Ceres shivered a little as Illia stroked her rump, and dried her mistress off carefully.<br/><br/>"Yes, mistress. I will do all I can to ensure you are comfortable, though I suppose I needn't worry about keeping you safe."<br/><br/>She led the way, also nude, her pale buttocks providing a sight for Illia as she led her to what was to be her chambers. Once inside, she locked the door and handed Illia the key. The bed was large, and well padded too, stuffed with down and covered in thick blankets. There was a walk-in wardrobe and a changing screen, as well as a chest and a desk with various writing tools. Fine statues and paintings decorated the walls, and everything was pristine and clean.<br/><br/>"Mistress... I attacked you earlier, against better judgement, as my occupation dictated. I... I understand and accept any punishment you wish to inflict upon me, and I promise you that I will make no action against you as you rest."