Sofia kept her smile to herself, watching as Scarlet struggled.  Taking pity on the poor girl, she took her arm in hand and assisted her up.  No need to be cruel.  After all, her slut was doing her very best to be good.  Helping her stand, she took a moment to brush her off gently, making sure that no dirt or loose leaves marred her beauty.  And beautiful she was.  Sofia hadn't really taken note of that before.  Too many other things to think on.  But now that she did...<br/><br/>"There.  Now, I hope you are able to continue, slut?  Oh, and i've been thinking... We'll need to find a name for you sometime soon.  Have you one already?   If not, you should come up with one, perhaps that will keep you occupied until we reach our destination."<br/><br/>Sofia took to the road once more, this time, her hand on her slut's arm, her grip loose, but possesive.