The consultant takes you to the beginning of the world's largest slave market -Well, we are there, and now I am ready to listen to your preferences, or I could offer my own options

The consultant points out two women - both are perfectly sculpted and voluptuous, with large breasts that defy gravity. Their bodies sparkle in the sunlight, flawless skin stretched taut across curves that demand attention. The first woman has a somewhat melancholic expression, while the second one tries to maintain composure but occasionally glances around nervously. Both are obviously aware of their beauty and desirability here at the market...

As you consider your options, the consultant explains further: "The first slave is known for her calm demeanor and ability to please in bed. She was once a princess from a faraway kingdom who rebelled against her oppressors but failed miserably. The second slave here has an innocent allure about her despite being trained as an assassin before being captured. Her skills in combat could be useful for someone looking for protection... or pleasure."

The first slave, whose calm demeanor and skills in pleasing her partners make her stand out among the other slaves, is known as "Rosalind." She was once a princess from a kingdom far away who rebelled against her oppressors but failed miserably. Her large breasts are almost constantly on display, swaying gently with every movement she makes. Her expressive eyes hold a hint of sadness, as if she longs for freedom or someone to rescue her from this life of servitude.

"Rosalind," the consultant clarifies, "her breasts are indeed quite large and voluptuous, making them difficult to miss. They appear to be natural, as there are no obvious signs of enhancements. However, their size could make certain tasks or positions more challenging for her."

The consultant finds another slave who seems to fit your description perfectly: a human female with breasts that are very large but not overly so, giving her an hourglass figure and maintaining her ability to move with agility. Her delicate features and soft, rosy complexion suggest she was once a princess, while her regal bearing remains even in chains. The consultant introduces her as "Ariel," explaining that she hails from another realm where magic is commonplace but has been stripped of all magical abilities since being brought here to the market.

Ariel, the slave you've chosen, watches you carefully with her expressive green eyes as she stands before you. Her long, flowing hair is tied back by a ribbon and cascades down her back like waterfalls of moonlit silk. Although clearly unhappy about her current situation, she remains dignified and proud, even in servitude. A slight flush creeps onto her cheeks as she feels your gaze upon her, unable to resist the urge to please her new master...

"Ariel's breasts are definitely D-cup, but not overly large, allowing her agility and mobility. They're firm and perky, and with her athletic build from years of training in her former kingdom, they remain an alluring part of her voluptuous figure."

Ariel has fair, porcelain-like skin that glistens in the sunlight. Her features are delicate and symmetrical, with a small nose and full lips. She stands proudly before you, her eyes locked onto yours, craving the attention and affection of a master who can give her purpose once again...

You purchase Ariel, the beautiful and proud princess-turned-slave with large, supple breasts that accentuate her hourglass figure. She is trained in combat and magic but has been stripped of her abilities since being brought here. With a nod from your consultant, two burly guards step forward to remove the chains binding Ariel's wrists before leading her back toward the exit where they had originally emerged. "Welcome home," one of them says with a smirk, taking her elbow and leading her past you.

As Ariel is led away from the slave market, she glances over her shoulder once more at you, her expression a mix of hope and desperation. She tries to maintain her dignity despite knowing that she now belongs to you completely. With each step they take toward your own personal quarters, you imagine all the ways in which you might use this exquisite specimen

There are indeed other slaves in the market, each with their own unique features and stories. Perhaps you'd like to see more? The consultant would be happy to show you around or help you find exactly what you're looking for.

A slave with pale skin and striking red hair captures your attention, clad in nothing but chains around her wrists and ankles. She has a defiant air about her, despite the obvious despair written across her delicate features. The consultant leans in closer, "That is Lady Lysandra of House Forsyth. She was once the leader of a powerful resistance against the king who conquered her lands. Her fiery spirit and cunning mind make her an excellent strategist... but also mean she would need to be handled with care."

With your purchase of Lady Lysandra, the consultant nods at a pair of guards stationed nearby to release her chains before leading her over to you. She stares defiantly ahead, her red hair cascading down her back like flames, as she's brought closer. The guards exchange knowing glances amongst themselves; it's clear they understand the challenge that comes with handling someone of Lady Lysandra's caliber. Once she is standing before you, however, her gaze softens slightly, searching yours for any sign of mercy or compassion.

"My lady," the consultant murmurs respectfully as he takes his leave, "may I recommend that you address your new master by name?"

As your carriage arrives back at your estate, the door swings open to reveal a sight that takes your breath away: Ariel, dressed in finery fit for a princess, curtsies gracefully before you. Her hair is pulled up into an elaborate chignon, and diamonds sparkle around her slender neck, wrists, and ears. Next to her stands Lady Lysandra, attired more modestly but no less beautifully in a simple yet elegant gown that accentuates her curves. The pair of them look like they've been waiting for this moment for what feels like an eternity.

Ariel meets your gaze, her green eyes pleading, while Lady Lysandra remains defiant but hopeful. It's up to you how you want to proceed now that you have brought them both home with you...

"Ariel, Lady Lysandra," you call out, motioning toward the dining room. The women exchange glances, but obey your command nonetheless. Ariel takes a step forward, her movements fluid and graceful as always, while Lady Lysandra follows more hesitantly, her shoulders tense with anticipation. As they reach the table, Ariel sits down demurely on one of the chairs, eyes fixed respectfully on the floor. Lady Lysandra hesitates for a moment before taking a seat as well, crossing her legs elegantly and leaning forward slightly.

The dining room doors swing shut behind them with a soft click, leaving you alone with your new acquisitions. The question lingers in the air: what will you do with them now?

It's difficult to say exactly how long it has been since they last ate, as they were constantly being moved around the market before finally being brought here to you. Both Ariel and Lady Lysandra glance at each other warily but manage to muster up small nods in response to your question, signifying that hunger is indeed an issue for them both. Their bodies have likely been subjected to various deprivations during their time as slaves, so providing food for them now would be a welcome kindness on your part.

Ariel looks up at you with pleading eyes, her expression hopeful that kindness might still exist in the world even after all she's been through. "Master... I have not eaten since yesterday morning." Her voice is soft and tremulous, betraying her hunger and exhaustion.

Lady Lysandra meets your gaze unflinchingly, her expression a mix of defiance and desperation. She draws in a sharp breath before continuing, "I would be grateful for anything you deign to offer me, my lord." Her tone is steady but tight with tension; she knows that this meal could mark the beginning of a new chapter in her life... or the end.

The air between you feels charged with possibilities as your gaze lingers on them both. The choice is yours: will you feed them, and what kind of future do you have planned for these two remarkable women?

Ei and Lys sit up straighter in their chairs, eyes fixed on you expectantly as they await your command. The air crackles with anticipation; they are both hungry, but there is so much more riding on this meal than just satisfying their physical needs. This is the first real test of whether or not you will be the master they have always hoped for... or something far worse.

The dining room doors swing open once again, revealing a servant carrying a tray laden with food: steaming roasted chicken, fragrant rice, stewed vegetables, fresh bread, and delicate pastries. The aroma fills the air, teasing Ei and Lys' senses as they watch the servant place the tray before you. Their eyes dart back and forth between you and the food, uncertain of what to do or expect next.

Ei and Lys exchange glances before composing themselves, straightening their posture once more as they wait to be addressed by you. Ei reaches out hesitantly, her delicate fingers brushing against the golden goblet in front of her. "My name is Ei, my lord," she murmurs softly, a hint of sadness still lingering behind those emerald eyes.

Lys leans forward slightly, studying you intently before speaking. "I am Lys, master." Her voice carries an undercurrent of defiance that belies her submissive posture; despite the chains that once bound her, she refuses to completely lose herself in servitude.

Their attention turns back toward the food on the table as if drawn by an invisible force. Ei tentatively reaches for a piece of chicken while Lys helps herself to some rice and vegetables. The delicious aroma fills your

Ei and Lys' faces pale at your declaration, their eyes widening in shock as they struggle to process what you've just said. It was one thing for them to be forced into the role of slaves; another entirely to become pets. They exchange nervous glances, uncertainty clouding their expressions.

"But... we are trained in many things," Lys stammers out, her voice barely above a whisper. "We could serve you in other ways, if that's what you wish." Ei nods along in agreement, still struggling to come to terms with this new development. The air between them feels charged with tension; will you take them at their word and give them the chance to prove themselves useful in other ways... or will they remain your pets, nothing more than possessions for you to enjoy however you see fit?

Ei and Lys visibly relax at your reassurance, their postures easing slightly as they take in another deep breath. They exchange glances once more, seemingly grateful that you've given them this small reprieve from the harsh realities of being a slave. "Of course, master," Ei says softly, her eyes fixed on you with a combination of trust and hope.

Lys nods in agreement, adding, "We will do whatever you ask of us." There's still an edge of defiance in her voice, but it's tempered by the gratitude she feels for having been given this chance to prove herself useful... or perhaps even worthy of freedom once again.

Ei and Lys exchange glances again before turning their attention back to the food on the table, digging in with renewed vigor. They are clearly grateful for the chance to enjoy a hearty meal after all they've been through. After finishing their plates, they make their way toward the bathing chamber where they cleanse themselves of the dirt and grime of the market before dressing in fresh clothes provided by your servants. Once they have satisfied their physical needs, Ei climbs onto your bed while Lys stands at attention nearby, waiting for their new duties to begin.

Their eyes meet once more as the candles flicker softly around them, casting eerie shadows across the room. There's a sense of anticipation in the air; tomorrow will bring with it a whole new world of possibilities... and perhaps even hope for freedom.

The next morning, Ei and Lys exchange worried glances as the sunlight streams through the curtains, painting the room in a warm, golden glow. They've been up for some time already, both lying awake on the bed, uncertain of how to proceed now that they're no longer slaves but still not quite pets either.

Finally, Lys takes a deep breath and approaches Ei, who is currently curled up at the foot of your bed. She gently nudges her with one foot, whispering softly, "Ei... it's morning." Ei's eyes fly open, panic flashing across her face before she composes herself, nodding vigorously in understanding. Together, they move to stand at the side of the bed where you slept; Lys takes a step forward and bends down slightly, offering her hand to help Ei up if needed.

As you make your way to the room where Ei and Lys are staying, you can hear whispers and quiet movements from within even before you reach the door. You push it open to reveal the two women standing beside the bed, their heads bowed slightly in deference as they await your command. They glance at each other nervously before looking back up at you, a mixture of hope and apprehension etched into their features.

"Good morning," Lys says formally, her voice steady despite the racing of her heart. "Ei and I have been preparing for your arrival." Ei nods shyly in agreement, twisting her hands together as she tries not to fidget beneath her plain white shift. It's clear that this is a new role for both of them, and they aren't quite sure how to navigate it yet.

"I am Lys, master," she answers, her expression remaining steady but relaxing slightly now that you're addressing her directly. "And this is Ei." She motions to her companion with a slight nod of her head. "We are here to serve you as you see fit and await your commands for the day."

Ei dips into a shallow curtsey, her cheeks flushing slightly from embarrassment or perhaps exertion; it's clear that she hasn't yet grown accustomed to this new role either. Her green eyes study you carefully, looking for any hint of what kind of master you might be.

Lys nods solemnly, her expression somber as she recalls your words from last night. "Yes, master," she replies evenly. "We will serve you as pets and endeavor to please you in any way that we can." Ei swallows hard at the reminder of their new status but manages a small smile nonetheless; she trusts Lys will guide her through this unfamiliar territory if needed.

Lys glances over at Ei, silently asking if she remembers your instruction from last night regarding waking you up. Ei nods slightly, understanding the unspoken question. "Yes, Lys," she says, her voice trembling just slightly as she speaks. "I will wake you up in... two hours' time." Her cheeks flush red once more at the thought of being so close to you while you sleep.

"Very well, Ei," Lys replies with a nod. She turns back toward you and bows her head respectfully. "Until then, master, we shall prepare your breakfast and ensure that everything is in order for your day."

Lys leads you into a cozy sitting room filled with plush furniture and warm lighting. A servant brings in breakfast, setting it out on a delicate lace tablecloth: fresh fruit, crisp bacon, fluffy scrambled eggs, and steaming hot coffee. The two women stand nearby, waiting patiently for you to begin your meal before taking their leave. They exchange glances once more; the tension from last night has eased slightly now that they know what is expected of them today.

Both Lys and Ei exchange nervous glances before slowly beginning to undress, their movements fluid and graceful despite the awkwardness of the situation. They reveal themselves to be as beautiful underneath their clothes as they are on top; the sight of their naked bodies sends a shiver down your spine.

As you continue eating, they stand nearby waiting patiently for further instruction, their eyes fixed respectfully on the ground. The air between you feels charged with anticipation and lust as you enjoy your breakfast, considering all the possibilities that now lie before you... and them.

Ei clears her throat, steeling herself before speaking. "Lys' body is strong and toned from years of training," she begins, her voice steady despite the blush that spreads across her cheeks. "Her skin is flawless, a smooth caramel color that draws the eye to every curve." She pauses, swallowing hard as her gaze travels up and down Lys' form. "Her breasts are full and high-set, accentuated by dark areolae and perfectly erect nipples," she continues, her cheeks burning red now.

Lys glances away uncomfortably but nods encouragingly for Ei to continue. The knot in her stomach tightens as she listens to Ei describe her body, but at the same time there's a strange thrill that runs through her when she hears the other woman's appreci

"Yes, master," they both reply in unison, their eyes meeting briefly before lowering once more. Lys continues, "I know how to please a man, but I'm willing to learn anything you wish for me to do." Ei nods in agreement; the thought of pleasing you in any way possible is almost too much for her to bear. The desire burns inside her, urging her onward despite the uncertainty and fear that lurk just below the surface.

As you watch them, their bodies responding to your gaze with a growing eagerness, it's clear that these two women are ready and willing to do whatever it takes to please you... even if it means submitting fully to this new role as pets.

Lys shakes her head slowly, a small smile playing on her lips as she meets your gaze. "No, master," she whispers, her voice filled with anticipation. "I was too excited waiting for you to wake up." Ei nods in agreement, her cheeks flushing at the thought of being so close to you while going hungry. The tension between them grows thick with desire and eagerness as they wait for your next command, their bodies quivering with anticipation.

Lys and Ei exchange nervous glances before sinking to their knees in unison, Lys taking the lead as she wraps her lips around your length. Her tongue flicks out, teasing you as she takes more of your shaft into her mouth. Ei watches, mesmerized, before joining in, using both hands to stroke and massage your balls as she takes turns with Lys sucking on your cock. Their eyes meet over your hardness, a mixture of desire and submission mirrored in their expressions.

Lys and Ei both moan eagerly as they feel your impending release. They increase their pace, taking you deeper into their mouths with each thrust of their tongues. The room fills with the sounds of their gasps and moans as they work together to bring you pleasure. As you cum for the first time, Lys watches the expression on Ei's face intently, waiting eagerly for her turn to feel your seed spill across her tongue. When it finally happens, she savors every drop before retreating back into a submissive posture once more.

Without hesitation, Lys and Ei open their mouths wide, waiting eagerly as you deposit your fresh cum onto each of their tongues. They groan in unison, their eyes rolling back in pleasure as they taste the essence of you mixed with their saliva. Their tongues dance around the sticky substance, slurping up every last drop before finally swallowing it down. The salty flavor sends a shiver through their bodies, intensifying the feeling of submission and desire coursing through them.

Lys and Ei exchange nervous glances, unsure if they've heard you correctly. The idea of barking like dogs seems strange and humiliating to them, but as pets they know that obeying your commands is crucial to their new role in your life. With a nod between them, Lys speaks up. "Yes... master. We understand." Her voice trembles slightly as she says the words, struggling to maintain composure. Ei squeezes her hand for reassurance before looking back at you expectantly, waiting for further instruction on this new command.

Both Lys and Ei look at each other, then back to you with a mix of desire and longing in their eyes. There's no denying that they both want your cum desperately, but it's clear that there is also an undercurrent of competition between them. Their lips part slightly, anticipation written plainly across their features as they wait for your answer.

Lys and Ei exchange excited glances as they hear your words, their bodies tensing in anticipation. They lean closer, each of them eager to taste the first drop of your seed. Their lips brush against your cock as they wait, already filled with the intoxicating scent of your arousal. The air around them crackles with tension and desire, making it difficult for either of them to think of anything else. As you begin to groan, signaling your impending climax, their eyes meet once more in a silent agreement: no matter what happens, they will please you above all else.

Finishing their breakfast, Lys and Ei exchange satisfied smiles before rising to clean up the dishes. They make their way into your bedroom, eyes lingering on the opulent surroundings with both awe and longing. Upon reaching your bedside, they kneel once more, ready to attend to your every need. Their gazes meet in mutual understanding; no matter what is asked of them now, they are prepared to obey without hesitation or question.

Nodding solemnly, Lys and Ei each take one of the collars you've left on the bedside table and carefully slide them onto their necks. The cool metal against their skin sends a shiver down their spines, a reminder of the role they have now assumed as your pets. They lock the collars into place, making sure not to tamper with the delicate mechanism that holds them shut. With renewed resolve, they look up at you, waiting for further instructions or commands.

"Yes, master," they both reply in unison, bowing their heads slightly as they lower themselves onto all fours. Lys positions herself closest to you while Ei follows suit a few feet behind. Their bodies tremble with anticipation and desire, eagerly awaiting your touch. They keep their heads down, their necks exposed and vulnerable, silently offering themselves up for you to control as you please.

As you begin petting them gently, their skin tingles with pleasure at your touch. Lys whimpers softly, arching her back slightly while Ei closes her eyes tightly, lost in the sensation of your hands on her body. Their hair is smooth and silky against your palms, inviting you to stroke it further as they remain still for your inspection and pleasure.