She never thought twice about such things before, but it was clear that he had was and always had been a servant... and by the even that took place only moments ago he was indeed obedient and gentle... Slowly though she brought herself to pause, pulling him to stop as well. "Then we will need to think of a name for you... I can't simply just call you a stallion... not after..." she paused with the blush starting to return. "...Besides, as far as I know all of our workers have names, I don't see any reason for you not to have one..." she soon gave a cheeky grin as her hand crossed against her lightly plumped figure. "Besides... I think you have earned it..." again her stuttering blush returned. "I mean... my father hasn't said anything ill about your work..." She smiled before starting to walk forward again with him. "What would you like to be called?..."