You follow John down to the front of your building

As you step out of the building, it strikes you that you have entered a new realm for you; you are a woman, scantily dressed, in the real world. Anything that happens to you here and now isn’t a computer simulation or figment of Sophie’s imagination, it is real and it is going to really happen to you. You have never been so conscious of how dainty and feeble Sophie’s arms and legs were; you’d be helpless in the hands of almost any man alive. Only the presence of John at your side keeps you from fleeing back into the building.

“Slaves walk one pace behind and one pace to the left of their masters, Princess,” John informs you.