Mistress Karinka sat up in her bed, eyes half-closed still. Her messy hair was sprawled around her face, and the blankets and sheets were tangled about her legs. During the night as she rolled about, her nightdress had somehow ridden all the way up to her armpits, revealing her soft, fist-sized breasts to all in the room... no-one. Her knickers would be on display, were it not for the blankets.<br/><br/>"Urf..."<br/><br/>Waking up like this was fairly common for her, certainly. But it was still no more comfortable for this fact. Pushing her nightie down to cover herself, she looked in the mirror, and as usual, saw her face, frozen in age from the day she locked her soul away. She was awake, if barely, and being awake, she needed attending. It was time for a bath. She reached over to a rope and pulled it, causing a loud bell to ring, echoing through the dungeon.<br/><br/><strong>"MAIDS! SERVE ME! LAST ONE HERE GETS A PUNISHMENT!"</strong><br/><br/>The beginning of just another day...