Ask Karla

The diamond churned as it processed multiple comments at once.

"Wear the outfit with the deepest cleavage. You want to show off your new necklace after all. " The thought latched onto Emily's emotional attachment to her deceased mother. It shoved an even more concerning comment inside Emily's fragile brain quickly after. "Ask Karla what she would like you to wear. Whatever she suggests you will change into in front of her."

Target > 40

1d100 Roll = 88

Major Success (+2 Corruption Points)

Total: (0+2 Corruption Points)

Traits: (None)

Karla's Status: Surrogate Mother

Karla's Dominance: (0+1 Dominance Point)

[As a new ruler, Emily might be open towards 'relying' on others. Ill try not to track too many variables.]

"Miss Karla..." A name Emily had not used for quite awhile, sparking Karla's attention. "What would you suggest I wear today? Something to show off my necklace, please."

Karla seemed surprised at the question. Emily had long been an independent woman that Karla would've been proud to call a daughter. So when her former charge, now ruler, asked for a suggestion, she was more than happy to oblige. The two of them spent a few minutes searching through Emily's closet, eventually settling on a fine dress, imported at great expense.

"I'd suggest this my lady." Emily took the dress in hand, nodding.

"I love it. Thank you Karla."

Completely without prompting, Emily stripped herself of the nightgown; Karla had seen Emily's naked body from a young age, but it still made her quite aghast that the now Baroness of the land was naked in front of her.

"Lady Emily, I-...."

"Might you grab my undergarments, Karla? Whatever pair you'd think I should wear." Emily said as she examined the dress with a noticeable plunging neckline. It'd been originally for her mother, but upon receiving it, her parents had decided to had it refitted to their daughter, guessing her sizes. While she loved color, Emily was no fan of the feminine frills of the dress, nor the fact that it exposed her rather lacking chest. She put it on anyway, slipping the plain silk panties that Karla provided on; it's sleeves were designed for a princess, not the Baroness of the lacking village, but she enjoyed it anyway.

Emily especially enjoyed the smile it gave Karla, and the gleam of the necklace, framed right above her petite bust.

"You look stunning my lady." Karla said, seeming to have forgotten the stripping just minutes before. "Your mother would've loved you in that dress."

Emily would have been crestfallen by the comment. Instead, she smiled once more. "Thank you. I'm glad you can at least enjoy it. Now, onto the day's business." The outfit made Emily finally feel like the Baroness. If she was to be the Baroness, that meant she had to be very busy - but busy with what exactly?

Karla seemed willing to perhaps lay out some ideas for what Emily could do. Much as she could choose a dress for Emily, might she chose the days agenda? The diamond gleamed brightly as Emily supped on the days meal, inserting a few choice thoughts into Emily's brain...