Sofia looked her witch over, trying hard not to smile.  She was so eager, barely able to stand, yet forcing her shaking legs to support her nevertheless.  A pretty little thing, to.  And, as evidenced by the bolt of light that shook the sky, powerful... they would make a fine match.<br/><br/>"Come.  Let us get you clean." she commanded, a gentle tug of the leash to get the witch moving in the direction of the fountains that spilled forth water blessed by Bambii herself.  "I am Sister Sofia, your new Mistress.  You will call me only by Mistress, understood?"  She didn't wait for an answer... there was only<em>one</em>answer to her command.  "From now on, you will do as i command.  Obey me, and you shall be rewarded.  Disobey... "  she tugged sharply on the leash, stopping the witch in her tracks, and stepping in front of her, her face so close that the girl could smell her breath, the scent of her own juices still lingering.   "Let's just say that you will regret it.  For now, I will call you slut.  If you prove your worthiness, perhaps you shall be given a name, one of your own choosing even, but for now, you will answer to slut."<br/><br/>Stern faced, she caressed the witch's -<em>her</em>witches - cheek.  "Do you understand, slut?"