Agna

"This is Agna," Sophie says, as a tall girl with small teats enters the room. You quickly notice the clean-shaven pussy and a small inverted-triangle tattoo right above her clit. You then recall the symbol you saw when you entered the building.

"How old are you?" you ask.

"I'll give you five minutes with her," Sophie announces, before Agna could answer you. Sophie then exits the room.

"How old are...."

"Nineteen," Agna answers.

"Could you move closer? I'd like a better look at that tattoo."

Agna slowly takes two steps forward. "Move your feet apart and finger your clit!"

"What's that got to do with the tattoo or what we're here for?" Doe whispers as she pokes your waist with two fingers."

"All of us here have this tattoo, 'cause we belong here." Agna says.

"If I remember correctly I got her from here," you say, indicating Doe, "but I didn't notice any tattoo like that. Maybe I didn't look hard enough. Could you unbutton your coat, Doe?"

"Agna, do you know of anyone here named Anya?" Doe asks, ignoring what you asked her to do.

"I said, could you please unbutton your coat!" you say in a raised voice.

Doe finally realizes her role and says, "I'm sorry master," and slowly unbuttons her coat starting from the bottom.

"I'd also like you to finger your clit," you say with a big smile.