Through the Dancer's Door

"The door may affect you. The bucket is boring," the voice stated. "Wouldn't you rather be a beautiful and graceful dancer? Take the belly dancer's door."

Target > 20/2 = 10

1d100+16 Roll = 84 (Critical)

Successful Suggestion (+0 Corruption)

Jade Sato (Update):

Breast Size: Average C-Cups

Trait:

Willing: Jade is currently willing to follow the voice, seemingly harmless checks that do not raise corruption have the target set as 0 but cannot critically succeed. Targets for checks that are against her nature or would raise her corruption are halved. If Jade's trust in the voice waivers she may discard this trait at any moment..

Corruption Points = 16

The voice was right. The bucket door became instantly boring and unappealing to Jade. Additionally a new, deeply seeded desire welled up within her. She wanted to be a graceful dancer. Images of beautiful movements of her gorgeous body filled her mind. She could see it now. Herself being the centre of attention as she danced upon a stage. So many eyes on her. The praise and adoration of so many people. She sought the spotlight and the attention that came with the recognition of her dancing skills.

Jade almost gilded across the room to the dancer door. She reached for the handle and took a deep breath. This was it. Perhaps a way out of here. Maybe just a new room to figure out what traps, puzzles and madness awaited her. Either way she hoped it would lead to her ultimate goal of getting out of here… that felt hollow now. No… she hoped that it rather took her to becoming what she desired even more. To be a dancer. She turned the handle and pushed open the door.

A bright light blinded her and the next thing Jade knew she was darkness. She felt something soft beneath her. Her chest heaved as she breathed in dry air. She opened her eyes to see dim light around her. She was inside some sort of room, laying upon a bed, with silk curtains around it. Groggily she began to sit up and felt the sheets around her fall down exposing her naked body. She paused for a moment, reaching up to her head… no crown. No crown so no gown. Wiping sleep from her eyes she wrapped the blankets around her naked body and stood up from the bed, pushing past the curtain and out into the light to find herself in a bedroom, though it was unlike any Jade had ever seen in her world.

The walls of this room were made of some type of sandstone. The floor was covered with multiple colourful rugs. There was a window from which light came in through the thin curtains. When she threw open the curtains she was greeted with bars blocking her way out. Beyond the bars though was a stunning view. A desert landscape past the tall buildings of a city bathed in bright light from not one, not two but three different suns in the sky. It was like a scene from Aladdin only with an extra two blazing hot balls of fire in the sky. Additionally, even from her elevatored height, Jade could see people crowding the city walking about below her. It was a very busy and bustling metropolis below her.

There came a rattling from the other side of the room and Jade turned to see the door on the far side swing open. She quickly pulled the sheet more around her body as on the other side stood a woman with a ring of keys and a tray of food. "Good morning," she said walking into the room. She barely spared Jade a glance before placing the tray of food down on a nearby table. "I don't think we had much chance to meet last night when they brought you in, but I am Esther." She offered a well worked hand out to Jade.

Jade awkwardly stood there, unwilling to release the sheet she was holding to shake the hand. Instead she looked over the woman before her. She was taller than Jade with brown skin, middle aged with greys coming through her dark hair, pursed dark lips, light brown eyes and a light coating of makeup to touch up her ageing features. Despite her ageing, her body looked fit, muscular, with an edge to it under these smart but practical looking clothes she wore. The top was silk like the sheets but more open with gaps in the midriff and sleeveless, allowing air in against her skin to keep cool in such a hot climate. They also showed off her slightly sagging breasts while her bottoms was this plain white trouser-skirt. All in all the outfit was rather eastern in style Jade would guess, at least compared to the fashions of her world.

"Um…" Jade said, glancing once more at the hand and fiddling with the hem of the sheet she was holding up around herself.

"No need to be modest dear," Esther said shaking her head as she reached out and just yanked the sheet away from Jade.

She gasped and tried to grab it but Esther whisked the sheet away and out of her grasp like a magician, even throwing it back over the bed with a flourish. "This is not the place nor time for modesty," she said with a firm nod. "I am to be your personal trainer, confidant and mistress until you are ready to be of service to the Sultan and the rest of their harem. I will see a lot more of you than just this." She gestured at Jade dismissively. "We have a lot to prepare for but first you must be shown before the harem and Sultan. Eat and drink. I will return shortly and assist you to dress and prepare you for your first performance."

"Performance?" Jade asked with a blink as she still tried to cover her nudity.

"Why of course… you are after all… the new dancer for the entertainment of the Court?" She asked it more as if it was a rhetorical question than anything. "If you are lucky perhaps you can be moulded into being something more. A harem serving girl, sex **** or even a concubine yourself. But that will only be archived with hard work, firm discipline and a strict management of you and your affairs. Luckily, I am just the woman for the job." She chuckled and Jade got the feeling she was meant to also find this mildly amusing. "Either way, I will return with a selection of outfits and prepare you for your first performance. So eat and think about how you will present yourself."

She left Jade in the room alone once more, locking the door behind her. Jade bit her bottom lip and glanced around the room. The tray of food lay untouched on the table. There was little more than the bed, the side table and a dresser here. Meagre quarters for little more than a lowly dancer it seemed. She went through the dresser and found no clothes or anything else but a familiar item. The butt plug equipped, sexy chain lined loincloth. Well that was… something… but not much or any real help. She looked between the locked door and barred window.

Maybe she should try and escape? But where would she even go? Especially, like this. Only a piece of clothing that was little more than a sex toy to her name. Perhaps it would be best to play along for now? But what type of performance could Jade really give? As much as she wanted to be a dancer… she wasn't… not yet. But they expected her to be one. Could she? Her head was swimming so she sat down and began to eat. Food was hard to get down, she was so anxious and nervous. But she managed a few bites of a fruit she did not recognise and some yoghurt. She still needed a course of action. It was then the voice finally spoke up in this new alien world Jade found herself within…

Comment a suggestion from the voice for Jade.