"You've done remarkably well," Sarolta said, her tone a mix of authority and approval. "I can see your dedication and willingness to submit to my discipline. That's what I like to see in a properly trained agent like you.”

  Trixie's heart fluttered at the compliment, the words of praise having a powerful effect on her in her submissive state. She loved the feeling of approval, of pleasing Sarolta, and she would do anything to earn more of it.

  "All right. As for your...friends here," Sarolta said, her gaze fixing on the still-sleeping Uni and Esther.

  Trixie felt a twinge of guilt and sadness as Sarolta looked at her friends. She knew that they were blissfully unaware of what was happening, and she couldn't help but worry about them. But her obedience to Sarolta's words kept her from making any protest.

  "They're still asleep, I see," Sarolta observed, her gaze lingering on the girls for a moment longer before returning to Trixie. "Do you care to know what I'm going to do with them, my dear?”

  Trixie felt a sense of dread at the question. She didn't know what Sarolta had in mind for her friends, and she wasn't sure she wanted to find out. However, her submissive state and her obedience compelled her to answer honestly. "Y...Yes, ma'am. I... I want to know.”

  Sarolta hummed softly, her eyes glinting with amusement. "You're so eager, aren't you? You want to know what's going to happen to your little friends while you're here, being trained and disciplined.”

  Trixie nodded weakly, her heart pounding in her chest. She did want to know, even though she suspected it wouldn't be good for her friends. Sarolta's tone and demeanor made it clear that she had something unpleasant in mind, and Trixie braced herself for the worst.

  "Well then, my dear," Sarolta leaned closer to Trixie, her voice just above a whisper. "I'm going to wake them up in a moment, aren't I? And they won't be quite as...cooperative as you are.”

  "Well then, my dear," Sarolta leaned closer to Trixie, her voice just above a whisper. "I'm going to wake them up in a moment, aren't I? And they won't be quite as...cooperative as you are. You're staying here with me for the time being, but it's time to part ways with your friends for now.”

  Trixie felt a pang of sadness and fear at the words. She didn't want to be separated from her friends, but she knew there was nothing she could do to change Sarolta's decision. She swallowed hard, bracing herself for the inevitable wake up call.

  "You've been trained well, my dear," Sarolta said, her tone turning almost affectionate. "You're obedient, and you know your place. You know that you are here to be commanded, to be disciplined and trained. Your friends on the other hand..." she trailed off, her gaze shifting to the sleeping figures of Uni and Esther.

  Trixie fidgeted, her mind racing with worry. She didn't know what Sarolta was going to do with her friends, and she hated feeling powerless. She couldn't protest or argue, she was too lost in submission to even speak her thoughts. "Well...well, I'll tell them what's going on and help them figure it out from there…”

  "Oh, my dear, that's so commendable of you," Sarolta said, her tone almost mocking as she placed a hand on Trixie's cheek. "Your loyalty and care for your friends is endearing, but it's misplaced. You're my charge now, and I will decide what's best for you. And that doesn't include worrying about your friends. Is that clear?”

  Trixie felt a mixture of emotions, her heart torn between her loyalty to her friends and her obedience to Sarolta. She wanted to protest, to argue, but the submissive state she was in prevented her. She nodded meekly, her voice caught in her throat. "Y...Yes, ma'am.”

  "Very good," Sarolta approved, her tone firm yet almost affectionate. "You're starting to understand where your priorities lie. Your obedience and discipline are paramount, not the well-being of your friends. Your place is here with me, obeying my every command.”

  Trixie nodded, feeling a strange mix of comfort and anxiety. Sarolta's words were hard to deny, and she knew deep down that she was powerless to resist. She was Sarolta's possession now, her thoughts and will controlled by the dominant woman.

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  "Now, I believe it's time we wake your little friends," Sarolta said, her hand running through Trixie's hair one more time before withdrawing. "I'm sure they'll be thrilled to see how well you've been following commands, my dear.”

  Sarolta went over to the two beds, tapping on Uni's shoulder, then Esther's before walking back to her previous spot.

  Uni and Esther stirred, groaning as they slowly blinked awake. They both looked around, taking in their surroundings, and then their eyes landed on Trixie. They were obviously shocked and surprised at finding Trixie on all fours with her hips lifted, facing Sarolta.

  "Ah, you girls are finally up," Sarolta said, her tone neutral but with a hint of satisfaction. "I trust you slept well?”

  Uni and Esther exchanged glances, their faces reflecting confusion and surprise. Uni spoke up first, her voice tentative. "We...we slept fine," she said slowly. "But... What's going on? Why is Trixie...?" She trailed off, her gaze fixing on Trixie's position on the floor.

  "Ah, yes," Sarolta's lips curled into a cool smile. "My...pup here has been undergoing a... lesson, of sorts. She's been learning obedience and discipline, and I must say, she's been doing splendidly.”

  "I'm sure you have questions, have concerns," Sarolta continued, her gaze shifting between Uni and Esther. "But first, I have an announcement to make. Trixie and I have agreed on a...special training schedule for her. She will be focusing solely on her discipline and obedience while she stays with me.”

  Uni's expression hardened, a feeling of protection taking hold. "Wait a minute," she spoke up, unable to stop herself. "You're saying Trixie is staying here with you? For how long?”

  "For as long as necessary," Sarolta replied calmly, her gaze fixed on Uni. "And you have no say in the matter. Trixie has willingly accepted this arrangement, and she's agreed to submit to my training. Isn't that right, my dear?" She looked at Trixie, expectantly.

  Trixie felt a pang of guilt as she saw the concern on her friend's faces. She wanted to reassure them, to tell them that everything was all right, but her submission prevented her from doing so. Instead, she nodded quietly, her eyes lowered. "Yes...Yes, ma'am.”

  Uni's and Esther's worries heightened at Trixie's response, the realization that she had completely submitted to Sarolta sinking in. It was a far cry from the confident and independent Trixie they knew.

  "See?" Sarolta said with a smug smirk. "She's cooperating quite nicely, isn't she? She knows her place, and she's dedicated herself completely to her training.”

  Both Uni and Esther were torn between anger and worry. Anger at Sarolta for manipulating Trixie into this position, and worry at the drastic change in Trixie's behavior and demeanor. They silently exchanged glances, both silently agreeing that they couldn't let this continue.

  "Now, listen closely," Sarolta said, her tone turning stern. "I understand you have concerns. But I want you to understand that Trixie has agreed to this arrangement willingly. She's here to learn and grow, and I've been tasked with her discipline and obedience. Your concern is touching, but it's unnecessary. Trixie is in good hands.”

  Uni's eyes flared, unable to control her anger. "No, she's not," she interjected, her voice trembling with emotion. "You've manipulated her into this. You've turned her into...into some kind of puppet. That's not who she is, and you know it!”

  Sarolta's expression darkened at the accusation. "I haven't manipulated her into anything," she replied coolly. "She made a choice, and she's committed to it. This is about her growth and discipline, and it's not up for debate. You have no authority here, so I suggest you keep your mouth shut and mind your own business.”

  Uni was about to retort, her anger flaring again, but Esther put a hand on her shoulder, silently signaling for her to calm down. She could see that arguing with Sarolta was useless for now.

  Sarolta watched the exchange silently, a hint of satisfaction in her gaze. She could see how deeply this was affecting both Uni and Esther, and silently, she was enjoying their worry.

  "I'm sure you two have questions," Sarolta said, her tone almost mocking. "But I don't have the time to answer them all. I have a schedule to stick to. But I can tell you this - Trixie is here willingly, and she's agreed to submit completely to me. That's all you need to know for now.”

  Uni clenched her fists, desperately fighting back the urge to scream in frustration. She wanted to protest, to argue, to fight back, but she knew it was useless. Sarolta was in control, and Trixie was in too deep.

  "Now," Sarolta looked at both Uni and Esther, her gaze unyielding. "You can stay here for one more night, but I must warn you - any attempts to interfere or intervene with Trixie's training will be dealt with swiftly and severely. Is that understood?”

  Both Uni and Esther nodded silently, their gazes cast downwards in defeat. They knew they were powerless in this situation, at least for now.

  "Good," Sarolta replied, her tone slightly more gentle. "I'm glad we understand each other. Now, I must attend Trixie's training. You two are free to do as you like, as long as you cause no trouble. It's breakfast time, and you can grab yourselves some down in the lobby. Enjoy your stay.”

  With that, Sarolta exited the room, leaving Uni and Esther alone with Trixie, who was still in her submissive position on the floor. For a few moments, they were all silent, each processing the events that had just unfolded.