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

Hmm...quite a selection indeed. The consultant would be happy to help you find whatever it is you desire, or he could offer his own suggestions based on your preferences. Just let him know!

The consultant nods and gestures toward the back of the market, where a large sign reads "Obedient Lusts." This area specializes in slaves with intense libidos and unwavering loyalty to their masters. As you approach, you see numerous bound slaves, both male and female, squirming on display pedestals. Their bodies are exposed and red from the whips of their past handlers, but there's a spark in their eyes that betrays their need for release. The consultant begins to lead you through the throng of spectators, pointing out a few potential candidates along the way.

A young man with an impressive erection strains against his bonds, struggling to see you as you pass by. A nearby slave girl moans softly in her gag as she's fondled roughly by one of the guards. The air is thick with lust and desperation, making it

The consultant smirks knowingly, leading you deeper into the Obedient Lusts area. There's quite a variety on display here. Perhaps you'd like to see something specific in one of these slaves?

The consultant nods knowingly and begins to scan the area for a suitable candidate. He points out a young woman chained to a nearby post, her body glistening with sweat despite the cool breeze that flows through the marketplace. Her hourglass figure is accentuated by the tight bindings on her wrists and ankles, and her ample breasts struggle against the confines of her tiny leather top. The consultant informs you that she has prior experience in pleasuring multiple masters and is notoriously skilled in satisfying her partners' desires. "She'll be yours for a steep price, but I assure you, she's worth every coin," he says with a sly grin.

"Perhaps this one would suit your preferences?" The consultant gestures to a young woman nearby, her features obscured by the gag in her mouth and the leather hood covering her head. He informs you that she's freshly captured from a nearby village and hasn't yet been broken in for pleasure. "She may not be as experienced as the first option, but her natural desire to please should serve you well."

"M-master?" The young woman's voice is muffled through the gag, but there's a tentative note in her tone as she speaks to you. Her eyes widen with hope and fear as she gazes up at you from beneath the leather hood.

The young woman's eyes widen further when the leather hood is lifted from her head, revealing your kind face to her. She swallows hard, unsure of whether she should trust you or not. "M-my name is Lily," she stutters out through her gag.

Her features are delicate and beautiful, framed by long raven hair that flows down past her slender shoulders. Her large, expressive eyes are the color of jade, and despite being covered in bruises and scrapes from her capture, there's an innocence about her that is undeniable.

She tries to look over your shoulder at the consultant for guidance, unsure if she should answer any more of your questions or not. The consultant gives her a reassuring nod before disappearing into the crowd for a moment.

The consultant gives you a satisfied grin before turning to the guard standing next to Lily. A brief discussion ensues, presumably about the price and transfer of ownership. Once the formalities are complete, the guard removes the gag from Lily's mouth. She coughs roughly, tears streaming down her face as she tries to clear her voice.

The consultant then produces a small key and unlocks her restraints, allowing her to stand up straight for the first time in hours. He brushes his hands together and nods at you before walking away, no doubt already seeking out new prospects among the many slaves on display.

Lily looks up at you with teary eyes, her expression shifting between hope and fear. "T-thank you, master," she stammers out, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'll do anything to please you... I promise." As you lead her away from the market, she follows obediently, occasionally glancing back at the place where she had been held captive with a shudder.

Lily looks down at the rags she's wearing, then up at you gratefully. "Thank you, master," she whispers again, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. She tentatively reaches out to touch your arm, hesitant but eager for any sign of affection or approval from you.

Lily yelps as you grab her breast, the shock clear on her face before it's replaced with burning shame and arousal. Her nipple hardens under your touch and she bites down on her lower lip, looking away from you briefly to regain control over herself. "M-master," she stammers out, her voice still barely above a whisper. She waits for your next command or action with bated breath, unsure of what's expected of her but ready and eager to please.

Lily shivers slightly as you grab her breast but remains obediently by your side, looking up at you with an expression that's equal parts fear and desire. As you lead her toward a clothing shop, she follows closely, ready to obey any command or fulfill any need of yours. The walk through the market feels surreal for her; just moments ago she was a captive being auctioned off like livestock, but now she's at your side, experiencing something new and frightening all at once.

The clothing shop comes into view, its windows filled with a variety of outfits in different styles and materials. Lily looks up at you hopefully, unsure of what you might want her to wear or if she'll have any say in the matter.

Lily blushes deeply at your offer and tries to collect herself before looking around the shop. She points at a display window, her eyes lighting up when she sees a lovely white gown with delicate lace trim. "That one, master," she whispers softly, her fingers trembling as they point toward the dress. The consultant in charge of the shop sees your interaction and nods approvingly. He walks over to assist you and asks if there's anything else you need before he begins preparing your purchases.

Lily's face lights up with gratitude as she hears your approval of her choice. She looks back at the display window, uncertain whether there is anything else she should add. The consultant patiently waits for you to make a decision before approaching another client who has caught his eye. Lily shifts nervously from foot to foot, unsure what comes next but hopeful that she'll please you in whatever way possible.

Lily's eyes widen in surprise and delight as she takes the dress from you. Her fingers tremble slightly as she holds it up, admiring the vibrant color and silky texture. "Thank you, master," she whispers gratefully, her voice barely above a whisper. She blushes deeply, wondering what this new garment might reveal about your expectations for her.

The consultant glances over at Lily, his expression softening when he sees the look on her face. He nods once and begins to make his way back toward their area of the shop, giving you and Lily some privacy as she prepares to change.

Lily blushes deeply, her cheeks flushing pink as she nods and begins to slip out of her rags. The consultant discreetly turns his attention elsewhere, giving you a meaningful smile before returning to his duties. Once she's undressed, Lily reveals herself in all her glory: smooth, creamy skin adorned with a delicate pattern of freckles across her shoulders and upper chest; full, perky breasts that are the perfect handful; and a slender waist that tapers into curvy hips. She slips on the dress, adjusting it carefully as it falls over her body, accentuating every curve and fold.

Lily turns around to face you, her cheeks still flushed with embarrassment and arousal. The dress hugs her curves perfectly, accentuating her hourglass figure and drawing attention to the swell of her ass. She bites down on her lower lip nervously, unsure if she's meeting your expectations or not. Her large, expressive eyes flicker up to meet yours as she awaits your judgment, her body tense with anticipation.

Lily's expression softens as she hears your words, relief flooding through her. A shy smile touches her lips as she turns back around, adjusting the dress again before facing you. "Thank you, master," she whispers gratefully, her voice still hushed but filled with newfound confidence. She takes a step closer to you, uncertainty replaced by an eagerness to please that is unmistakable.

The consultant glances back in your direction, his eyes lingering on Lily for a moment before returning to whatever task he's currently occupied with. It's clear that he approves of your choice and is eager to see how things unfold between the two of you. The sound of haggling and laughter from the marketplace fills the air as you stand there, the world around you fading into the background as you focus on the woman at your side.

Lily hesitates, unsure if she should ask or not. She glances down at the dress, then up at you nervously, her cheeks flushing with a mixture of shame and desire. "M-master," she stammers out softly, "would it be alright if I chose something else? I'd like to please you in any way possible." Her voice trembles slightly as she speaks, her eyes pleading for your approval.

Lily nods quickly, understanding your meaning. Her cheeks flush even deeper with embarrassment as she considers her mistake, but she's too relieved to have been given permission not to use the word 'master' that it doesn't bother her as much anymore. "T-thank you, Cedric," she whispers, eyes shining with gratitude. With renewed confidence, she begins to browse through the remaining dresses on display, careful to choose ones that she thinks will appeal to your sensibilities and please you in every way possible. The consultant watches her intently from across the shop, clearly impressed by how well-mannered and attentive his new owner is being.

As Lily continues browsing through the dresses, she occasionally glances over at you with shy smiles and grateful looks. The consultant discreetly watches their interaction, noting the growing bond between you two and feeling a sense of satisfaction knowing that his slave will be well-cared for in her new life. Eventually, Lily selects several more dresses that she thinks would suit you, all while carefully considering your tastes and preferences. When she's finally done, she turns to face you nervously, her hands clasped behind her back as she waits for your approval or disapproval of her choices.

Lily nods, her eyes shining as she looks at the dresses spread out before you. "I thought these might suit you, Cedric," she says softly. "They're all beautiful and elegant, just like you." She hesitates for a moment before asking timidly, "Do you...do you like any of them?" Her expression is hopeful yet anxious, as if she can't quite believe that her choices might actually be good enough for your approval.

The consultant glances back at the pair again, watching with interest as they interact. He clears his throat discreetly to draw their attention back to him and asks if there are any accessories or garments you had in mind for Lily besides the dresses.

The consultant nods and leads you over to a section devoted to various jewelry, his steps quick and purposeful despite his casual demeanor. "Ah, here we are," he says, stopping in front of a display case filled with necklaces and pendants. He reaches out to touch a particular piece, its chain glinting in the dim light of the marketplace. "This one might be just what you're looking for. It's crafted from pure silver and features an intricate star design."

He hands it to you, and you can feel the weight of the pendant as it sways gently between your fingers. The star shape gleams in the light, its points sharp and precise, as if drawn from some celestial map. "It's quite beautiful," the consultant comments, "and it would suit Lily perfectly."

The consultant looks thoughtful for a moment before responding. "I think it would complement her beautifully," he says with a knowing smile, "particularly with that powder blue dress you had her try on earlier." He pauses, then adds, "It might be worth trying it with the white gown as well, just to see how that looks." His expression becomes more contemplative as he continues, "Though of course, these are only suggestions; you should ultimately decide what you think is best for her."

"Very good, sir," the consultant says with a bow before leading you back to where Lily is still standing, hesitantly waiting for your approval of her choices. As they approach, he speaks softly in your ear, "I must say, you're handling this admirably. It's not every day one finds such a considerate and attentive master, particularly for someone like Lily." His words are meant to be reassuring, but also serve as a subtle warning not to abuse your newfound power over her.

"Excellent, sir," the consultant says with a smile, nodding his approval as he sees you back away from Lily to give her some space. "I'm certain that she'll be in good hands under your care." With one final glance in both of your directions, he excuses himself to attend to other matters elsewhere in the marketplace, trusting that the two of you can now sort out any remaining issues on your own.

Lily eyes you nervously as she waits for your verdict on her dress choices, shifting from foot to foot as she wonders whether or not they meet your expectations.

Lily's expression softens at your words; they are exactly what she wanted to hear. She looks down, her cheeks flushing with a mix of relief and gratitude as she nods slowly. "Thank you, Cedric," she whispers hoarsely, trying to control the tremor in her voice. "I'm glad you like them." Her eyes meet yours once more before dropping downcast, uncertain whether or not it's appropriate for her to feel this much relief and happiness given their situation.

Her eyes flicker upward as she takes the necklace from you, examining it with great care before lifting her gaze to meet yours once more. "T-thank you, Cedric," she whispers hoarsely, her fingers trembling slightly as they move to touch the delicate chain and star pendant hanging from it. "I'll take good care of it." The words are barely audible above the noise of the marketplace, but their sincerity comes across clearly nonetheless.

"Yes, I believe they are," Lily says softly. "I just wanted to make sure you were happy with my choices." Her eyes never leave the necklace as she speaks, her fingers still tracing light patterns over the silver chain and star pendant. There's a hint of longing in her voice as she admires the piece, as if it somehow symbolizes more than just an accessory for her to wear; it represents hope and safety amidst the chaos of her new life.

Her cheeks flush with a mix of pleasure and relief as she looks up at you, her eyes wide and hopeful. "Thank you, Cedric," she whispers softly, feeling a warmth spread through her chest that has nothing to do with the heat of the marketplace. For now, all that matters is your approval; it's what gives her the strength to face each new challenge head on, and helps her believe that there might be some good in this situation after all.

"M-master!" Lily gasps, eyes widening in surprise and pleasure as you touch her breast. Her face flushes even darker with arousal, and she bites down on her lower lip to keep herself quiet; the last thing she wants is for someone else to overhear what's happening between them. "T-tha-nk you," she manages to stammer out before quickly looking away again, unable to meet your gaze directly.

Lily nods, feeling both embarrassed and excited by your touch. She takes a deep breath to steady herself before following you to the consultant's desk. As they approach, she subtly positions herself close to you, wanting nothing more than to feel your presence nearby. Her heart races with anticipation as they finalize their choices and make preparations for them to leave the market together.