A woman

Maisie had expected her... owner to be the one opening the door. Barring him, one of the burly guards that had brought her to this place. What she hadn't expected was a woman. The first thing she noticed was that she was dressed in latex just as Maisie was, but her outfit was almost professional looking, like a rubber parody of a secretary. She carried herself the same way as well.

"Good morning, **** Maisie. I see you have already finished your daily exercise. Excellent! A good **** should always strive to maintain in perfect shape," said the woman in a British accent.

Tightening her fists, Maisie glared at her. She knew that voice. "Y-You! You're the one that called me last night?" It was unmistakable. Now that she finally put a face to the voice, she saw that the woman was exactly how she imagined her: a fake smile to accompany the saccharine voice, a professional posture, and an immaculate appearance with an admittedly beautiful face and red hair, with nary an imperfection on her white skin from head to toe.

The woman nodded once. "I did, as were my orders. Do not take it personally, **** Maisie."

"Kind of hard to not take it personally. If it were not for you, I would not be here."

A giggle erupted from the woman. "Oh, dear **** Maise. Believe me that my lack of cooperation would have little effect on you being here. If I had disobeyed, I would have been punished and another would have done the job for me."

Maisie grunted and slightly relaxed. "What is your name? Psycho blackmailing bitch is a bit of a mouthful."

The woman tightened her smile but responded nonetheless. "I am referred to as **** Katie."

"You're a ****?" questioned Maisie with a frown.

Katie pointed at her attire. "Of course. I wear the clothes of a ****. The same clothes as you. I am sure your Master already told you that this material is the symbol of a **** in the Society."

"He told me," Maisie spat. "But he didn't really tell me all that much about your bullshit symbols and customs."

Widening her smile, Katie continued. "That's why I was asked to come here, **** Maisie. Master James is still a new member and does not yet have an established household of slaves. You were your Master's first. He still lacks an apex **** to guide the others. So, please behave yourself while I try to explain proper **** etiqutte in these next few days." She got closer. "Stay still while I put this on."

The actress finally noticed that in her hands, the woman carried a collar like the one she'd worn yesterday, thought this time a dark metal and there seemed to be something odd about it. Before she had a time to protest, the woman swiftly opened it and locked it around Maisie's neck.

"Let us begin, shall we? First of all, what is your name?"asked Katie.

Maisie narrowed her eyes at Katie. Did she have a memory problem or something? "My name is Maisie Williams. You already know that." Immediately, she felt an uncomfortable prick at her neck. It wasn't really painful, but it still made her jump at the discomfort. Her eyes settled on the small device in Katie's hand. "What was that for?"

"Something to aid with your education, just in case you get something wrong, which you did. Slaves don't have the right to their second name anymore. Master James has been kind enough to let you keep your original first name but many slaves are renamed after their capture. From now on, you are to refer yourself as **** Maisie and only as **** Maisie. Likewise, you are to respond to others by their titles. You shall always refer to Master James by his proper, or sometimes he will ask to simply be called 'Master'. Women owners, as rare as they are in the Society, are to be referred by the title of Mistress. Non-owners are to be referred with the titles of Mister or Madam. Do you understand, **** Maisie?"

Maisie glared in response until another shock stabbed at her neck, this time with a little more power. "Yes... **** Katie," she responded through gritted teeth.

"Good. Now, let's get you dressed for today." Katie walked towards the closet and came back with black rubber lingerie and a purple latex summer dress. "Nothing too strict for now considering the planned activities. Go easy on the makeup. You have twenty minutes." Without another word, Katie walked out the door and left the actress to get dressed.