It brings intense satisfaction to see the young man at her feet, in a position that showed submission and obediance to those that were superior. Being that he was so well behaved, her hands glided across his nicely toned shoulders. Her nails dragged against his skin lightly, her eyes transfixed on the top of the young boys head. Calliope enjoyed the touch of a slave, something her body has craved completely. She closed her eyes, tilting her head back for a brief moment before she gazed down at him.<br/><br/>"Come, let us go to my hut," she informed. She dressed and walked with him back towards the camp. She heard the commotion, and couldn't help but gaze off to what was happening. The tribe leader, Amber, with Melina and a new slave... one who wasn't willingly submitting. It was quite amusing in her eyes, and she couldn't help but watch from afar.