Mellisande reaches down and taps Faridah's shoulder.<br/><br/><strong>"Out of curiousity...stand up and walk with me, Farah, there's a dear...would you prefer to be restrained, suspended, or free to move the next time I order her to pleasure you with that wonderful tongue of hers?  I should like to know.  For future reference, you understand."</strong><br/><br/>Leading slightly, walking with a measured pace and a gentle sway to her hips, Mellisande leads Faridah back upstairs.<br/><br/><strong>"You should understand something, my dear little heroine.  I am not entirely about sadistic abuse of innocent girls.  I much prefer to play roughly, but if you truly are not enjoying yourself, then I will find something that suits your tastes and do that instead.  Some girls enjoy the whip.  Others cream instantly at the thought of double penetration, or fisting, or eating another woman's pussy while being teased to orgasm.  I try to please.  It is far more fun for me if you are enjoying yourself."</strong><br/><br/>Pausing at an arched doorway, she turns to look at the Princess, raising one eyebrow.<br/><br/><strong>"And of course, I expect a certain amount of resistance before I find what you truly enjoy.  Your culture is almost as afraid of women embracing their own desire and arousal as my own.  So yes, you will be taken, abused, and forced--there is no other way to find out what will truly liberate you from your inhibitions.  As cooperative as you are pretending to be, I shall just have to put more effort into pushing your limits."</strong><br/><br/>She stands out of the way.<br/><br/><strong>"You go first."</strong>