Bide, for now...

Lavinia and Silva waste no time in whisking you away, interrupting your thoughts as well as the quickly growing desire to resist, violently if necessary. One girl walks slightly behind you, and the other just ahead. But the further you go from your new mistress, the more emboldened you find yourself. Surely it'd be better to be on the run, than live the next decade as a ****...? But how to escape, and when? You puzzle over these questions desperately, visually checking every window and every door for locks and bars.

You don't listen as the girls begin to tease and titter, and you pay less attention to where you're actually being led. A plan begins to form in your mind as soon as you're ushered into a room with multiple unbarred window. The girls are weak, surely you could overpower them and leap from the window. You've not gone up any stairs so there shouldn't be any great fall on the other side. You shake yourself to awareness realizing you must have reached the intended destination, but before you can react one of the girls nimbly ties a lacy white ribbon over your throat and begins to disrobe you.

"Surely you don't plan to leave use just yet, John" One of the girls begins. The other is at your other side, caressing your arm lightly and clasping your wrist within her soft hand. "You've only just gotten here, and there's so much fun to be had."

You attempt to snatch your arm away, but find her grip surprisingly firm.

"Don't let Mistress Acantha frighten you," she giggles. "The slaves lounge hides so many pleasures, and we have so much to teach you..."

She tugs at your wrist leading you to a stone bath, and nearby chair located at the center of the room. While it all looks very plain, it still strikes you as surprisingly nice for slaves...