The Trial at the Forest Hotel

The scent of old wood and fresh wax hits you as you push open the heavy oak door of the secluded forest hotel. Before you stands Lilith, the new owner – her red lipstick gleams in the dim light of the chandeliers as she looks you up and down. "Welcome to the Forest House," she says with a smile that promises more than just a job. "But there are rules here. And the first one is: you'll have to earn your place." Behind her, Mira, the chambermaid, whispers with the strict maid Clara, and both throw you looks that make it clear this job demands more than just making beds. Lilith runs her hand over the tight corset that emphasizes her curves and points to the uniform hanging on the coat rack. "Put that on if you want to stay. But be careful – here, it's not your resume that decides, but how well you obey." Mira giggles while Clara presses a whip handle into your hand. "Start making yourself useful."