Week 1: Monday, 3rd Dec 2029, Night

"Oh my beloved master, wasn't today I sign away my freedom to finally join your estate as loyal ****?" Yamadera was bored.

Well that was the plan, but I was doing up some paper work. The business side of me recoil at the **** contract that I was supposed to let my slaves sign.

There is something lacking, it's so crude.

"The old Slaving contract's boring. It's a thing of the past. I gives me bad memories. I've witness so many signed, and my hard work was sold away to some rich unenlightened businessman who only values the few holes on my product." I feel myself getting red. Ah, the ego, that familiar ego of mine is coming back.

"We'll sign a new contract tomorrow. As for tonight, do up your resume, and prepare for the onboarding interview after contract signing tomorrow. Take the standard resume template on the table as a point of reference." I said, pointing to three documents on the table.

"Jesus Christ, dude. We are signing to be sex slaves, not looking for a job. What the fuck is key achievement? Skills and Competencies? What should I write, I'm good at taking it in the ass?" Yamadera was shocked.

"Yea, I have to agree with her on that one. I didn't even had to write a resume for James when he recruited me to his slaving company." Jenifer adds in.

"What gave you the impression that it was a suggestion? You ladies came in smiling while expecting to sign yourselves away but make a racket when you have to do paperwork. I'll be using your resumes to determine your role in my estate. Do a good job." I said.

"Lisa, bring them to your dormitory. You ladies squeeze a little bit tonight, I'll look at the living space situation tomorrow. I've made arrangement with someone Mr. Janus recommended. I'll have to pull a all-nighter finishing these paper work up."

Another long night ahead I guess.