Whiskers pouted a bit, wanting to tell you her real name, but decided it was best not to anger you, going along with your evil ways and accepting the new name, looking around the shop with a bright blush on her face. She walked by this store several times, but never had she ever went in.<br/><br/>Amythist meanwhile was giggling at the shy slave and listening too your tales of assassination.<strong>"oh dear! My best customer having a hit on her! "Of course! I can't have my favorite slutty kitty dying off on me. Feel free to stay! Of course, I will be expecting some service in return" </strong>she said pushing the pet between her legs out of the way and motioning to you.