Faridah started to respond, but her mouth was too preoccupied playing tonsil hockey with the slave girl. It was her first kiss, and what a first kiss it was. Her entire body melted into it, and her nipples returned to the same rock hard nubs they had been moments earlier under the touch of the slave's own breasts.<br/><br/>When the kiss was broken, she looked at Lalita with a mixture of sadness and confusion as if she didn't know how to react, but she finally managed to regain her composure. 'Why is she acting like this all of a sudden?" Her sad eyes met Lalita's and she finally found her voice. "If that is what you wish to do to me, so be it. Even though you wound me after I came here to rescue you, and even after I have tried to befriend you, I will try not to begrudge you for this. You may ask me to degrade myself in any way you wish, whether it be to service you with my mouth or to penetrate me or to simply force me to disobey your Mistress for your combined amusement. But though you may use me as you wish, please do not let your Mistress know who I am or disaster would surely follow and all of the people of my land would suffer because of it, and I'd rather die than allow that to happen."<br/><br/>Before Lalita could respond, the princess bent forward and returned the kiss quite willingly, locking her lips with the slave's for a moment before releasing her from it. "Is that agreeable?"