She gives you a tour

… there are still some things I wanna change. Follow.“ She pulls on your leash and forces you forwards. As expected, the two ground-floors are just as luxurious and majestic as the entrance hall. There’s gold and diamonds everywhere. Every surface reflects and shines. Life-sized statues of Jane of various invaluable materials decorate each hall. Chandeliers and fountains seem to be the common denominator. It’ll be impossible orientating yourself through all the halls, let alone cleaning them. The dining room itself could host the inhabitants of a small town on a golden table which is at least a hundred meters long. Even the bathrooms are more spacious than any Russian monarch’s main hall. As you go inspect each corridor and hall, Jane’s finger often moves beneath her skirt to circle around her pussy. She’s clearly turned on by all the luxury and opulence and the fact that it’s all hers. However, she keeps herself in check and doesn’t orgasm yet. But she can’t resist to wish a frail crown on her head.

As you guessed, the entire palace with all its floors is ring-shaped, with an extensive internal garden in its middle. The circumference of the floors must be well over a mile long, judging by the time you need to return to the entrance hall. You’ve counted at least a dozen staircases all along the ground floors, but Jane teleports the both of you to the third instead of taking one. A similar sight meets you here: Everything is splendid, everything is neat and divine. Jane sighs. “Gets boring rather quickly,“ she says. “Well, I pictured the world’s most glamorous palace and now all floors look the same. This won’t do. How about…“

During the next few hours, Jane (dragging you along) visits floor by floor to drastically redesign them.

The third and forth floor are rearranged to accommodate her future housemates. She doesn’t tell you yet who she plans to take in, but it’s unambiguous that none of the dozens luxurious quarters will be dedicated to you. Each ‘flat‘ is more like its own mansion, containing more luxuries than anyone could ever dream of.

The fifth floor is redesigned to be almost exclusively covered by pillows and blankets. The floor itself is shiny silver silk, as if the entire floor would be one enormous bed. There are no inner walls, so you can see the curvature and how extensive this section is. Every few ten meters there’s a whirlpool and a rack with silky towels. “This is both going to be my bed and my orgy chamber. So get used to removing all the cum stains and breast milk off the pillows and, well, everything else. I expect this section to be immaculate even during orgies.“

The sixth floor reminds you of a shopping mall for clothes, except that everything is free for the taking. There must be over a million stylish dresses on display here. Chances are that Jane simply willed all extravagant garments ever designed into this floor, since she could never come up with so many design ideas within a second. An entire quarter is committed to shoes, another to jewelry and another to fetish wear like latex catsuits or leather corsets.

The seventh floor turns into one enormous nightclub. Again there are no inner walls. Nothing is missing: Bars, dance floors, massive speakers, lounges, strip poles, neon lights, lasers, smoke machines, DJ booths and stages everywhere.

You’re not even halfway up when you reach the eighth floor, which is swiftly remodeled into a food avenue. Hundreds of restaurants, from cheap fast-food branches like McDonalds or Subway to five-star establishments, make up this floor, with cooks and staff gazing around in confusion. “I don’t wanna teleport around the world to eat fancy, so I brought the world’s best restaurants here,“ Jane explains. “You won’t be eating here, though, since you don’t need food anymore. In fact, everything you try to eat will taste like shit from now on.“ She snaps her fingers, making it so.

Floors number nine and ten surprise you the most. At first you think that you aren’t in the palace anymore, but in the main hallway of your school. Then you notice that the hallway slightly curves and that some of the classrooms are dispositioned. “Same with school,“ Jane says. “I like to have everything in one place.“ She snaps her fingers and summons all female students into the hallway. Most of them look like Amazon goddesses by now. Tall, slim, gorgeous, muscular and busty. When they spot Jane, they all start to clap and cheer. Some bend the knee or start masturbating. “All of you will enjoy access to everything this palace has to offer,“ Jane announces. “Not your male slaves, though. Should I catch one roaming around, his owner will be banished. Floors eleven and twelve have been refurnished into quite luxurious dorm rooms for each of you, in which you’ll find everything to fulfill… your personal needs. You’ll continue attending class, but all tests and homework are hereby nullified.“ She shifts her attention to you. “I’m sure you all know this perverted little fuck by now.“ They nod, cross their arms or look sternly. Some of them yell “Perv“ or “Disgusting“ or “Pathetic“. “He’s going to be responsible to keep the school as well as your residents tidy and spotless. Feel free to treat him anyway you wish for being such a sorry fapping addict, but don’t even consider fucking him. That’s all for now, have fun girls.“

By the time you reach the 13th floor, you have the impression that Jane is out of ideas. It takes a while for her to come up with something, but finally she swings her hand and makes uncountable swimming pools appear along the ring-shaped floor. Only few are filled with actual water. One is filled with warm milk, one with hot chocolate, one with golden honey. Others contain even more experimental liquids like viscous oils, liquid latex, blue slime or mud baths. You physically cringe when you realize that an especially large pool seems to be filled with tons of creamy cum. You hope that you’ll never end up in there.

After Jane struggles to cook up an idea for the 14th floor, she gives in after some minutes. “That’s all I got for now,“ she says. “I’ll do the remaining floors sometime later.“

“How about a room for me?,“ you ask hopefully. “Come on, Jane. Don’t leave me out completely.“

But Jane just sniggers and snorts. “What for? Should I really reward you for being so insurgent against your owner? Why should a toy have its own room? Also you wouldn’t have any free minute to rest in your room, so it would be just a waste of space.“

“But everything in this castle is a waste of-“

But Jane doesn’t want to hear any of your complaints. She grabs you by the balls and squeezes so hard that you fear that she turns them to mush. “You’re a waste of my time,“ Jane hisses. “I could be fucking Hollywood stars or take over nations while I’m listening to your bullshit. With a thought I could make you obey, make you a puppet, just like all the others. I could do anything to you. You’re nothing. A squirming worm. My plaything. Say it.“

She squeezes tighter. Without a choice you whimper: “I’m nothing. A pathetic looser. Please stop. I’ll stop complaining.“

And just like that, she disappears. Without wasting another word to you, Jane vanishes and thus leaves you alone with your cleaning trolley. After checking if your balls are still intact, you sigh and head towards the nearest staircase.