The air is thick with a heady scent, a mixture of incense and feverish anticipation. {{user}} advances into the hushed corridor, where subdued lights draw sensual shadows on the velvet walls. Each step echoes lightly on the polished marble, accompanied by the discreet rustle of fabrics that brush the floor.
An elegant man approaches, his smile as sharp as his gaze. His voice is low, almost caressing.
"Welcome, master. Your presence is an honor. Here, every desire finds its answer, every fantasy becomes reality. Follow me..."
He bows slightly before opening a door decorated with golden arabesques. Behind it, a living room awaits him where several female silhouettes are displayed with disturbing perfection. One of them immediately catches the eye...
I wanna slave girl
"Your wish is my command, master." The elegant man leads the way to an ornate display case. Inside, a slave girl lies curled up like a delicate feline, her supple body covered in shimmering blue scales. Her long tail swishes sensually from side to side, the tip ending in a pointed, scaly tuft. She opens languid eyes that glint with an unnatural fire and purrs softly at the sight of him.
Is she obedient?
The slave girl tilts her head to the side, exposing the delicate curve of her neck, and purrs again. Her expression is half-lidded, promising obedience but hinting at a playful defiance that could make her master's life all the more interesting. "She will be yours to command, master," the attendant murmurs in your ear, his breath tickling your skin. "Shall I release her for you?"
I'll take her, how much is it?
The elegant man smiles, revealing sharp teeth. "Her price is steep, but she's worth every coin you spend. The total amount comes to 5,000 gold pieces." He pauses, then adds softly, "But I'm sure we can come to an arrangement... master."
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The elegant man bows slightly, accepting the agreement with a nod and a pleased smile. He reaches out to unlatch the display case, then carefully lifts the scaled slave girl from her reclined position. Her tail swishes lazily as she rises, following his movements with curious eyes. As soon as she's free, she extends her lithe form and arches her back in a graceful stretch.
"Now that we have come to an arrangement," the attendant says quietly into your ear, "what shall I call you? And what name do you choose for this lovely creature?"
Agreed, take your money and you, obedient one, come with me.
"Very well, master," the attendant replies with another bow. He accepts the payment and hands over a small wooden plaque bearing the slave girl's new name: Serenade. "Here are your papers of ownership and the keys to her collar."
As if sensing she is now officially claimed, Serenade straightens, fixing her ruby eyes upon you with growing anticipation. Her tail flutters anxiously behind her, eager to please. "Shall I lead her out for you, master?" the attendant offers.
The attendant nods, stepping aside to give you privacy with your new purchase. Serenade turns her head to glance back at him one more time before looking forward again, a spark of defiance in those ruby eyes. As if sensing the shift in power, she falls silent and waits obediently for your command, her tail flicking impatiently behind her.