In like a lion, out like a lamb
 

Sierra. Was. FUMING! Her parents had decided it would be best for her to go spend some time somewhere else. Well she thought that meant a week at a family members house, that was fine. What wasn't fine was what it turned out to be, an undisclosed amount of time at some weird facility! By the time she figured it out, she couldn't leave, apparently you have to get buzzed to go in and out of the waiting room. Who even has a waiting room like that? Sierra was a normal sized girl, a bit pale, she was dotted with freckles. Sierra was a bit lanky, with ginger hair that she had a black beanie pulled over it. She was a bit flat chested, but for the moment it would be a little hard to tell with a baggy green hoodie on, combined with some baggy blue jeans. In her anger and disappointment, she was constantly tapping her foot on the waiting room floor, and glaring daggers at anyone who looked like they were staff. She really wanted an excuse to hit something!

Somebody had been eying this new girl, Sierra, with great pleasure. It was quite an odd sensation, but the irritation of others was a motivator for this particular woman, stepping up onto her feet and out into the waiting room of the little ginger. On the tall end of five foot eight, with blond hair --a number of different colors specked the strands in streaks as a symbol of those who had finished her particular curriculum here at the facility, with pink and blue as popular choices-- moving out in casual dress. A pair of jeans and tee, underneath which her C cups were of relative note. A file in hand, the woman grinned.

"You must be Sierra, I'm Kelsie," the young woman began with a grin, extending her hand. "I'm going to be staying with you in the suite, actually. There'll be some rules to go over on the way there." Kelsie always made an attempt at civility before she got to get her jollies off on showing them how feeble these spoiled children really were.

Sierra saw the women come in, so she shifted her dagger gaze to her. Although as the women kept coming towards her, she didn't stop glaring. When she finally stopped infront of Sierra, Sierra stood up quickly and crossed her arms. "Yeah that's my name, what are you some kind of live in maid?" What were they going to spoil her to make her act better? Well, she supposed that wouldn't be the worst thing in the world that could ever happen. She kinda just tuned out when the women said rules, she figured they'd just be common sense. With one or two stupid ones thrown in that she could just ignore. So she added on quickly after her last statement. "You don't need to tell me any rules." Sierra informed her with a grin, atleast being idle seemed to be over with, going into the unknown made this situation a little better. Until she inevitably hated what this unknown would probably end up being, atleast that's what she thought.

Are you some kind of live in maid?
The question made Kelsie chuckle a little bit. "I guess you could say that I'll be cleaning up after you. I'm more of a coordinator," the woman replied to what was now her ward. Looking down at Sierra, she indicated a doorway, before starting toward it. "I think we've got to get you settled in, and then we'll begin the day's activities." Kelsie didn't quite wait for Sierra to begin moving, grabbing her hand, and forcibly leading her toward the door. "We don't have a badge for you just yet, so you've got to stay near me, Sierra. You're just gonna love the suite though! It's decorated amazingly!" The young woman was attempting to get a conversation of some kind going, relatively bemused by the girl's insistence on not knowing the rules. "Are you sure you don't wanna know the rules though?" Kelsie was going to have fun with this, hoping sincerely that Sierra would again deny herself the knowledge.

Sierra smiled, so she was getting a live in maid, and a luxury suite? What was this some sort of spa to get her to loosen up? Well, now she actually felt a little bit for glaring at all of the people. "Really? Mmm, how much would you say all of the stuff in the suite is worth?" She asked curiously, trying to picture it in her head. She did let out a squeak as she was suddenly pulled, but quickly regained her balance and followed along normally. "No I don't needa know 'em, I have common sense." Sierra once again insisted, something she'd probably soon begin to regret. But for now she just looked around the hall she was dragged down, trying to get a feel for the place.

Down the hall, things were probably becoming a bit more ominous for Sierra, the few other occupants of the house skipping down the way in rather childish garb. "Well, I'm rather excited to hear that you're going to try and behave," Kelsie mentioned, as if she had assumed the girl was just going to be good for the sake of being good. "Gosh, the clothing gets to be several thousand dollars alone." The technicolor employee led the way to a door at the end of the hall, smiling gently.
"And this is us, Sierra. I'll let you go in first, your room is the last on the left," Keslie explained gently, opening the door for the girl to enter into. "It's quite homey, your parents sent some photos to ensure the quality."

Sierra raised an eye brow at some of the other occupants making there way around dressed so childishly, well, that was a suprise she wasn't expecting! Than again, maybe they were just weird and had been sent here to get out of there parents hair. If she had a kid like that she definatly would consider the option! "Several thosand dollars in clothes?" Sierra blinked, oh she was going to look so good! They were probably really comfy too. She heard that her parents sent photos and frowned a little bit, so they'd been planning this for awhile? she wished she had been told! But it'd be awhile till she could complain to her mom about that, if she even remembered. She excitedly crossed into the thresh hold of the room and looked around with a face of excitement!

Sierra's entrance into the room was followed by the sudden sound of the door shutting, a deadbolt following behind with just a fraction of a delay. Kelsie grinned at the girl, who would be struck by a blast from the past: The room was a replica of the girl's childhood bedroom --complete with child safety locks and a toddler bed-- with a simple outfit laid out. Training pants, a skirt and a tee shirt with her name doodled childishly on it sat there. "Well, Sierra, first activity of the day is getting you properly dressed," the "maid" smiled mischievously, "I'll give you a chance to do it yourself, but you've got until five, before I made you feel like you're three, and dress you myself."

Sierra's immediate reaction was worry when she heard a deadbolt lock, that was usually a horrible thing. Her first feeling was a bit odd as she took a moment, this was familiar but she wasn't sure how. When she spotted the outfit though, it gave her mind the hint she neded to understand what it was. Why was there a replica of her room as a child?!? This was weird, and she didn't like it. She quickly tried to do a one eighty, and do what might not be the best thing in this situation. Try to kick the women in the shin, or the door if she had stayed outside. "What kind of sick joke is this!" She screamed furious, well there went all her hopes of this place being awesome, and in came all her frightful confusion.

The woman smiled relatively bemused by the situation. Well, up until she'd been kicked in the shin by the little snot. Pain shot up her leg, biting back a scream. "I guess we'll say that's five," Kelsie answered the girl in a seething irritation, as she settled back onto her feet with a cringe, that was gonna leave a bruise in the morning. The blonde woman closed the distance between her and Sierra, moving to grab the girl and take her over her knee on the bed side. A spanking always promoted a little more goodwill from the munchkins she was making in many cases. "I'll have you know, someone's tired of your shit, missy, and that's why I'm here to change you." She couldn't help but laugh at the terrible pun she'd made, after all.