After this simple presentation, they were taken to the dining room, although not one of the girls had ever been in such canteens. The service was automatic, each approached the place of issue, put a thumb to the screen and received a tray with its portion ... Something. It was more accurate not to understand, it was not for everyone to clarify the taste. When she got her portion, the question arose of where to go with it, there were no tables in the room, as well as chairs, as well as cutlery, however, too. Only on the floor were outlined yellow rectangles, denoting the place where to put their tray, where others were already joining. She did the same, put her food on the "table", sat down on her knees and tried to eat, although she managed with difficulty.

Although all the food had the consistency of porridge, she did not climb into her throat. The girl kept thinking about that slave, who was standing on all fours and who was being dragged from behind. She always imagined herself in the place of this poor girl.
- “Is it possible that I will become such? And after what time? Kneeling, begging to fuck her ... Current from desire. "

She looked at herself and grinned slightly, she was already on her knees, and she herself didn’t pay attention to how quickly. From the realization of this was even a little fun and felt better in my heart. You need to use a minute of relief to eat. So she did. And I must say, on time, Marcus entered the room.
- Finished with food, cleaned up the dishes and lined up in a column.

All the girls hurried to follow the instructions, jumped up from their seats and suffered to hand over their trays. Nineteenth tried to quickly shove in your mouth as much as it has time while the others are being built. Then she ran her dishes and ran into the tail of the column. They moved through the corridors again, this time they had to walk longer. I had to go along the same corridors with the same turns, it is not known where, and again along the corridor and for the next turn. Although at one moment their environment abruptly changed, it became obvious that they were led by underground tunnels to the other wing of the complex, and why they did not lead on the surface, apparently from the fact that it was quite cool in the street and they did not give out any clothes. Such a conclusion for herself and she did.

Finally they came to the goal, a man and two dozen naked, frightened girls at the closed door.

“Come in one by one and take empty seats,” Marcus commanded, opening the door.
The column began to dissolve in the passageway in the aisle, the girls without any objections went inside. Since the nineteenth was at the very end of this procession that was in the nutria, she did not see, but the process quickly stopped. Only seven women managed to come in. Marcus put his palm on the chest next, ordering to stop, the empty seats were over. The man closed the door, immediately the characteristic sound of the lockable automatic lock was heard, and the thinning column moved to the next one, since it was a couple meters further. The process was repeated, the door opened, the girls went inside, this time without delay.
Soon her turn would come, the number of girls in front of her was rapidly decreasing and, it seems, this time everything will be together. She was already close enough to the door to see what was on the other side.

The room was a rectangle, extended in depth from the entrance. On either side of the door was a row of solitary cells, which were gradually filled with prisoners. There were no walls between the cameras, girls from each other were separated by steel grids, and a door was made from the same grids. Her hands grew cold from this look, her legs became wadded, it seemed that if you take another step, they would buckle and not bear her weight.Moreover, it was a surprise when a man’s hand rested on her. From this she even shuddered.
- It seems for you and there is not enough space. Come on, - Marcus ran his hand over the inside of the wall, apparently pressing on the panel, thereby closing the chamber doors. They moved to the next room.

When the next door opened, she already knew what to do. The girl went inside and tried to take the first camera. To her surprise, she was locked, the room was not empty. Quickly orienting she entered the next, the lattice behind her immediately closed, the door to the room itself - too. All she heard was the sound of fast-moving steps. All she had to do was sit on the bedding and wait.

- Hello. Only brought?
The girl raised her head and looked back toward the source of the voice. Her neighbor said that she was in the first cell, the other cells were empty.
- Where are we? - She was surprised at her hoarse voice, yet she did not speak to anyone, apparently affected, - What will happen to me?
- In the medical wing. And you will have the procedures, you will go for a modification, you just got delivered - and anticipating the next question, she added, - You don’t have a collar after all.

Only now, having received an answer to the most interesting questions, even though the answer gave rise to even more questions, the girl drew attention to her companion. And there was something to see, she was a beautiful, slim body, without a drop of excess fat, high breasts, not a single hair anywhere but the head, which made the body look incredibly smooth. Sharp features, thin lips that expressed a grin and framed it all with magnificent red hair. She wore only a steel collar.
“I'm Paw, nice to meet you,” the neighbor continued.
- And I...
- Nineteenth, I see, - and as if continuing to read thoughts, immediately interrupted, - I know that you didn’t want to say this. But that would be untrue, better get used to it right away.
- What are these procedures? - Nineteenth tried to pull myself together and formulate the necessary questions. Paw seems to know a lot.

- All new ones are the same, watching your sores, treat them. Strengthen immunity, enhance sexual desire, change the external parameters, if deemed necessary.
- How to change?
- Easily and dramatically, if it is demanded by a new image, - the paw did not stop smiling, she apparently liked this conversation or she was simply bored with loneliness, - For example, stand up and twist.

The girl got up from the bedding and turned a couple of times around its axis.
- Well, who is spinning like this, you are straight like a robot. Well, okay, I'll tell you more about it. And as for you, the beauty is straight, wide hips, a fairly good waist and heavy chest filled with gravity, of course, does its job, but I think it will not increase ... Well, or at least not much. But smart is a fact. And just say goodbye to your hair, wavy, and even to assholes almost, and even chestnut, they make you a simple one. If you correct this, then the classic beauty turns out, many do not have such a handicap.
- What are the odds? - The girl grabbed a new thread of information.

- You will be sorted, pretty you silly, into categories.
- I just want to relive this moment and live on.
- Then you just need to prick up your ears and listen carefully. There are only three categories. The first, so-called dolls, the most unenviable class, get into there violent, untrained and just fools. You will still be forced to obey, but if words do not reach you, they will make it more stringent modifications and behavior correction. It certainly will not be easy to return to the old life when with the lips, for which you can not make out, it is your mouth or vagina. Yes, and you can not live a normal life without a portion of sperm.
- Like this? - To say that the words paws shocked, it does not say anything.

- The temperature rises or just nausea. The point is that you, as a drug addict with brittleness, will have to suck dicks every day just to lead a normal life, although what a normal person he is with dicks in his mouth every day.These work in brothels, take the most perverted customers. And even on the expiration date, they enter into a re-contract. And where should they go this way.
- And what else is there?

- The second category is the most common. Actually, you usually see them on the streets and in the homes of ordinary people. Particularly unlucky people will fall into brothels, but to ordinary customers, and special lucky women will be bought as a wife. Yes, - having seen a dumb question, the redhead continued, - This has been coming into fashion lately. Ordinary average men who can afford a slave, take us as girlfriends and wives. Obedient, passionate, skillful and on the property can not claim. I can imagine how the other women are furious, and Pawa burst into ringing laughter.

“What about the last one?” - Fear of the nineteenth gradually began to be replaced by curiosity.
“You are now looking at one of them,” the redhead suddenly became serious, “If you do everything you have been told with maximum zeal and even more, then you fall into the first category.” You are presented for sale to the richest customers, who charge you for a tidy sum and value you accordingly. Yes, you are entitled to a percentage of the sale amount at the end of it all.

The status quo gradually began to reach the nineteenth century, although the idea that you were being sold and a price was being given to you was not getting along in your head.
- And what does “and even more” mean?
- Look, the standard sitting posture, knees under him, back straight, chest forward. Sit down
Nineteen bent over, picked up her legs and tried to straighten her back as evenly as possible.
- Wrong, - stated Paw, - look carefully.
She knelt, folded her arms with a boat in her lower abdomen, and then sank, occupying the indicated posture.
- I did not get that?
The girl shook her head. The paw movements were graceful, but she did the same.

- You do it quickly, but at the same time smoothly and do not twitch, - she repeated all the same actions more slowly, - then you cross your arms, thereby supporting your chest from the sides, you add sexuality to the action. Understand, your body is your working tool, everything is important, bends, movements, intonations. In any everyday action, you can add a little sweet and hot. Now I understand?
The girl only nodded in response.
“And in general, do not perceive yourself as a victim, a poor girl is forced to do shameful things,” Neighbor made a tearful grimace. Do you know how I perceived it when I was at your mass?
- How?
- How to get an education.