You dress.

You wake up in your brand new chambers full of excitement. The previous secretary had been"retired" last night. You do not know what that means, and you try not to think about it. Through your political maneuvering you have successfully positioned yourself amongst the most powerful women in the Harem. It is time for you to look the part!

You apply your makeup and get dressed. Your job requires that you balance an appearance of professionalism without hiding your true purpose as a concubine **** for Master. Your appearance is perfect. Your eyes lashes were surgically augmented to increase their length and your smokey makeup and eyeliner further highlights your magnificent green eyes. You carefully apply your foundation as to not hide the freckles that playfully speckle your pale gold skin. You tease your shimmering long red hair playfully over your shoulders and down your back. It ends at your perfectly pert ass. Your shiny red locks compliment your ruby collar and body jewelry.

Your uniform as Master's secretary is a skirt suite that somehow manages to exaggerate the sexuality of your body. Your top is a white low cut tank top and has been designed to cling tightly around your narrow waist. The spaghetti straps strain against your bare shoulders as they fight to contain your large F-cup breasts and the perky mounds of flesh pull the fabric impossibly taught. The isn't enough room to accommodate a bra so your hoop piercings can be seen pressing against the thin fabric. Careful posture must be maintained to ensure it remains properly in place.

Your suit jacket further accentuates your ensemble. It tapers delightfully around your little waist and is cropped short revealing your belly button piercing in the front and Master's branded symbol tattoo on the small of your back. Your skirt leaves nothing to the imagination either. Your thong beneath it is probably a more practical protection from the elements. The thin strings of your g-string peak out from above the low waist line. There is a chill in the room and you are thankful for the thin strip of fabric covering your sex as your little clit's only protection from the cool air. Your smooth legs extend deliciously from underneath your skirt and your feet are strapped into a pair of sexy 6 inch heels. Keeping your curves within the suite will be a struggle, but that was clearly by design.

You smile at yourself in the mirror. You have no idea how you will replace the previous Secretary, but you know you will succeed. No one has climbed the ranks fo the harem as quickly as you! As secretary you have power. Provided you keep it, you can use it to protect yourself from the many threats of the harem. You haven't come this far to fall to "first day" jitters.

You check the time posted on the wall and begin to move towards the upper levels of Master's fortress in earnest. The Queen will be introducing you to Master as his new Secretary and you can't be late.