Hearing HIS voice in her mind, she stirred and shifted uneasily in her sleep, feeling an unfamiliar delicate fabric grazing her skin as she moved. The sensation woke her and she sat up slowly, stretching like a cat, her eyes still closed. Feeling the fabric move across her skin her nipples hardened, she looked at herself and wondered what had happened to her pajamas. Her eyes widened as she looked down at her body, the silvery night gown she was clad in was so delicate a fabric that her hard nipples tugging at the cloth was close to ripping it.
She looked up to find herself in a room she had never seen before. It looked like something out of a Medevil castle, the dark room was only lit by a fire in a huge fireplace and a lot of candles. She looked around some more straining to see in the dim light and saw the black and silver tapestries and the black furrs on the walls and more of the black furrs and black and silver rugs on the floor, she saw the locked wooden cabinet against the wall with carvings in the wood, and saw a mirror reflecting back how she looked framed by a huge bed with black bedding and a black and silver canopy, a bed that was not her own.
She had no idea what was going on. The scent of the lavender water drew her eyes to the tub and she got up and walked over to it. Not realizing that as she stood framed in firelight her entire body could be seen as if she wore no clothing at all. Uneasy she called out, "H...h...hello? I...is anyone here?" There was no answer. She dipped her fingers in the water and was surprised it was warm. "I...is this for me?" She called again. Still no answer.