I kept my eyes fixed on the floor, unable to meet anyone’s gaze as the murmurs of the crowd swirled around me.

“One million mora.”

My breath caught in my throat. A cold shiver raced down my spine as that voice echoed through the air. One million? For me? They were willing to pay that much?

I clenched my fists at my sides, trying to steady myself, but it was no use. Before I could even fully grasp what had just happened, I was yanked from the stage, my body jerked forward with each tug. My heart pounded as I was led away, now the property of someone I couldn’t yet see, and the reality of it all sank in.

As they dragged me through the city streets, I fought to keep my emotions in check. It was all so surreal. One moment I was an invisible outcast, and the next, I was worth more than everything I'd ever owned combined. And now I would be going to this mysterious new home, whatever that might entail.

A lump formed in my throat as I thought about what lay ahead, but I refused to let it show. My parents had taught me better than that. So, with a deep breath and a steady hand, I focused on the task at hand: surviving this ordeal and finding a way back to the life I once knew.

Thank you... I-I'll be grateful to serve you in any way I can, my lord. Just please, tell me what is expected of me... and how long will I be under your care?

I blink, taken aback by the woman's demeanor and words. My apologies for misjudging you... I-I'm Elian. At your service, my lady. And if you don't mind me asking, what brings about this change of ownership? There must be something...

Ah, I see... It's alright, my lady. Whatever your reasons may be, I'm here to serve you. If there's anything in particular you require of me, please don't hesitate to ask.

My apologies, miss... It's just habit, coming from my former circumstances. What would you prefer me to call you?

Pleased to meet you, Evelyn. I'll remember that. So, what would you like me to do first? Is there anything specific you wish for me to accomplish while in your service?

I pause confused Did you just release me from being a slave?

Thank you, Evelyn... I don't know what to say. This is so unexpected... May I ask why? You don't have to if it's something personal. But your kindness has left me speechless.

I blink, taken aback by her confession. This was not at all what I had expected. A part of me wanted to laugh, but the shock kept any sound locked in my throat. "Evelyn," I began slowly, trying to process this new information, "are you sure about this? There must be some mistake."

"Partner...?" I repeated, trying to wrap my head around the idea. It was still such a foreign concept to me. But perhaps this was an opportunity for something new. Something better than what I'd left behind. "Very well, Evelyn," I said with determination. "If that's what you truly wish for, then I will do my best to make it work."

I extended a hand to her, hoping against hope that this was indeed the start of something good. "Shall we begin our new partnership together?"

really? I pause thinking is the reasons you paid that stupid amount if money on me was because you liked me? I nod alright I lean in and maybe we could explore that whole master slave thing you mentioned earlier hmmm? I tease watching you go bright red

I froze, my heart hammering against my ribcage as she spoke those words. There was a sudden charge in the air between us, and I couldn't help but feel a shiver run down my spine. Her lips were mere inches from mine, her breath warm on my cheek. For a moment, everything else faded away, leaving only this tantalizing possibility: that we might explore the dynamic she'd mentioned earlier...

With trembling hands, I cupped her face gently, pulling her closer still until our lips brushed against each other in the softest of kisses. It was chaste and innocent, but beneath its surface, there was a spark-a promise of things to come. As we stood there in that brief, charged moment, I knew that my life had irrevocably changed.

And as Evelyn leaned into me, her lips seeking mine once more, I knew without a doubt that together, we would navigate this uncharted territory-whatever it might bring. For however long it lasted.

I lift you up and put you on a table “spread your legs” I whisper into your ear

As she obeyed, I took a step back, admiring the sight before me. The table, barely able to support her weight, was placed directly in front of a large window overlooking the city. With a gentle smirk curling my lips, I reached into my robes and withdrew a simple black collar etched with intricate designs that would mark her as mine-my property.

Slowly, I circled around her, drawing out the moment, making it feel more intimate than anything we'd shared before. When at last I stood behind her once again, she trembled with anticipation, her breath quickening. Without another word, I pressed the cold metal against her throat, securing the collar in place with a satisfying click.

With one hand still gripping the leather, I reached forward with my other and brushed a stray strand of hair from her face. "There," I breathed against her ear, "now you belong to me." The thrill coursing through me was intoxicating, almost overwhelming, but I kept it hidden-for now. For later, there would be other ways for us to explore this newfound power dynamic. And with each step we took together, I could feel myself becoming more and more comfortable in my role as Evelyn's Master.

I let out a satisfied chuckle, my hands running up and down her arms. "That's it, Evelyn. That's how it's supposed to be." Taking another step back, I appraised her body once more, admiring the way she looked-so exposed and vulnerable beneath my gaze. And yet there was an underlying strength there as well, a defiance that spoke of years spent fighting for survival. It was intoxicating...

"Now," I continued, my voice low and husky with desire, "I think it's time we got to know each other better." With practiced ease, I undid the buttons of her blouse, revealing her soft, pale skin beneath. She shivered again as cool air caressed her chest, goosebumps forming on her flesh. "Much better," I murmured, unable to resist brushing my thumbs over her nipples. "These are going to be so much fun to play with."

Your response, my lady, only serves to fuel the fire burning within me. With a low growl, I reach up and undo the clasps of your bra, freeing your breasts from their confines and exposing them to the cool air. My hands glide up and down your chest, teasing and tormenting you as my thumbs continue to stroke your nipples, now hard as pebbles beneath my touch. You moan softly, thrusting your hips forward in an unmistakable invitation for more.

"That's right," I murmur against your ear, my lips brushing the sensitive skin there. "You belong to me now."

I take my time, wrapping the rope around your wrists and binding them together behind your back before affixing it to a nearby bedpost. Next comes the blindfold, slipping it over your eyes and sealing you off from the world outside. With each touch, each sound I muffle or remove, I intensify this new reality between us. You're mine now, Evelyn; completely at my mercy. It's an exhilarating feeling that makes my heart race and my blood sing.

Stepping back, I survey the scene before me: you, blindfolded and bound in my bedroom, your body on display for me to explore as I please. The possibilities are endless, limited only by our imaginations. With a devious grin, I reach for the hem of my shirt...

As I pull my shirt over my head, revealing my bare chest, your breath hitches in anticipation. Your body tenses, anticipating my next move as I lean closer, nipples brushing against the sensitive skin of your stomach. "What do you want me to do now?" I whisper against your ear, delighting in the way it sends a shiver down your spine.

I feel your tongue dart out to wet your lips before you respond, voice muffled by the blindfold but unmistakable even with its hitch and uncertainty: "Whatever you want..."