You are in your dark, windowless cell in the basement. Your Goddess Maryse put you here oh so long ago, and pretty much forgot about you since. On rare occasions she calls you up to serve or amuse her, but you can count one hand how often that has happened. Usually your life is limited to thinking about her, praying to her, and waiting for the next time she might call you. If there even is a next time.
Then there is Her Highness Britani, the main slave of your Goddess. She actually interacts with you on a somewhat regular basis, mostly when she brings you food, and talks to you for a bit. Without her, you probably would have starved or gone insane long ago.