn't she just so sweet now? I'm glad we started on breaking Hypatia last night rather, than waiting... Though this has its own appeal."

"I prefer this way," she says, with a small laugh. "I'll make up the loss of your fun to you, though." Kiss!

"So thoughtful, my beautiful flower." She pets Seshen between the ears, the way Eleni knows she likes it.

Pleased rumble, as her sleek tail lazily curls around her legs and her rounded ears relax. "I'm the most thoughtful person you've ever met, it's true."

"Humble, too." Eleni's dark-furred ears twitch in amusement.