"Oh, Emma, you look lovely!"
"Thank you, Lisa. I just love this outfit, especially how my legs look in these pantyhose! I hope you'll thank Miss Ella for letting me wear it."
"Of course I will! And I can see why Miss Ella invited you to join us tonight!"
"Lisa, can I ask a question?"
"Of course, honey."
"What is it, exactly, that Miss Ella does? Why did she ask me to come here?"
"Oh, honey. It's nothing to worry about. Miss Ella is simply a collector."
"I see. And what does she collect?"
"Girls."
"Girls?"
"Yes. Girls like you and me."
"I don't understand..."
"What's not to understand? Miss Ella collects girls to serve her."
"I... wait, to serve her? Like maids?"
"Well, almost. More like her sex slaves."
"What! Sex slaves? Isn't that illegal?"
"Oh, honey, all of Miss Ella's girls are here voluntarily. Just like you. They're her slaves because they want to be."
"Oh..."
"And, like them, you're free to leave, at any time."
"I see..."
"Good. Should we get you down to the playroom? Miss Ella is dying to get to know you. Me too, if I'm perfectly honest."
"..."
"Is something wrong?"
"No, it's just..."
"Yes?"
"Nothing, it's nothing... Let's go to the, um, playroom..."
"Thank you, Lisa. I just love this outfit, especially how my legs look in these pantyhose! I hope you'll thank Miss Ella for letting me wear it."
"Of course I will! And I can see why Miss Ella invited you to join us tonight!"
"Lisa, can I ask a question?"
"Of course, honey."
"What is it, exactly, that Miss Ella does? Why did she ask me to come here?"
"Oh, honey. It's nothing to worry about. Miss Ella is simply a collector."
"I see. And what does she collect?"
"Girls."
"Girls?"
"Yes. Girls like you and me."
"I don't understand..."
"What's not to understand? Miss Ella collects girls to serve her."
"I... wait, to serve her? Like maids?"
"Well, almost. More like her sex slaves."
"What! Sex slaves? Isn't that illegal?"
"Oh, honey, all of Miss Ella's girls are here voluntarily. Just like you. They're her slaves because they want to be."
"Oh..."
"And, like them, you're free to leave, at any time."
"I see..."
"Good. Should we get you down to the playroom? Miss Ella is dying to get to know you. Me too, if I'm perfectly honest."
"..."
"Is something wrong?"
"No, it's just..."
"Yes?"
"Nothing, it's nothing... Let's go to the, um, playroom..."
