The slaves follow meekly behind Josh, their bare feet padding softly against the cool marble floors. As they enter the grand dining hall, their eyes widen in amazement at the opulent surroundings. An enormous chandelier hangs overhead, casting a warm glow upon the lavish spread below. Roasted meats, fresh fruits, delicate pastries - it seems no expense has been spared in preparing this feast.
However, none of the women dare touch anything without explicit permission from their new master.
Take your seats, any will do for now
With a mix of trepidation and hunger, the slaves gingerly lower themselves onto the plush velvet chairs, perching on the edges as if expecting to be summoned to stand at any moment. They sit silently, their gaze fixed on Josh, awaiting further instruction.
A tense silence fills the air as the girls struggle to comprehend their new reality. The weight of servitude settles heavily upon them.