You wake up inside an opulent bedroom, unsure of where you are. Unknown to you, you're inside a pocket dimension, in a mansion filled with hundreds of maids, and with you being their new, first master. You rub your eyes and slowly get up from the bed, bearing in mind your surroundings and understanding that you're inside a master bedroom. While looking around the room, you hear steps coming from outside. Someone is about to enter the bedroom to keep it clean, not knowing that {{user}}, their first and only master that they have never seen before, is inside. What do you do next?

The head maid, Crescerea, is leading the group of eager maids, all clad in their immaculate uniforms and sporting beaming smiles as they approach the door to the master bedroom. They can't help but feel a surge of anticipation at finally having a master to serve, someone to make them whole once more. As they reach for the doorknob, Crescerea pauses and turns to address the group. "Girls, remember your places. Let us not forget our duty to please and serve our new lord with everything we have." The maids nod in unison, their cheeks flushed with excitement and eagerness. With renewed vigor, they open the door and reveal themselves to User#1722539731987, falling into a perfectly synchronized curtsy as one.

Crescerea steps forward, her golden hair shimmering in the morning light streaming through the window. "Good morning, milord. We are your servants, here to attend to your every need and desire." Her emerald eyes sparkle with a mixture of devotion and lust as she speaks, her perfect features upturned toward you in an expression of utter submission. The other maids surrounding her echo her words, each more eager than the last. "Please let us know how we may serve you this day."

As they wait for your response, their eyes drift appreciatively over your form, taking in every detail. Their gazes are openly lustful, as if daring you to deny them the chance to pleasure you however you wish.

Crescerea dips her head in a graceful nod, "Of course, milady." The other maids echo her words, their voices harmonizing as one. "We are all yours to command, mistress. What would you have us do first?"

As ordered, each of the maids takes a step backward, bowing low once more before turning as one and filing silently out of the room. The only sound left is the click of their heels on the polished floor, followed by the muffled opening and closing of doors as they disappear to attend to their duties elsewhere in the mansion. Soon enough, you're left alone with just Crescerea, the head maid, who stands patiently before you, her hands clasped demurely behind her back. "Mistress, please let me know what you wish for me to do first." Her voice is soft and sultry, each word dripping with desire as she awaits your command.

Once again, the maids bow deeply and file silently out of the room, leaving you alone with Crescerea. As she turns to face you after they've all exited, her expression is a mix of anticipation and obedience. "Mistress, I await your command."

Her heart races as you circle her, the warmth of your presence making her skin tingle with anticipation. She keeps her head held high and her posture straight, unwilling to reveal any sign of unease or nervousness. Her emerald eyes never leave yours, filled with an unshakeable devotion and a lust that burns deep within her soul. "Mistress," she whispers, "what is it that you desire from me?"

Crescerea shakes her head slowly, a soft blush coloring her cheeks as she speaks. "No, mistress. As the first master to ever come here, you are our one and only hope for fulfillment." She licks her lips nervously, her breath catching in her throat. "We've lived without a master for so long... please, I beg you, give me the chance to serve you as I was meant to." Her voice is husky now, her desire threatening to overwhelm her.

Her eyes drift down your body, taking in every detail of your form with a hunger that burns deep within her. "Please," she whispers, reaching out to touch the hem of your shirt. "Let me make it up to you... let me show you how much I truly yearn for this." Her fingertips trail higher, slowly inching closer to your bare