Mellisande blinks, then laughs delightedly.<br/><br/><strong>"My, how well spoken you are!  One might almost think you were noble or something!  Well, no matter.  You will be punished for this, have no fear...whenever I decide how best to do so.  For now, remain exactly as you are.  And as for you, Lalita, attend me in the bath.  Miriam needs to rest."</strong><br/><br/>"Y-yes, Mistress."<br/><br/><strong>"Did you really tell her all that?"</strong><br/><br/>"Y-yes...yes, Mistress."<br/><br/><strong>"How delightful!  Perhaps I should have her fist you?"</strong><br/><br/>Lalita's squeal of delight needs no translation.<br/><br/><strong>"And I will whip those sensitive little tits of yours."</strong>