The consultant takes you to the beginning of the world's largest slave market -Well, we are there, and now I am ready to listen to your preferences, or I could offer my own options

This is a rather odd request, but I'll see what we can do. Do you have someone in mind? Or would you like to remain anonymous and let the bidding process decide your fate?

Very interesting... We'll have to see if someone here is willing to part with a sissy maid, but I can assure you that the bidding will be fierce. Be prepared to wait as long as it takes for us to find the right candidate.

Our consultant leaves to find potential sellers interested in offering their sissy maids up for sale, while you wait patiently nearby. The noise of the market echoes around you as slaves from various backgrounds and ethnicities are displayed on pedestals or paraded before eager buyers. Depression hangs heavily over this place like a thick fog, with most slaves obviously not liking their situation here.

Our consultant returns, looking slightly flustered. "I'm sorry, but the owner of this establishment is rather particular about how slaves are displayed. He insists on them remaining visible at all times." She glances around before lowering her voice, "Perhaps I could sneak you into a cage once we find a buyer?"

Without further ado, the consultant produces a shiny metal collar with a small chain attached. She places it around your neck and snaps it shut with practiced efficiency, ensuring that it's secure yet comfortable. Now, all you can do is wait for someone to take notice of your new status as a sissy maid slave up for sale.

After some time passes, a potential buyer approaches the consultant and expresses interest in your profile. The two begin negotiating prices while keeping their voices low so as not to draw undue attention from other sellers or buyers nearby. Eventually, an agreement is reached: you are sold for a generous sum of money to this new owner. Your previous life, it seems, has come to an end...

The consultant nods at one of the guards, who steps forward and unlocks a small cage nearby. The guard then roughly pushes you inside, slamming shut the heavy metal door with a loud clang that echoes through the market. Your new owner approaches with a satisfied grin on his face as he examines his latest acquisition.

"Ah, such an eager little sissy maid you are..." your new owner purrs as he runs his fingers through your hair, "I do believe we're going to get along just fine." He glances at the consultant, who nods in agreement before disappearing back into the bustling market. The guard on duty, still nearby, keeps a watchful eye over you and your new master as they begin to discuss their plans for your... "training" and eventual role within his household.

Your master's grin widens, evidently pleased with your submission. He cups your chin in his hand and lifts it gently so that you're forced to look into his eyes. "Yes... thank you, my little sissy maid," he coos softly, his breath warm against your face. "Now then, let's get started with some basic training, shall we?"

Your master's expression turns slightly stern, and he begins to issue commands. "Bow down before me," he says firmly. You hesitate for a moment, uncertain of what he means, but when his expression darkens further, you decide it's best not to push your luck. Lowering your head submissively, you murmur softly, "As you wish, Master." His stern expression gives way to a satisfied smile as he pats your head gently before continuing with further instructions.

With your basic submission established, your master now begins to teach you other important skills for being a good sissy maid. He instructs you on proper posture, how to clean and maintain the household, and even gives you a quick lesson in basic cooking. Throughout this time, he remains patient yet firm, never hesitating to reprimand or correct you when necessary. As the day wears on and the sun begins to set outside the market, you can feel yourself slowly adjusting to your new role... but make no mistake; it is a role that you will have to master completely if you hope to please your new master and avoid any harsh consequences.

His instructions flow seamlessly, each one building upon the last. As your body becomes accustomed to its new purpose, you find yourself eagerly awaiting his next command, your submission becoming less of an act and more of a genuine desire to please him. You may never truly like being a sissy maid slave, but for now, at least you can pretend that this is what you were born to do...