You're taken to meet the others (alt)

Authors note: I wanted a slower build-up with a story that branched off at a point in the middle of the other chapter. This chapter is just a copy-paste of half of my other chapter.

"Ah, there you are, miss Lopez," a man standing outside the door greets you. "Follow me." He's curt, strict, his words more a command than a request. His voice tells you it's the same man who shouted at you through the door earlier.

A few hallways down, and you arrive in a small room with four people. Master Fredericks, Master John and Mistress Emily, as well as a fourth, unknown man, professional-looking.

"Ah, Isabella, how good of you to finally join us," Master Fredericks greet you.

His voice sounds irritated. "I'm sorry, Sir," you automatically reply. "This change was a bit much to take in."

"Well, you chose it yourself. Your former mother has changed a lot, too" - he points at Master John - "and he was the first to meet me."

Chosen this yourself? You hadn't...

"Unlike you, his choice I can understand. It's beyond me to understand why you'd want to be a lowly maid, but I'm certainly not saying no to having you in your new position."

"Sir, I didn't choose..." He stands up, reaches over, and slaps you. Not particularly hard, but enough to startle you, and send an electric jolt down your spine, to between your legs.

"Of course you chose it. There's no point in denying it. When we were under, we all focused on someone, imagined how their life was, and we became them. You became Isabella Lopez, a maid."

You consider voicing another protest, telling him that that wasn't entirely true, but the voice in your head tells you not to. You don't contradict your Master. "Yes, sir," you answer instead, meekly.

"Okay, now that that's sorted out, let's begin," the unknown man says. You are about to take a seat, but with just a look your Master conveys his disapproval. You are our maid, not our equal, so you stand, it seems to say.

After a short presentation by the other man, you are taken out to your new car. Well, Master Fredericks new car. You can't drive. Andy used to be able to, but you're pretty sure Isabella would wreck something. For a second, you wonder if you retain your skills from being Andy. After making sure the other three are in, you climb in yourself. John jokes that you should have been in the trunk, but unfortunately the feds would have reacted.