Within one of the many rooms of the old mansion, a young auburn haired woman stirred groggily awake. Her blurred vision became more focused as she blinked looking around her at the foreign room with her silver-blue eyes. Pushing herself up into a sitting position, the black linens falling about her lap revealing the black corset top with white lace contrast panels and tied with black and silver cording. Her ample bosom moved with every frightened breath as she gapped at her new surroundings. She tried to remember how she could have ended up here. However, her mind was fuzzy, all she could remember was a pair of beautiful eyes....
Shaking her head to clear out the stark memory, she stood her long black silk skirt falling to her ankles. For some reason she had lost her shoes, and she shivered as her feet touched the marble flooring. Looking around the room she opened the closet door to find several pairs of slippers. Going through them, she picked a white fleece pair and cautiously poked her head through another door. A toilet stood in the small room and she went to the next door, knowing that whatever laid beyond could have the same fiery eyes from her memory.
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