<strong>Erica - With Safira in the training grounds</strong><br/><br/>Erica's head raised and she looked at Safira. "What shall I call you? Mistress, Safira, Mistress Safira?" She nodded when the woman finished speaking. Erica didn't want any enemies either. Maybe her luck had finally started and her Mistress is attracted to men so will leave Erica's body to herself. It could happen.<br/><br/>Now that she was close and felt a little less uneasy, she too looked the other woman up and down, eyes naturally laying on her tattooed breasts. Erica's head canted to the side. "Did all that not hurt? Do your markings mean anything?" Erica knew it wasn't -really- her place to ask, but curiosity had her tongue wagging.<br/><br/>She herself would never consent to her breasts being pierced, too afraid that what goes in might come out in an unnatural manor...The thought sent a shiver up her spine and had her arms crossing over her own breasts. "I don't think I could stand it" She said more to herself than Safira.