Go to bed

You decide that apart from taking your will away from you and almost asphyxiating you with this damn corset these 'people' haven't actually harmed you in any way, and to try to escape would be showing a lack of trust and of appreciation for their generosity. Plus you might make them mad, and a house full of angry vampires (or whatever they are) would be a bad thing. Besides, if they are vampires you can leave tomorrow while they are asleep and they won't follow you because of the sunlight (O.k. there wasn't much sunlight in the forest, but at least you'll get a day's travel time)

You remove the dress and manage to undo the corset (allowing you to breathe again) and the go over and look in the wardrobe where, low and behold a diaphanous white nightgown is hanging. You wonder if the Master has spy camera's or something in this room, but decide that giving him an eyeful is the least you can do for someone who has fed and housed you for the night (even if he gave you little choice in the matter). You remove the bra and panties (which, while the sort of thing designed to make men drool, are not very comfortable) and put on the night gown. The feeling of it is wonderful and soft against your skin and you wonder whether you should ask to keep it when you leave.

You go over to the bed and slide happily between the sheets. The thread count on them must be near 1000. These 'vampires' sure know how to treat a girl you think, giggling. You feel so snuggly and warm, and so sleepy that despite your well founded trepidation you drift off to sleep.

Despite the comfortable bed your dreams are disturbing and filled with images of blood (or possibly borsch). You awake with a start in a pitch black room. Despite your inability to see them you can sense another 'person' in the room.