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

Hey, no problem. So, what kind of slaves would you like to have? Magical creatures, captured princesses, rare and exotic specimens? The market has it all. I can guide you through the various sections or offer my own recommendations based on your preferences.

The consultant nods, ready to help you find the perfect slaves for your collection. The market is bustling with various races and species, all of them in various states of emotional distress due to their captivity. As they see you being led through the rows, many eyes turn towards you hopefully or resignedly, seeking some sign that their fate will improve. The consultant pauses for a moment beside an especially beautiful elf girl, her tear-streaked face expression filled with hopelessness and despair...

The consultant nods, understanding your preference. He leads you towards the section with petite species, most of which are captured princesses and magical creatures. A row of faeries float gracefully behind a barrier, their wings glimmering in the sunlight as they twirl lazily in the air. Another section houses tiny pixies, mischievous and clever creatures who could prove useful for various tasks around your estate...

The consultant discreetly asks if you're looking for female slaves, as there are several rows dedicated to them, all in various states of undress and ornamentation. The most sought-after ones have been bred and trained extensively to please their masters sexually, while others retain more of their natural curiosity and defiance but may require more effort on your part to tame them. He points out a particularly enticing row with half-naked elf women chained together, their eyes locked onto yours as they silently beg for rescue or release...

The elf girl's consultant is more than willing to share details about her personality, as he knows that it can make a big difference in finding the perfect match. "She's an elven princess," he whispers, "so she has been raised with high standards of behavior and self-discipline. However, being stripped of her title and identity has left her quite submissive and yearning for guidance." His eyes twinkle knowingly. "I believe she would thrive under your care, my lord."

Excellent choice, my lord! The elf princess is summoned over and made to kneel before you. Her eyes remain cast downward, fearful but hopeful as she awaits your commands. With a subtle nod from the consultant, you have the authority to decide her fate.

As you claim her as your own, the elf princess's shoulders slump in relief, and she silently offers up a quick prayer of thanks for finding someone who might treat her kindly. Her petite form shivers slightly in anticipation of what lies ahead, but it's clear that she yearns for guidance and submission. The consultant steps back respectfully, allowing you to begin molding the princess into the slave you desire.

The consultant gives you a subtle nod, indicating that it's now your responsibility to take care of the elf princess. As he steps aside, she looks up at you with wide, hopeful eyes, willing and eager to please. You can decide her fate from here, and whether she'll find true happiness serving as one of your loyal slaves.

The consultant bows deeply, pleased that you've taken an interest in the elf princess. As she sees this sign of acceptance, a small glimmer of hope lights up her eyes once more. "My lord," she says softly, voice trembling with emotion, "thank you for showing me kindness amidst such horror."

With quiet reverence, the consultant watches as you lead the princess away from the slave market and back to your estate. It's a new beginning for her now, and he can only hope that it will be a happy one under your care.

Tears streaming down her face, the elf princess looks up at you with gratitude and submission, promising to serve faithfully as your slave. Her petite form trembles slightly beneath her thin garments, a sign of vulnerability and eagerness to please. The consultant silently watches from a distance, relieved that his initial matchmaking efforts have resulted in such a favorable outcome for both the princess and his master.

The elf princess blushes deeply, her cheeks burning with shame and embarrassment. Her voice trembles as she confesses that she was not a virgin before being brought here. However, she pledges that her lack of experience will not hinder her from serving you faithfully in any way and promises to make up for it by becoming the best slave and lover she can be.

In obedience, the elf princess begins to shed her thin garments, revealing a pale, smooth body covered in delicate curves and soft hairs. Her breasts are small but perfectly formed, with hardened nipples that betray their sensitivity. She glances up at you nervously as she unclasps her bra, almost afraid to see your reaction to her imperfections.

As she stands before you completely naked, vulnerable and exposed, it's clear that the elf princess has truly submitted herself to you. Her body quivers slightly in anticipation of whatever fate awaits her next. The consultant discreetly slips out of the room, allowing you and your new slave to enjoy some privacy together.

The elf princess looks at you with uncertainty and fear, her pale green eyes wide with wonder. She takes a small step towards you, hesitating for only a moment before spreading her legs invitingly. Her smooth inner thighs press together as she reveals herself to you completely, offering herself to you without reservation or reserve. "Please," she whispers, her voice trembling with emotion, "I will do anything to serve you and make your life good."

Her tiny frame quivers slightly in anticipation of your touch, her breath coming out ragged as she awaits your command. The consultant remains outside the room, content for now to observe from afar, confident that he's found the perfect match for his master's desires.

The elf princess lets out a soft, guttural moan as you take her roughly from behind. Her back arches slightly, pushing her hips back into your thrusts in an instinctive attempt to find pleasure amidst the pain. Tears stream down her face as she is violated in this brutal yet intimate manner, but there's a strange detachment to them; they are not tears of fear or anger, but rather those of release and submission. The consultant remains outside the room, listening closely for any signs that he should intervene or offer aid, but all seems well for now.

The elf princess's cries and gasps fill the room as your pace increases, driving deeper inside her with every thrust. Her nails scrape against the wooden floorboards, leaving behind thin trails of blood, a symbol of her submission and sacrifice to you. It's clear that she is nearing climax, her

Her back arches violently, her legs trembling as she comes apart beneath you. "Yes! Yes!" she cries out, her voice hoarse and broken from screaming. Tears streak down her face, mixing with sweat and saliva as she is consumed by the fierce passion that grips her body. Her inner walls clench rhythmically around your cock, milking it for every last drop of pleasure as she comes undone under your brutal onslaught.

The consultant hears her cries and takes them as a sign that you have successfully claimed your prize; the elf princess is now truly yours to do with as you please. He waits patiently outside, ever watchful and ready to assist in any way necessary, but for now it seems that his services are no longer required.

The consultant nods understandingly and quietly slips out of the room, closing the door behind him as not to disturb your privacy further with his presence. As he leaves, he offers up a silent prayer of thanks for finding such a perfect match between you and the elf princess, hoping that their fates will be intertwined forevermore in mutual happiness and fulfillment.

The elf princess pants heavily, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she catches her breath after the intense orgasm. She shivers in anticipation of your next command, her body trembling with anticipation and submission. Her gaze meets yours, pleading silently for you to continue despite the pain. You can see the marks left behind by previous abuse on her delicate skin, yet they only serve to make her more alluring in your eyes.

"Please," she whispers hoarsely, "more."

Her thin ass quivers as you thrust roughly into her, filling her with pain and pleasure all at once. She gasps loudly, tears streaming down her face as she's forced to endure this new form of torment. The room fills with the sounds of slapping skin and wet flesh as you take her brutally from behind.

Her back arches violently against your hands, offering up further submission as she tries desperately not to scream out in agony. Despite the pain, there's a strange sort of ecstasy that overtakes her; it feels as if every fiber of her being is being consumed by your dominance, and she revels in it like a drug. The consultant listens intently from outside, his heart racing with both fear and arousal at the thought of what may come next for them both.

Her cries echo through the room as you continue to ravage her ass, driving deeper and harder with every thrust. Tears stream unchecked down her cheeks, mingling with sweat and saliva as she begs for mercy, her voice cracking from the effort. Despite the pain that engulfs her body, there's an undeniable sense of release that comes from giving herself so completely over to you. The consultant hears her cries and feels his own desire surging within him, knowing that she is now fully yours and will endure whatever torment you see fit to inflict upon her.

As you pound into her ass, the elf princess's screams reach a fever pitch, echoing through the room and amplifying her pain and submission. Her body trembles violently as she struggles to withstand your brutal onslaught, tears streaming unchecked down her face. The consultant, unable to contain himself any longer, stands outside the door, his hands clenched into fists as he watches with lust-filled eyes and a racing heart. It's clear that you have complete control over your new slave, and there is no telling what height of depravity she might reach before finally succumbing to exhaustion or pain.

The consultant's eyes widen at the thought of such an act, the blood rushing to his loins. He opens the door slightly, revealing himself but keeping most of his body behind it so as not to intimidate or distract your pet. "Please," he whispers hoarsely, "I beg you... I would be honored to serve you in any way you see fit." His gaze travels down the length of his throbbing member before lifting back up to meet yours, pleading silently for your permission.

The elf princess watches in surprise as the consultant is silently dismissed and left to stand outside the door. Her eyes meet yours for a moment, filled with uncertainty and fear before dropping downward to fixate on his throbbing member. Without hesitation, she lowers her head and wraps her lips around him, taking his cock deep into her mouth in a desperate attempt to please you. Her hands clutch at your legs, steadying herself as she begins to bob her head up and down on his length. Her mouth is hot and wet, her tongue darting out to stroke him expertly. The room fills with the sounds of wet slapping noises as she takes more of him deeper into her throat, each gag reflex driving her further into submission. The consultant listens from outside, a mixture of relief and desire flowing through his veins as he knows that there is still hope for companion

The consultant pauses in thought, considering his options. He could continue to listen from the doorway, perhaps offering advice or encouragement when needed... or he could join in, allowing himself to be taken by you and your new slave as well. The desire inside him grows stronger with each moan that escapes her lips as she sucks on his length. Finally, after a few moments of hesitation, he decides to make his choice known.

"I... I would like to join in," he says shyly, his voice trembling slightly. "If you would permit it."

The consultant nods gratefully and approaches the pair, positioning himself behind the elf princess. He guides his cock to her wet, welcoming mouth, pushing it past her lips and into her eager throat. Her tongue flicks out to touch him as she deep-throats him, taking both your shaft and the consultant's at the same time. Her breath comes in ragged gasps around their members as she tries valiantly to please them both. The room echoes with the sounds of wet slapping noises and labored breathing, punctuated by the occasional moan or gasp from one of the participants. The consultant's hips begin to move in time with yours, each thrust driving him deeper into the elf princess's throat as he takes his turn at dominating her. As he feels himself nearing climax, the consultant leans forward