Flee

Hayley grabbed Dee's arm and belted off the in the other direction from the drone.

She ignored the confused and angry sounds coming from behind her as her leather gloved hands dug into Dee's arm.

Picking a open door at random she dragged her confused mistress with her pray that the door would close behind them.

Thankfully it did and they now found themselves safe. Or as safe as they could be in this place.

"Right Drone I think this proves that my uniform idea is not fool proof so I am going to take off the mask" Dee said in the breathy voice of the drone .

She pulled off the mask revealing her pretty face . Her hair however she kept in the braid as it did keep it out of the way.

Right now where were they?

It could have been a clothing shops stockroom. Long rails of coat hangers filled with cloths.

What was this place?

Dee looked around running her fingers across some of the smooth looking items. She pulled of her gloves and began to run her fingers across a long fluffy coat.

Was this a dressing room.

"Well well what do we have here someone has made it to the final room?"

The female voice that often spoke on the speakers said.

"Not sure how you got here or how you managed to reprogram on of my drones but I have to admit I am impressed. You have one final challenge to complete once that is done you win!"

Dee face lit up with a smug grin. She had won.

Hayley felt a swell of anger boiling instead of her.

She had not won if anything Hayley had won and Dee was some tag along that she had used for a bot of roleplay.

"Now the challenge is simple pick out your outfit from the clothes then pick one of the doors at the end of the room. On the other side of the door you will claim your prize."

Dee gasped with excitement and rushed around the room grabbing items of all the rails trying to find the perfect winners outfit.

Hayley stood and watched trying not to laugh as Dee pick of all thing a power suit complete with trouser. The twist was it was made of PVC but still Hayley could have thought of a better look. To top it all Dee picked up some fake glasses to wear.

Was she trying to go for an office job or a victory celebration.

Never mind that Hayley thought as she watched Dee walk towards the doors at the end.

"Drone follow."

Hayley followed.

Dee picked a door and walked inside.

Hayley paused before entering.

A scream came from the other side of the door.

A scream of terror or pleasure Hayley could not be sure. Was this one final test one final trick should Hayley follow her mistress or leave her a try her luck with the other door.