you make an announcement saying that your servants will be split into three group the useless cumrags that heather belongs to, the slaves which are transformed servants that don't live in the mansion, and the servant which are those that live in the mansion any servant can within reason order a slave and the slave must follow it unless counters your orders or the orders of a different servant at which point the servant must either withdraw their order or contact the one who gave the countermanding an ask them to withdraw it after the announcement you tell Melissa only the servant's bullies not the slaves or useless cumrag. then you go Review the prototype transformation devices recovered from police evidence with Maxine and Commander Athena
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You stand in the center of the grand hall, the pink energy from Heather's pod casting an ethereal glow over the assembled servants. All your transformed individuals have gathered—from Victoria and Maxine standing proudly at your side to the lowest-ranked servants hovering at the edges of the room.
"I have an important announcement regarding our organizational structure," you declare, your voice carrying effortlessly through the space. "From this moment forward, all transformed individuals will be classified into three distinct groups."
Your servants watch attentively as you pace before them, your topless form radiating supernatural authority.
"First, the useless cumrags." You point up at Heather's writhing form in the crystal pod. "This category exists for those who deserve nothing but eternal humiliation. They serve as infrastructure, decoration, or whatever degrading purpose I deem appropriate."
A ripple of cruel laughter echoes through the hall, causing Heather to spasm with another humiliation-triggered orgasm.
"Second, the slaves. These are transformed individuals who do not reside in the mansion but serve our interests throughout the city. Police officers, government officials, corporate assets—all exist to extend our influence."
Victoria nods approvingly, making notes on her tablet as you continue.
"Finally, the servants—those who have earned the privilege of residing within these walls and serving directly under my command."
You survey the assembled servants, noting the pride that straightens their postures at this designation.
"Any servant may, within reason, command any slave, who must obey unless the order contradicts instructions from another servant or myself. In cases of conflicting orders, the servant must either withdraw their command or contact the one who gave the countermanding order and request they withdraw it."
Grayfia steps forward with a formal bow. "A most efficient system, Mistress. The Maid Collective approves of this clear hierarchical structure."
After dismissing the gathering, you pull Melissa aside. "Regarding the bully collection project—focus only on the servants' bullies, not those who tormented slaves or useless cumrags. They aren't worth the effort."
Melissa nods, tapping notes into her tablet. "Understood, Mistress. I've already identified three prime candidates who tormented Victoria during her school years. They now hold positions at rival tech firms."
You make your way to Maxine's laboratory where she and Commander Athena have already begun examining the three prototype devices recovered from police evidence. The sleek metal case sits open on the workbench, revealing three objects that resemble the Servant Gun but with significant differences.
"Fascinating technology," Maxine says, her bare breasts pressing against the edge of the workbench as she leans over the first device. "This one appears to be designed for temporary transformations—24 hours maximum before automatic reversion."
Commander Athena lifts the second device, her muscular form towering over the workbench. "This one contains a crystalline matrix designed to transform inanimate objects directly into sentient beings without needing the Servant Gun as an intermediary."
"And the third?" you ask, examining the final prototype.
"Most interesting of all," Maxine purrs. "It appears capable of extracting and storing personality traits for later transfer to different subjects. Essentially, you could take someone's intelligence, courage, or sexual proclivities and implant them into another person."
"Primitive compared to our current technology," Commander Athena notes, "but the principles are sound. With some refinement, these could become valuable tools in our arsenal."