You are suddenly awoken!

BANG! BANG! BANG!

The door to your initiate bed chamber slams open! Mistress Jade enters towering over all of you!

"Up!"

All of you quickly wipe the sleep from your eyes, strip down naked, and are given your customary cuffs and heels. Each of you has been assigned a color for all of your outfits. You grab your cuffs and heels which have the usual purple color that compliments your porcelain skin. Tess quickly applies her white cuffs and heels before assisting Coraline who was struggling with her matching blue outfit. Areli applies her red ensemble which accentuated her long fiery red hair.

"All of you out into the hallway! This is an emergency inspection from our Queen! You WILL behave! You WILL act in accordance with your training. You WILL NOT embarrass me!" Mistress Jade barks as the four of you step outside.

A chill fires up your spine as each of you line up in the hallway. You race to the front followed by Areli, Tess, and Coraline. All of you instinctively stand at attention. Backs straight. Chests out. Arms behind your backs. Feet shoulder width apart. Eyes submissively cast down to the floor. You hear the clicks of each pair of cuffs being clipped together behind each of your backs.

Click... Click... Click... Click...

"Walk forward!" Mistress Jade commands.

Excitement burns within your tiny belly. You are terrified of the unknown, but know something significant must be happening to cause the Queen to summon you and your initiate sisters so early in your training! You concentrate on remaining the proper posture while walking heels. You maintain your purposeful stride and feel the exaggerated sway of your hips below you in the impossibly high heels. The clacking of each of your steps echo off of the dark stone walls of the hallways in perfect cadence.

Click... Click... Click... Click... Click... Click...

The four of you enter a large dim room you have never seen. Before you are four stockades bolted into the floor bathed under blinding spotlights. Each stockade is designed to lock you on your knees with your arms to either side and behind you. Instinctively, the four of you kneel in front of each stockade. You press your back against the length of the vertical mounting bar and pull your arms behind your back. Your mistress guides your wrists into the restraints. Cold steel locks your wrists and ankles. Gently you arch back so your neck can be locked into place as well. Care is taken to ensure your hair is not damaged.

Each of your sister slaves have been identically confined. Your naked bodies are completely **** beneath the heat of the spotlights. Beads of sweat form on your chest and travel down your arched bodies. Your knees ache against the stone floor.

Your eyes strain under the lights as you study the dark gloom before you.

CLACK!

The sound of another spotlight activating reverberates around the room. A raised throne is illuminated before you! Excitement stirs within you. Could this be my Master's chair?

Unlikely, you realize. It is ornately engraved and bedazzled with gems. It's design is obviously feminine. We must be in the Queen's throne room? Mistress Jade stands beneath the raised chair glaring at each of you.

Tess and Areli shift in their discomfort and Coraline whimpers in fear beside you. A fierce glance from your Mistress silences all four of you.

Your ankles are locked spread apart exposing your sex. Beneath the heat of the spotlights, beads of sweat form on your exposed chest and trickle down your sensitive skin. Your nipples stiffen the cold air, of the dark chamber.

You are about to be inspected by the Queen, herself!