As if you could refuse

You know you really only have two options here. Comply willingly and hopefully have all of this be a memory after a week. Or deny them, and likely still go anyway but with them mad at you.

“I’ll… I’ll happily serve, Ma’am.” You try to say not sounding like you are terrified and aroused, and failing at both.

“Good! On your knees sissy.” You obey, kneeling by her feet. “From now on, any skullgirl is your Mistress or your Goddess. Well some may be your daddy, but they will tell you. Understood?”

“Yes Goddess.” You try not to look up at her, but she grabs your face and pulls your eyes to match hers, making you repeat it in full.

“Good girl.” She pats your head before pushing you down to kiss and worship her punk boots as the others clean out your room, since you’ll be living with them. Honestly there isn’t much, but watching them grab and bagup everything you own is still terrifying. The other girls quickly finish, and so two head off with everything as another stays with Roxy and the piggy.

“Now this is your last chance to contact anyone or make any arrangements for the next week. Once you leave this room we are going to straight our headquarters, and your fun and training will begin.”