The work begins

"Now that everyone is here we can begin properly." The voice said oozing malice. The girls recoiled as best as they could in the various states of immobility.

"Soon your lives as you know them will be over. I've been mulling over what exactly to do with you all over this evening and I think I've come to a decision. Birthday girl, you're up first. Say goodbye to the Sarah you knew ladies. When the phone is handed to you you will be able to speak again but no screaming, you will put it up to your ear and listen. Sarah take the phone off speaker let's have at least some privacy." Sarah got up, grabbed the phone and held it up to her ear.

"Seeing as how it's your birthday and all I'm going to give you a present. Internalize what I say to your core. Forget about your fiance and your life with him"

"Forget my fiance and my life with him?" Sarah repeated like a question face expressionless but wailing on the inside. The words echoed in her mind and try as she might to hold on to the memories they slowly evaporated. She didn't even know why she was sad anymore. The voice had made her forget something but she didn't know what.

"Forget your friends, you don't have any"

"Forget...friends...don't...have any" quicker this time Sarah flinched at the sudden discovery of strangers in her room. The rest of the girls looked on in horror as the recognition fled from Sarah's eyes. Ellen especially distraught forgot the pain on her thumb that she'd sucked raw.

"Forget your feelings, your ambitions, your personality."

"Feelings... ambitions... personality... forget"

"You have slaves."

"Slaves" that must be who these people are.

"Yes Sarah slaves, that's who these girls are, and you are their mistress. You are not a cruel mistress but you are demanding, exacting and entirely devoid of empathy for your slaves. There is nothing you would do that cannot be done by one of your slaves. What you love most though is being pleasured by your slaves, their subservience turns you on"

"They're... slaves" she was right. Her fear dissolved. She was a mistress she had nothing to fear. She looked on the other girls with cold detachment.

"You are selling me some of your slaves downsizing to this apartment where you will live off the income earned by your sale and remaining slaves."

"Selling them" the girls didn't like the sound of that. What was he telling her and why was she going along with it.

"Put this phone to one of your slaves ears until they take it and go to your room to sleep, when you wake up I'll have already taken the ones I want. Live out the rest of your days with those slaves."

With that Sarah handed the phone to Candice and walked away without another word.