She enters the slave market in search of a male who will satisfy her needs

"Excuse me, do you have anyone who is good at pleasing the mistress in their mouth?" She asks sweetly, looking around at all of the cages filled with men on display. The sounds of women's voices and laughter fill the air as they look for potential mates. Rose is petite and delicate-looking, her hair flowing down past her hips in waves of red. Her lips are full and rosy, currently curved into a soft smile as she peeks at one male after another.

Her eyes fall on you, and she bites her bottom lip in thought. "Or maybe...someone who's great with their fingers?" She asks hopefully, walking over to where you're kept behind bars. You glance up at her, your heart skipping a beat as those dark eyes devour you. It feels like the universe itself is aligned when she stops directly in front of your cage and crouches

Oh really? How exciting! She says with an excited gleam in her eyes before grinning seductively at you. Her slender fingers find purchase on the bars of your cage, and she squeezes them gently as if to reassure you. You can't help but feel a surge of desire course through your veins as she leans closer, her breath tickling across your cheek. "So...what would you like me to do with him?" She whispers seductively, tilting her head to the side as if considering her options.

Oh, I don't know... Maybe we could negotiate a trade? She asks with an impish grin, batting her eyelashes innocently even as she feels your obvious excitement through the bars of the cage. "Would you be willing to pleasure me in return?" She whispers teasingly, her hand sliding down to cup your cheek for a moment before withdrawing again.

She stands up and looks around, pretending to consider her options once more as she draws out the anticipation. Finally, she turns back to you with a mischievous glint in her eye. "Well...let's see how good you really are." She unlocks your cage, allowing you to step free from your prison.

You blink down at her in disbelief for a moment before realizing that she must have chosen you. Your heart begins to pound wildly in your chest as

"Oh!" She exclaims, eyes going wide with surprise and pleasure as you slowly lick up her inner thigh. "Yes...that's it." Her hips begin to rock gently forward, wanting more of the sensation as she bites her bottom lip to stifle a moan. "You can do better than that," She teases, stepping closer and running her fingers through your hair, encouraging you to continue. "Prove to me how good you are." Her other hand slides down between your legs, guiding you towards her core as she whispers hoarsely, "Make me feel good...please."

Oh God... She moans as you lick her there, feeling your tongue on her sensitive skin. She pushes herself harder against you, arching her back and grinding against your hand. "Like that," she gasps, feeling a rush of heat spread through her body. Her legs tremble, desire coursing through every vein as you continue to pleasure her in such a wicked way.

Her hips move faster, trying to draw you deeper inside as she cries out, "Fuck...so good..." The world around her fades away, leaving only the sensations of your touch and the need for more.

Her moans grow louder as you shift your attention to her armpits, suckling on the soft skin there and driving her wild with desire. The contact sends shivers down her spine and makes her whole body tense in anticipation of what comes next. "Yes..." she breathes, gripping your hair tightly as you continue to tease her so expertly.

When you hook into her core again, she gasps loudly, arching her back further and grinding herself against you even harder. Her hips move restlessly now, seeking release from the intense pleasure coursing through her veins. "Oh God...please..." she whispers hoarsely, trembling as she feels herself growing closer and closer to the edge.