About an hour passed and Sara lay in the alcove alone. She could not believe everything she had endured. The whole time she had been crying non stop just wanting this hell to be over, to be free of this torture. She could hear the other women in the room all happy, enjoying themselves having fun here. They seemed completely brainwashed by this place and it's master. That monster having turned these women into servants for his use. The thought of ever having to return to that revolting creature disgusted her. She hoped so much that she was just going to be kept in here. At least then she would be safe from being molested, or worse by these people. Her peace was short lived when her stomach began to growl. She had not eaten all day since having had breakfast in the morning. She wondered where she could get something to eat. As if she had just wished for food in that moment, a small hatch within the wall of the alcove opened up and there was a few loafs of bread just sitting there. Her eyes gleamed in happiness, almost in tears as she looked upon the food with hunger. What she did not expect was that it was not just for her. She overheard the other women rush over to the alcove areas where the bread was presented to them, most cramming inside to the get the first piece. One of the women; blue skinned with short dark hair wearing a yellow bra and thong pushed Sara to the side to get her fill. Sara was appalled by their desperation and tried to break through to get a piece before they were all gone. She reached her hand for one piece of bread and grabbed it tight. As soon as the women had all taken the bread, they left the alcove, some eating in group, whereas others, including Sara herself ate alone. Sara looked down at her piece, uncertain as to whether it was safe to eat. One part of her was saying that it was, but another part was suspicious whether it may be drugged, or even it was how they brainwashed these women in becoming submissive tools for the harem. Her stomach grumbled again so she decided to take the chance. She took one small bite, tasting it's unusual but quite delicious flavour.

"It's nice isn't it?"

Sara looked up and found Camie sitting outside the alcove watching her eat.

"It's alright… I guess." She replied, not wanting to admit how right Camie was.

"That is all we get for our three meals. And also drinks in a bit. But they make sure we return the cups after. It's how we keep this skinny and fit so we can be at our best when we serve and entertain the Exalted One's guests by dancing for them or other means."

Sara did not need to enquire about what she meant by other means, and that was what concerned her more than anything. Sara returned back to eating her bread while Camie elaborated on one major factor.

"That is all we get. But Master's special chosen slave… you sister, you can receive more food and drink if you please the Master."

Camie looked over towards the pool with a little glint of disappointment in her eyes. "Yes, to be his and be treated, protected and fed by him…" she finished, almost dreamily.

"You're the lucky one's. To stay here, away from Ja- the Master and not be bothered being touched or stared at by his guests." Sara told her, trying to cheer her up. Camie looked back at her all puzzled.

"But why would you not want them to touch you? To look at you like you are a gift they cannot have?"

Sara went quiet, not wanting to continue this conversation any further. Melina entered the room carrying a quite large box that she placed on one of the benches. A few of the other women came over to see what she had brought them and Melina opened it for them to see. As soon as they had seen what was in the box, they all cheered and ran back off again. Sara watched the events unfold, not believing that it had anything to do with her.

"SARA!" Melina yelled, gesturing again for her to meet with her. When Sara hesitated to obey, Melina asked her, "Or do you want the girls to drag you over here again?" threateningly. Sara had no choice. At the same time, Camie, who had been so kind to her this whole time, reached her left hand to Sara, wanting her to take it and lead her over there.

"CAMIE, IT IS HER CHOICE!" Melina bellowed. Camie put her head down in shame and sat there. Sara slowly got to her feet and made her way over to Melina. When she got there Melina undid her hair tie, freeing her ponytail and allowing her hair to flow down her back and onto her shoulders.

"Get in." Melina ordered, pointing to the pool. Sara reluctantly obeyed, walking to the edge of the pool before bending down and getting in. Melina called over another woman who had Caucasion skin, breasts around the same size as Sara's and long white hair flowing down her well toned back. She got into the pool with Melina and the two moved closer to Sara who stayed up against the edge of the pool, trying to keep her distance from them.

"Oh lose the shyness and modesty. You don't have that anymore. What you possess is now the Master's. That includes every inch of that lovely body." Melina purred. "Now let's get to work." With that Melina and the other women pushed Sara underwater for a couple of seconds before bringing her back up again, leaving Sara shocked from the whole unexpected experience. The other woman who introduced herself as Jess grabbed a bottle another one of the women had brought over to them and poured the shampoo liquid into her hand, proceeding to wash Sara's hair for her.

"I could have done that myself." Sara thought to herself. She could not deny it felt quite nice having Jess wash her hair for her though. She quickly diminished the thought, still trying to not fall for their mind tricks. Melina and Jess pushed Sara under once more to wash out the shampoo, bringing her back up again seconds later.

"You could have just asked me to do that." Sara snapped back.

"Quiet. You are just a doll we have to prepare slave. No talking no moving." Melina replied, being a left a little annoyed by Sara's outburst. As soon she her hair looked shiny and clean, Melina had Sara get out so they could move onto the next step. Jess jumped out after Sara and went over to a cabinet in a room on the right side of the pool to get what they needed. In the meantime, Melina spoke to Sara.

"Okay as you have already been warned, you are to only address the Master as "Master" or "Exalted One". Next you must obey every one of the Exalted One's orders no matter what. If you cannot for whatever reason, he may be lenient if he is feeling generous. Otherwise you will be punished for not obeying him." She explained. Sara nodded back every time she was asked if she understood, afraid to be punished again for speaking when she was ordered not to. She did not like acting so cooperatively, but felt like it was her only option. Melina continued.

"In time you will learn how to dance in the correct forms and entertain the Exalted One and his guests in full succession. Any slip up and the Exalted One will punish you severely, depending on how much you insulted him."

Sara worried all the more with she was informed of. Any slip up, any mistake and her life could be complete torture. She was drawn back to reality when Jess finally returned with an assortment of beauty products including lipstick, perfume and make up.

"I'm going to look like a slut with all that on my face." She thought while sitting still like a statue so Jess could apply it all. At the same time Melina finished with, "In here I am your Mistress and you do as you are told or else you will be punished severely like I have already demonstrated." in a very firm tone. Sara understood all too well. Jess was finally done with the make up and all that remained was the outfit. After having seen what the other women were forced to wear, she dreaded what attire she would have to don. Melina told her to stand. Sara obeyed straight away, receiving a grin from Melina realising it was already working. She circled around Sara, inspecting every inch of her body. She looked pleased and opened the box beside them, pulling out a couple of piles of garments. One piece contained a yellow bra that only had shoulder straps and not a back strap to hold it in place. Melina placed over Sara's chest, hanging the straps over her shoulders before connecting the second piece that looked to be a golden coloured thong with quite short, matching coloured, flowing veils on the front and back of it. She placed it around her waist. Lastly was a pair of golden coloured, low heeled shoes that Melina placed on Sara's feet. She felt a little better now knowing that she at least had clothing to cover her most intimate parts and not be paraded around like a naked pet with no fur to cover her. She thought they were done until Jess, roughly grabbed as much of her long hair as she could.

"Argh!" She yelled from the pain of her hair being manhandled so roughly. Jess tired Sara's hair round and round, tying it into a long blonde braid.

"Perfect. Now it's time." Melina said. Bib entered the room and walked up to them, taking in Sara's new beautiful, dolled up face.

"The Master will surely be pleased. Let's go."