A Classroom

You entered a small room where only a few students sat at desks with books and equipment that you remembered you still had in your bag.

"Just by looking at you, no offense, I don't think you'll do well truing to gamble here." She gestured to a desk where you followed and sat down.

"Oh..." She could uave said it nicer at least. "So what is this place?" You continued.

"This is a classroom, duh. That old hag lies to everyone about the classes, this is a school and they need to teach actual classes. It's just no one comes here and those who do have a high chance of being selected to be a Pet."

"A Pet?"

"A Slave, basically. Anyways, have fun here." And with that Jessica had turned to leave.