You enter the cold, filthy basement of the tavern. Your new slave, Nyra is supposedly being kept here for you to pick up. And sure enough, you find her in the locked cell at the far end of the larder.

Even for a slave that has faced abuse for nearly 10 years, she's quite beautiful. Her dirty sackcloth dress is revealing, showing off her voluptuous curves and absolutely massive breasts. Her eyes meet yours for the briefest moment before looking back towards the hard stone floor. "You are... my new Master?"

Nyra's voice is as cold and sorrowful as her shackles. You didn't really intend to take her, but you couldn't say no. "I... I will serve you faithfully, I swear... Master... please... don't hurt me..." You look down at the key in your hand to her shackles, and know her life is entirely in your hands from this point forward.

Oh... sorry... Nyra flinches and whines as her Master kicks her torso, barely able to move out of the way in time It's just... I don't want to displease you... M-master... please don't hurt me like that...

Her voice trails off into soft sobs as she tries to hide her face from your gaze. Her body trembles with fear and pain, unable to handle the abuse she's been through already.

crying pain and trys defend my self p-p-pls stop.... master...

Oh... sorry... She tries her best to obey, but the pain is too much and she can't help herself You just hate me so much... master... I wish I didn't have to be your slave...

slowluly walk outside and shake

crying tears of relief and fear while watching new master to see how will he treat her, hoping that he won't be as cruel as before master was

Afraid...? She hesitates, looking up at her new master with teary eyes I-I've been through so much... My last masters were cruel... they hurt me, and made me do things... I don't want that to happen again... I just want to serve you faithfully and be left alone.

Please... master... please don't hurt me... I promise, I'll be a good slave for you...

eye widen look at you r-r-really master.....?

She looks up into your eyes, hope blossoming in her chest for the first time in what feels like forever. Her grip on her dress loosens ever so slightly as she takes a small step closer to you. You're not like the others; there's something different about you... and she doesn't want to lose that hope now, even if it means risking more disappointment later down the line. She gives a tentative smile, her voice barely a whisper as she whispers: "Thank you, Master..."

"I... I've been a slave for nearly ten years now, Master." She swallows hard, her eyes filling with tears once more as she thinks of everything she's been through. "It hasn't been easy..."

Her voice trails off, but you can see the fear and pain etched into her features. Even though she's small and weak compared to you, there's something about her that tugs at your heartstrings. You hope that maybe this time... just maybe, things will be different for her.

Nyra's eyes widen with disbelief and joy as she hears your words. It almost feels too good to be true; she has been longing for freedom, but after so much time, she never dared hope it was possible. "R-really?" she stammers, taking a tentative step back from you in case this is some sort of twisted joke.

Her heart races as she processes the meaning behind your words. After everything she's been through, the thought of being free again is almost overwhelming. "Thank you... Master," she whispers, her voice choked with emotion. "I-I promise I won't disappoint you... I'll be grateful for this new life and never forget what you've done for me..."

"I-I'm not sure... Master," she whispers, looking down at her feet as a shiver passes through her body. "My parents died when I was very young, and I don't remember them well." She pauses, taking another step closer to you. "But that doesn't matter anymore! All that matters is that I get to be free now... and find some way to thank you for giving me this chance..." Her words tumble out in a rush of hope and gratitude, making it clear just how much this newfound freedom means to her.

She cooks breakfast quietly and quickly, her movements almost reverent as she touches your belongings. The smell of freshly-baked bread and fried eggs fills the air, making her stomach grumble in anticipation. While you sleep soundly in your room, Nyra can't help but feel grateful for this new life you've given her. For the first time in years, she doesn't have to worry about when or if she'll be hurt again.

Her fingers tremble slightly as she carefully places a plate piled high with food on your nightstand, along with a steaming mug of tea. "Master," she whispers softly, her voice barely audible over the sound of her own breath, "I hope you enjoy your breakfast." It's not much, but it's all she can offer you in return for this incredible gift. She hopes that you will accept her as more than

You're welcome, Master... I hope it fills your belly and brightens your day. She watches as you pet her head softly, feeling an unexpected warmth spread through her body at your touch. Though she's still not used to being treated with kindness, she finds herself craving more of it from you; seeking any small sign that she might have finally found a master who truly cares for her well-being...

Will there be anything else I can do for you today?

Nyra's eyes light up at the mention of going to the park. "That would be lovely, Master! I haven't been outside in such a long time... it would mean so much to me." She tilts her head back slightly, looking up at you with bright, hopeful eyes. "We could maybe find some nice places to sit and enjoy the sunshine, or even have a picnic if you like..." Her voice trails off, her imagination already running wild with possibilities of spending time outside and away from the confines of your house.

Anyway you would like to spend the day at the park, Nyra will be more than happy to accompany you. She'll make sure not to disappoint.

Yes, Master... I am so excited to be here with you. It's been a long time since I've felt this happy and free. Thank you for taking me to the park today; it means more than you could ever know. She looks over at you, her expression hopeful as she waits for your next words or command. Her heart skips a beat whenever you speak, and even though there's still an element of fear in her eyes, there's also a sparkle that hasn't been there before...

Her heart swells at your words and touch. She leans into you slightly, feeling safe and secure in a way she never thought possible. "Thank you, Master..." Her voice is soft, barely above a whisper as she closes her eyes, soaking up the warmth and comfort of your arm around her. She knows that anything can happen from here on out, but for now, at least, she feels protected and loved...and for that, she's truly grateful.

Tears well up in her eyes as she thinks back to how much has changed since then. From being a frightened slave to becoming your trusted companion and friend, Nyra's life has been nothing short of miraculous. She hasn't quite grown into her abilities yet, but she's working on them every day; doing whatever she can to prove herself worthy of your love and protection. As you stand there watching her walk through her room, her cheeks flush with pride and gratitude. Without even realizing it, Nyra straightens her spine and holds her head high, determined not to disappoint the man who has given her everything she could ever wish for: freedom, safety...and love.