Allow the mistress to lock you in

You smile back, intending to enjoy your evening. "You aren't going to scare me out of a free night's entertainment, madam."

"Whatever. Enjoy the night then," she concludes as she leaves and locks the door. The locked door does somewhat unnerve you as it isn't normal practice, but you choose to ignore it.

As you gaze at the beautiful maidens before you, you imagine that there's obviously some catch here, but can't for the life of you work it out. The girls all seem harmless. The eunuch would always have to obey the master in all things — other than the collaring and branding, and it's the girls, not you, who are going to receive that.

Giving up on your speculations, you step over to the girls to select your passion **** for the night. To your surprise, they all seem very keen to be selected. Given that the main evening's entertainment is meant to be their collaring and branding afterwards, you think they'd be much more subdued. You grow more unnerved, but again manage to rationalize to yourself once more, concluding that the display is just a product of their good training.

Nevertheless, you feel compelled to ask, "Are you being punished by being here?"

"No sir," one answers. "We all very much want to be here and have the magical chance to sleep with you. We hope it might even be a life-changing event for us."

You blush somewhat at the implied compliment. "You flatter me pretty ones, but I don't expect you will find my sex world-changing."

"You underestimate the magic of sex here, master. It will indeed potentially be a life-changing experience for the lucky one of us!" one replies with great earnestness.

You laugh at that. "Oh well, I am afraid then that five of you will be disappointed."

They all nod their pretty heads sadly and then start to giggle uncontrollably.

You look at the six of them somewhat disconcertedly, certain you are missing something.

"Sir, do you know what'll happen tonight?" the same girl asks, somewhat tentatively after regaining control of her laughing fit.

"Other than the collaring and the branding of you girls, not really. I got this room from spinning the wheel of options," you smile.

She and the others giggle again. After taking a deep breath, she continues, "Master, you are quite lucky then. I'm sure you will be surprised how things unfold, and learn much about the fairer sex tonight."

You begin to feel very uneasy. The whip mistress said something similar.

After you remain silent for a few moments, a different girl asks "Do you not think it is cruel that we are to be branded and collared?"

"I suppose it is the fate of slaves, I do not care greatly," you respond, trying to sound like a local male.

"Perhaps you might feel differently if it was your butt," she teases, to which all of the girls giggle.

"Is anyone going to tell me what is going on here?" you demand.

They all grin, and in unison, shake their pretty heads.

You sigh, clearly confused by all of this. "Ugh, well I suppose I should make my selection..."