Left

She knew that the left door was the one to go for the other one had a gas mask on it. Must be something to do with the drones.

She opened the left-hand door and walked inside.

As soon as the door closed behind her, she was set upon by many drones.

The grabbed at her pulling her arms this way and that clasping onto her body to restraint her . Whilst the other ones removed her cat suit and boots.

Should she struggle was this part of the way she became the second in command?

Hayley did not know so she let it happen to her.

The walls of the room lit up and large swirls and spirals graced the white coloured walls.

The voice of the Mistress boomed out.

“You will serve me now!”

“You will be my herald, my jester and announcer. Watch the walls and obey.”

Hayley tried to pull her eyes away from the walls but she could not she was frozen in place as the drones busied themselves around her, she stood still unable to look away. Unable to listen to the voice conditioning her to obey its every command.

The drones began to redress her they **** her legs into multi-coloured tights, then a similar coloured spandex top. Next on her head a jester hat with two prongs one a purple the other a neon pink.

A porcelain doll mask was put on her face, it now gave her face a pale white colour and a manic painted grin. The eyes were wide and cartoon like the cheeks a hint of red blushing.

She could still see the swirls and spirals all she could think about was obeying and serving the mistress. A small voice in the back of her head wondered what was in the other room. That voice was soon snuffed out.

The new jester stood in front of its mistress, she sat in her throne looking at her new creation.

“Hello Hay Hay are you ready to serve your mistress?”

“Of Course, my Mistress I am you attentive and always willing number two” Hay Hay responded with a high-pitched sing song voice.

Mistress Thorne smiled she hand not lied Hayley or rather Hay Hay would be her number two but she would still remain a **** to her mistress voice. Hay Hay would command the drones but only with her mistress orders.

Ha Ha! The mistress looked at her Jester. Every queen needed a Jester.