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The young sorceress sighed, as she was keep waiting in the living room of the quarters of the High Sorceress of the Temple of Doom -her mother-. She arrived in time, as instructed, but was told by the acolytes of the guard to wait, and she did so for more than two hours: finally, the acolytes leave her pass to see her own mother, telling she will be ready in a moment. And there, in the livingroom, she heared the laughs and sounds made by her mother in the bedroom with her toy slaves.

"If she said that I should be there on a specific hour, she should at least be as well punctual" she thought.

Meanwhile, in the other room, the High Sorceress of the Temple of Doom leaved her slaves dress her up.

"It was a very good time girls" she said to the slaves "You have earned some hours of rest, before resuming your duties."

"Many thanks mistress" answered the four slaves in chorus.

"And for you, the new girl..." said the High Sorceress

"Yes mistress?"

"What's your name?"

"Laeh'le, mistress" lied Maylara to the sorceress.

"Where you were working? I would have seen such gorgeous slave before."

"I was asigned to the Laundry, mistress" said Maylara.

"AH! So Nhyltarr was keeping you all for herself! But I really don't blame her" said the Mistress. "From now, you will be assigned to me. You will present you later with Zarolin in the pleasure house for some training, however... you need some more experience first."

"Yes mistress" answered May, while the High Sorceress, wearing her transparent gown went to meet her visitor.

Maylara, still nervous and shocked from the last hours, looked to the other slaves of the High Sorceress.

"Can I dress again?" she said, doubtful... she need to follow the High Sorceress and learn her secrets... but she prefered to do that with some clothes on!

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