Gently ask her what's going on

"Um... thank you?" you say in a confused manner... "What's going on, is this some kind of joke?"...

It takes her a few moments before answering, and you once again find you eyes drifting across her body - the curvaceous hips, neatly wrapped in the fabric from the skirt, hugging her legs down onto her thighs. Your dreaming is once again interrupted by her words as she speaks; "No, its not a joke, you have been hand-picked by one of our customers. Your details haven't been decided yet, but you will go through some extensive training."

As of now, confusion is clearly all that wraps your body - this can't be real, it's too surreal - I must be dreaming? You discretely pinch your arm in **** hope for waking up in your warm bed, with your cover gently wrapped around your body. But... nothing. You're still here, with the woman before you and you begin processing what she had just said. Training? Customers? Everything is a blur of confusion as forget about the woman for a second. That is, before she once again speaks.

"First of all, trying to flee is of no use, several subjects before you have tried and none have succeeded - the only thing it brings with it is a severe punishment. Which leads me to my next point, if you do not comply with your training, do as any of your trainers say or simply displease any of us - you will get punished. Also, you will refer to everyone you meet as either _mrs, mr, miss or master _unless told otherwise. Understood?"

_No, things like this don't happen in real life, I will wake up any second, I'm sure of it. _The questions surge through your head as you place your face in your palms - closing your eyes and doing your best to wake back up.

A few seconds pass before a more harsher tone than before is heard repeating; "Understood?" from somewhere before you. You swallow deeply once again before looking back up - to your deepest fear seeing her still very much there, with her impeccable posture and far too perfect appearance.

You lower your gaze once again and decide, still sheer confusion to comply. The word "Understood" leaves your lips and travels through the room, quickly replied with; "Understood, what"

"Understood miss"