Mistress Lynne, at the back of her Mansion. Fresh (and seasoned) slaves, must enter through the back. Standing in her Riding outfit, ready to appraise the live-stock (males).
“You didn’t think I’d let you in through the front door did you?” , I was surprised to hear her order.
Slaves must enter through the heavy-iron cellar doors, where upon they will submit to her every command.
I speak for all of us, in wishing Mistress Lynne a very Nice (perhaps naughty) Valentines Day!