Yes! You were sold, for a high price, to one of the most powerful and mysterious Masters!

You smile again up at the ceiling as you continue to reflect on your last few weeks. Yes, your plan had worked. You had fetched one of the highest prices at auction that week! That alone proved the immense wealth of your Master. You had yet to meet him, but you knew he must be well placed within the Emperor's ranks to be able to afford purchasing so many high priced slaves at one auction.

You recall the hushed whispers of the other **** girls at the auction when they heard where you would be going. Your new Master had a powerful and terrible reputation. His endless wealth and great age had resulted in an insatiable and diverse sexual appetite. One girl had warned that your Master heavily modified the bodies of all of his females. You should prepare for that. The thought sends a shiver down your spine.

You looked over at the beds of the other 3 girls with whom you now shared your night chamber. The room was little more than a stone barracks, but each slumbered peacefully in their cots. These girls would be your constant companions through your training as initiate slaves. Provided you all successfully completed your training, you would join the lower Harem as sister wives to the several hundred of Master's breeding females.

If you completed your training...

You were determined to excel and follow in your birth mother's footsteps as one of the highest ranking females within your new harem, but adapting to your new Mistress had proven challenging. The beautiful, but terrible, Mistress Jade had been demanding from the beginning. Initiates were allowed few accommodations. The four of you had been stripped of almost all of your clothing. At all times you were expected to wear impossibly-high six inch heels, ankle and wrist cuffs, dangling earrings, and a g-string thong that left nothing to the imagination. Your makeup and hair was expected to be immaculate.

Mistresses training lasted hours each day. You were trained in proper hygiene. All body hair was to be thoroughly removed each morning. A rigorous skincare routine was enforced. Your haircare for your long black locks required an hour and a half each day. You were trained on advanced makeup techniques tailored to each of your complexions and features. Each of you had been assigned a color. Yours was purple. You were given long dangling earrings, which were to be worn at all times, with purple amethyst stones that matched your eyeshadow perfectly. Your only permitted clothing, a g-string thong, was a matching purple as well.

Mistress had trained you four to walk properly within your heels. Eyes off the floor with one foot in front of the other to maximize the sway of your hips and give your free breasts a slight bounce. Coraline struggled the most with the walking exercise which caused Mistress Jade to **** each of you to repeat it for hours the first few weeks until she could get it right. One night, as you rubbed your sore feet, you had overheard her confide to Areli that her large breasts moving with each step was distracting her from succeeding at the exercise. You had exploded. You would have taken her breasts over your A-cups in a second! Her excuses were annoying and didn't help her succeed at the training at all!

You had also been trained in proper **** body positions. Mistress would call out "Position 5!" and it was expected for each of you to know to drop to your knees, head down at the proper angle, and reach back with your hands and grip your ankles. There were 10 positions in all to perfect! Your pussy grows damp at the unknown reasons for needing to assume different positions at a moments notice. You strived to perform the best and were recognized for your eagerness by your Mistress.

Mistress had saved the hardest training for the last recent weeks. You now understood the purpose of your ankle and wrist cuffs. At any time, Mistress could surprise one or all of you by clipping you into a stress position which you were expected to maintain for as long as she demanded. One unfortunate day, all of you had been **** to line up and balance leaning precariously forward in your high heels with your wrists clipped to each of your ankles. Mistress had paced behind each of you surprising you with either a vibrator against the slim strip of fabric protecting your clit or spanking your naked ass. Coraline continued to fall resulting in the exercise starting over again. You remember how red Tess' face got as she **** herself to remain conscious during her 3rd orgasm. After her successful performance, Mistress Jade had removed the vibrator from her clit and congratulated her by dismissing all for of you early for the day.

Any hesitation, failure, or defiance resulted in punishment. This could be small or large. The randomness kept each of you on your toes. On the first day, Tess had burst into tears after seeing herself in the new humiliating outfit each of you needed to wear. Mistress Jade had shocked you all by locking Tess' arms behind her back, bending her over her lap, and spanking her ass red. But Mistress could be equally kind. She ensured each of you received ample food and tended to your health. Good behavior was rewarded. Years as Master's training Mistress had resulted in her unmatched knowledge of the female body and psyche. After one night of high performance, you had been asked to stay behind and the other girls were dismissed. You were instructed to stand with legs spread shoulder width apart and hands clasped behind your back. She had come up behind you, wrapped her arms softly but firmly around you, and slipped her fingers beneath your thong into your folds. She had whispered soothing praises into your ear while forcing you to cum in her arms. You had wept with joy during the experience as your body quaked within her firm grasp.

Your eyes grow heavy as you continue to stare at the ceiling. It will likely be another exhausting day of training tomorrow.