Your First Inspection

Ophelia brings me towards the door but stops before opening it to give a rundown on what's about to happen. I naturally feel myself tense up due to anxiety.

"Okay, so every morning the Head Mistress, as well as Master Dax and Mistress Margaret like to perform a routine inspection on all of us. This is to make sure that we are maintaining our appearances to the expected standards. Don't worry too much about it since it's your first day and you've also already been well prepped anyways. Usually they look for obviously things like mistakes in our wardrobe, hair or makeup. Sometimes they may nitpick, though that usually only happens if you've done something else that has upset them."

"Like what?" I ask.

"It could be anything really. Messing up in training, disobeying commands..." her thoughts seem to trail. "Don't worry though, you haven't been here long enough for anything like that to have happened."

I nod meekly and ask about what else I need to do.

"All you need to worry about is a few things. Once we step outside, I want you to stand directly beside me in front of the door. Stand with your feet spread apart at the same distance as the width of your shoulders. Put both of your hands behind your head and look straight forward. Don't move, don't talk, don't look at me or anyone else, and don't do anything unless you're told to. Do you think you can do that, Sara?"

"Yes..." I answer in a tone that probably doesn't inspire a lot of confidence.

"Perfect, then you'll do just fine."

Ophelia moves towards the door and turns the handle. Opening it up, she steps into the hallway with me tailing closely behind. When we're out in the open, it becomes clear that all of the other slaves are already outside, posing in the exact position that Ophelia had just described. Down the hall towards my left is Luna, the girl who first greeted me when arriving yesterday. Next to her is Jezebel, the ebony skilled girl that gave me a tour of the manor.

Ophelia must catch me staring and gives a slight nudge with her elbow for me to get into position. Before I do, I catch a quick glimpse down the right hand side of the hallway where two more women are posing. The one closest to me and Ophelia was the one in that training room with Master Dax that I saw when Jezebel was giving me that tour. I think her name was Sapphire. She looks much cleaner and prettier now than yesterday. The other woman next to her is unfamiliar though. She is shorter than everyone else and has shoulder length light brown that is completely disorganized relative to the rest of us. The most striking detail that I can pinpoint however is the strange leather belt that extends around her waist and over her groin. She looks significantly more tired and disturbed than anyone else here.

I do not really have the opportunity to contemplate it though as the sounds of footsteps descending stairs spurs me into straightening my posture and adopting the pose that Ophelia had previously described.