She agrees

Sandra knows better than to pick a fight she can't win... and while it hurts her pride, she knows that at least she can buy herself time to put together a more elaborate escape plan.

Sandra looks back into the Goblin girl's yellow eyes and nods, but the Goblin only replies with, "Say it...."

"I got it... I won't try to escape..." Sandra says, her pride wounded but her safety assured for the moment.

The Goblin smiles and releases her before she replies, "Good... the name is Casal but you can call me Domina..." Looking at her Guards she walks off and says, "I expect her to be taken to my house and washed...." Looking back at her she look at the tattered clothes on her body and says, "and of course out of those dreadful rags..."

Sandra thinks of home as the Slavers unshackle her, the Half-Orcish guards binding her hands and fastening a steel collar on her neck, they parade her though the streets. The stench, mud, and dust a huge contrast from her home... with every male Goblin, human, and half Orc in the street eyeing her scantily clad body. Of course none of them dared get near her being surrounded by strong guards bearing the seal of Casal.

After about a half hour she notices cobblestone under her feet and the stench of the inner city fading as they reach more sophisticated looking neighborhoods. The guards take her into a decent sized two story house, feeling marble floors under her feet. She sees a beautiful atrium with a lush garden before she is taken below into a cellar. As her eyes adjust to the dimly lit room she notices rooms with heavy doors in a row with a Guard standing beside an open door.

She is quickly untied and pushed into the room by the collar before it releases her, causing her to fall over in the room.

"Here!" The guard shouts, tossing her some clothes in a blanket. "Get cleaned up and dressed, Domina expects you to be ready for your training..."

"What training!?" Sandra asks curiously before the guard ignores her and slams the door.

Sandra stands and looks around the room. It is modest but nice, the stone floor feels cold under her feet but some portions are carpeted. She has a simple but comfortable looking bed and a vanity with various perfumes and beauty products she has never seen before. In the middle of the room is a large tub with a pipe hanging over it. Sandra curiously turns a valve and sees hot water flowing into the tub, her eyes widen at such an amazing thing, with women in her village having to bathe in hot springs or boil water in the winter.

Sandra slowly peels the rags off her body, looking in the mirror she looks at her sweaty, dirty, but sexy body. Her impressive D cup breasts covered with sweat and grime, she runs her hands up her toned abs to knead them, wiping away the dirt to expose her nipples. Shutting off the water, she slides her underwear down her long, toned legs. She slowly steps into the tub, breathing in the pleasant steam as the warm water soothes her aching muscles. Noticing a small cup by the tub, she picks it up and notices it smells like lavender before it slips out of her hands into the tub, the water suddenly becoming soapy and the near magical liquid giving her skin an amazing sensation.

Sandra washes her sexy body and blonde hair before getting out of the tub, drying off before changing into her clothing. It is a simple that leaves little to the imagination... nothing more than a loin cloth that doesn't cover her hips and simple cloth that wraps around her neck and covers her breasts, her muscular back and abs exposed.

Suddenly she hears the cell open and the guard looks at her, frozen by what he sees until he shouts, "Come now... It's time.." Two more guards enter, grabbing her arms and leading her upstairs and through a hallway to a candlelit room. The guards stand by the doorway as a tall elven woman stands up from the bed... Sandra's eyes look away nervously as she notices the elf is wearing nothing but a sheer nightgown. Her nipples poking through and the light showing the outline of her perky but good sized breasts. Her sexy legs, long light blonde hair, and piercing blue eyes of interest to Sandra... but she does her best to bury such feelings.

"Welcome Sandra... I hope you are ready to start your training... I assured Domina there would be no problems..."