And...GO!

Before I could try and argue, Ty Lee flipped over to a chair, landing in it and raising both hands. "Okay. We start with you just bringing Mai home. John, you don't even know her name. You don't CARE what her name WAS. You decide it. She's yours, alll yours," she explained. Damn...Ty Lee could be a director of adult movies. She had this all planned out. "That's not to say you don't care about her as a person...this is just how society worked."

I could only nod in response, stunned. "And Mai! You're scared. This is your first time being a slave away from your family. You've heard stories about what male owners do with their slaves and it both scares you and arouses you. Now that you've seen your owner, you feel more aroused then scared. He's good looking, but you're still afraid he may be cruel. You're eager to please him because not doing so could be bad for your health...or so you think. Okkie dokkie?" Mai had the same response I did, just nodding in shock.

Ty Lee looked back to me and pouted. "Hmm...wish I had a costume for you too, John...but that's okay," she mused. "Let's begin! Make with the hotness!" "Uh...try 'action' instead of 'make with the hotness'," I suggested. Ty Lee thought a second. "...I like it! Action!" Well, if robo-sluts could get a career, I had set Ty Lee up for hers.

Clearing my throat, I turned to Mai. "Well, here we are. From now on, this is your home, slave," I said. Mai nodded, blushing fiercely. "I want you to forget about your old life. All the things that happened before today no longer matter. This is your life now. ...and to signify this...I shall give you a new name. You will be called...Mai."

Mai bowed. "Yes, Master. I understand. I am Mai, your slave," she whispered, apparently too nervous to raise her voice higher.