"Hm... well, we'll see; until then, it's mine by Icewalker law and tradition.  You serve me well and I'm more likely to be considerate.  Gotta say, you've done well so far." she said, and then the woman was blushing, how adorable!  "Immodest?  Eh, guess you could call it that, but honestly it's one of the few things I think will fit you in there, not to mention I think it'll look good on you..."<br/><br/>Back over to her, she moved alongside her, a hand reaching around behind her, and the other reaching up to firmly grasp one of the woman's generous, lovely breasts.  The hand behind?  Well, that went down to her rump, to firmly assess what her father had felt before.  Certainly just by sight alone she would not be disappointed.<br/><br/>"My every request is to be obeyed now, you realize; you are mine to use as I see fit, should I choose so.  You are not a slave though; you are not property and shell not be traded like those damnable Dynasts would have treated you." she said, massaging the two parts of her as she got in close, brushing one of her ears against the woman's cheeks playfully "It is poor tradition to abuse you though, though that is not to say that I can't play with you, have fun with you, so long as I respect you and you serve me wholly.  In my case... well, that means I get to<em>play</em>with some of your lovelier physical qualities..."<br/><br/>She gave said qualities a firm squeeze, for emphasis...<br/><br/>"...whenever I wish.  Even in public if the mood hits me." she continued, her hands now massaging gently "Hence a dress with 'easy access'.  That, and I'd be disappointing for you to not show off a bit; you're quite lovely you know... how about putting it on and giving me a bit of a show?"