"Oh my..." Tamamo gasped, seemingly looking at her master in a new light. Everything that Seyrun said was making sense, which was bizarre given that she was her Master's nemesis-turned-servant Tamamo didn't expect as such. One in particular stuck out in her mind, however. "Master, are you really such a deviant? I mean, I could try and be the sub to your dom as the people say nowadays, but I was hoping for more tenderness rather than violence!"

Wringing the water from her tail with a shake of her hips, Tamamo did her best to adapt to the situation. 

"But if that is what pleases my Master, then I shall be there to sate his blackest desires." She sighed and went back to her meal as though nothing significant had occurred before freezing halfway to her utensils and asking in a teasing tone. "Umm, do I need to ask permission to eat now, [i]Master[/i]?