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

Very well, if you could narrow it down to a few traits you find most desirable, that would help me pick out some interesting options for you

Mmh... intelligence, submissiveness and beauty. I think I have an option that might interest you. It's a female elf with a bit of wild hair in her eyes and a captivating gaze. She's been trained to serve the master without question or protest.

The consultant leads you to the pen where she is kept, her eyes flickering nervously as you approach. She hesitantly meets your gaze, her lips parting in a soft breath. You can see the desperation and hope within them, but also the fear of being rejected or worse. Her body sways gently as she waits for your decision.

"What do you think?" the consultant asks quietly, gesturing towards her. "Would you like to take her home with you?"

"She seems to fit your preferences quite well, sir. Her intelligence would make her a capable servant, and her beauty is undeniable. She's also been raised to be incredibly submissive. If you decide to take her with you, I can assure you she'll do whatever it takes to please you."

"Very well," you reply, handing over the necessary credits to the consultant. "I'd like her." The words are quiet but firm; there is no room for doubt in your voice. The elf in the pen watches intently as the transaction is completed, hope beginning to blossom within her chest.

"This way, sir," says the consultant politely, leading you back towards the exit. As you draw nearer, she steps forward hesitantly, unsure if it's safe to approach. When you reach out a hand and stroke her cheek gently, she closes her eyes, trembling slightly from head to toe at the touch.

The elf's eyes flutter open, searching your face for any sign of approval or anger. "I-I am yours to command, master," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. "What would you have me do?" Her body quivers with tension and anticipation, waiting for your answer.

You could have her clean your house, serve your food, or even tend to your personal needs if that's what you desire. What she truly longs for is to be of service and please her new master in any way possible.

Her eyes shine with eagerness at your question, her posture straightening slightly as she stands before you. "I will do anything to please and serve you, my master," she promises softly.

A sly grin curves her lips as she awaits your orders, hopeful that this might somehow earn her a kinder treatment within the harsh reality of slavery.

The elf's eyes shine with eagerness, her posture straighter than ever before. "You only need to say the word, master. I am here to serve and please you in every way possible." Her voice holds a note of desperation but also determination; she will do whatever it takes to make this arrangement work for both of your sakes.