Artfully and proper.

Dressed to impress, you take to the space in the empty room and remember what you've been taught. There's a stern and cutting gaze that your potential owner casts upon you from the couch. There is a certain air to it that reminds you of your teachers and how they would look at misbehaving boys. You fortify yourself, remembering that you are not one of those boys, nor will you ever be. You start to dance. Artfully and proper, you make each gesture to the closest of specifications, giving no room for passionate improvisation that might mess up your routine. As you move about the room you focus completely. When you finish there's an applause from the orderly at the door and an unmistakable smile from Miss Ava. Pride wells within you.

"Bravo." says Miss Ava, clapping now as she approaches. When she closes the distance she leans down to whisper in your ear.
"You dance quite beautifully."
Her whispered words bring more blush to your cheeks. You can feel her praise washing over you. When she pulls away and smiles you feel an attraction to her.
"Would you like to come live with me, Taylor?" Miss Ava says, now loud enough that the orderly can hear.
This may be the happiest moment of your life. You're finally going to leave the orphanage and not just with anyone, a tall mysterious beauty that leaves you breathless."Yes." you say, fainting near instantly.

You awake to the sounds and rumblings of a carriage. Laying comfortably on a cushioned bench, your head rests in Miss Ava's lap while she brushes your hair softly.
"What happened? Where am I, Miss Ava?" you ask in sleepy bewilderment.
"You fainted, Taylor. We're riding for my house near the city. It shouldn't be long now. You rest easy, darling. You're my property now." she replies.
"Yes, Miss." you say with obvious content.
"I'm sorry for fainting, Miss Ava." you say.
"Call me Mistress."
"Yes, Mistress."

The rest of the carriage ride is silent. When the cart comes to a halt, a buxom woman opens the door and your new Mistress helps you down onto the pavement. The house that lies in front of you is quite impressive. With multiple add-ons and a big courtyard it gives off the air of a noble estate. When you're led inside, you're taught that this place is both a home and a business, both of which you will be expected to serve in. Without hesitation you agree to Ava's requests and promise to do well by her, though it isn't clear what you're agreeing to. Along the way to your new room you see a number of other boys in the house who are all very proper and pleasant. The room you ultimately end up in is beautiful and lavish in a way the orphanage could never hope to be. You're in shock and nearly faint a second time when your mistress informs you it will be yours and yours alone. The vanity is gorgeous, the wardrobe well stocked, and the bed like a heavenly cloud. It's almost too much. There's no way you deserve all this.

Your mistress seems delighted to watch you run about the room and exclaim in repetition over the numerous wonders.
"Do you like it?" she asks.
"I love it!"
"Good. Now get settled in and rest for tomorrow. It's going to be a busy day."
"Yes, Mistress." you say, bowing as she closes the door and leaves.
"What a day." you think, laying down in the comfy bed. Moments later and sleep is upon you.

The next day you wake to the sound of someone at your door. It turns out to be one of the women you saw in the house yesterday. She has accompanying her, three boys who quickly set off to making you pretty. While getting ready for the day, you talk at length with the lady as her helpers busily swarm about. It's mostly small talk but she does tell you that some evenings are very busy here at the "Dollhouse". Unfamiliar with the name, you ask about it and she counters with a question of her own, along with a look of intrigue.

"Taylor Castaway. Are you a virgin?" she whispers before waiting for your answer.
Of course you are, but maybe this isn't the time or place to admit it.