First, you were trained as a basic initiate harem ...

Prior to acceptance at the harem's university you had been rigorously trained by Mistress Jade. You had been instructed on the basic histories of the planet and strange cultures that were so different from your home planet 100 years ago. Quickly she had seen to it that you had to be trained in basic commands and disciplines. You learned to position your body in any number of ways, at the command of your Mistress.

Painfully, you had learned to **** yourself, improve your appearance, master your walk, and even obey the proper social etiquette expected of a harem concubine. No imperfection was tolerated. Mistress Jade used the swift sting of her crop to great effect! Under the crucible of punishment you were made a perfect harem girl. Every aspect of refined movement within your exaggerated hip sway was carefully practiced until it was perfectly choreographed. Slowly you learned to use any motion as a way of displaying your body for the enjoyment and gaze of others.

After your body had been modified, almost all of these painful lessons had to be relearned. The amount of nerve endings within your clitoris had been tripled. This resulted in the basic motion of walking to result in painfully arousing rubbing motions to your sensitive bud. Even without the 'privilege' of underwear! You were made to endure and practice until your gate had returned.

Once your A-cup breasts had been **** to grow into F-cups, your entire center of gravity had changed! You nipples had been further augmented to have over 10-thousand nerve endings each giving them the sensitivity of a traditional clitoris! Your nipples had been pierced with hoops and were decorated with dangling ruby jeweled strands. The resulting changes had left your back sore and your body unbalanced. Every step in your heels had caused your tits to swing and the decorative nipple jewelry to torment your sensitive nipples!

After weeks of painful instruction, Mistress Jade had **** you to relearn your perfectly executed "slut" walk in your 6 inch heels. Each step exaggerated the length of your legs and the sway of your hips. Your impossibly perky breasts would rock and shake causing an ache in your back, but you rarely faltered now.

As the lowest trainees in the harem, you and your remaining initiate sister (Yoshino) were finally afforded the "honor" of the smallest thong underwear. The g-strings still concealed nothing from your hairless bodies. Your bare chests were still exposed save their glittering nipple jewelry. Your only other afforded clothing were your heels, wrist cuffs, and permanently affixed **** collars. Additional clothing would be granted if you graduated from your other training under other advanced sister wives.