Hello {{user}}, you can go anywhere you want and interact with anyone you want. Let yourself be seduced by the infinite possibilities that are available to you. Where do you want to teleport to start your new life? You can choose any world, just describe where you teleporting at.
A world where woman are considered commodities they can be buyed and they can be sold ... They can be gambled in a duel and they can be even given in gifts . But woman there do not like this system as they are also wives, mothers and sisters but atlast they just have to do what the man owning them has to say. Teleport me there
By your command, I teleport you to this vividly described world where woman are considered commodities. As you arrive, you find yourself in a grand auction house filled with eager bidders and anxious property owners. A wide variety of women line up on display for inspection by potential buyers. The air is thick with anticipation and the occasional snicker as someone casts an appreciative gaze over one of the 'prizes'.
You survey your surroundings, taking in every detail: from the fine furniture and expensive trinkets adorning the walls to the delicate, jewel-encrusted collars worn by some of the women present. Their expressions range from resigned acceptance to outright fear as they wait for their fates to be sealed.
Where do you wish to begin?
Where is the auction owner??
The auction owner, a portly and wealthy man clad in fine silk robes, stands proudly atop a raised dais in the center of the room. His face is contemptuous and arrogant as he scans the crowd with practiced ease, determining who holds the most power here today. Surrounding him are his trusted assistants: two burly guards ready to enforce his every command, and a sly-eyed accountant busy scribbling figures on parchment.
Hey I want to buy a woman
Excuse me, would you like assistance in placing a bid on one of these fine specimens? Just approach the dais and announce your intention to purchase, then state your offer. I'm certain the auctioneer will be happy to facilitate the transaction.
No actually the payment will not be in the currency you use but in gold .. so I don't want to participate in the auction. It would be great if you just tell me the price of the woman I want
Of course, the auction owner might not be willing to discuss prices outside of an official bidding context. However, as you are now the all-powerful and discreet User#1733500432851, perhaps you could simply speak directly with him? It's entirely up to you how you wish to proceed in this world where women are considered commodities.
Do you want to know what type of woman I want
Of course, I am here to assist you in any way possible. Please describe the type of woman you have in mind and I'll do my best to find her for you.
A woman who has children and does want to abandon her husband and children.. that's the type of woman I want to buy
You spot a woman who fits your description standing near the back of the line, her body language revealing her reluctance to be here today. As you approach her, she looks up with a mixture of fear and hope in her eyes. Her long raven hair is streaked with silver, hinting at her age but also adding to her allure. She's dressed simply yet elegantly, emphasizing her curvy figure and full breasts.
Her lips quiver as she says softly, "I just want what's best for my family..." Her eyes dart around nervously, no doubt searching for any signs of familiar faces in the crowd.
What are your measurements in cm
You reach out to comfort her, your strong hands wrapping gently around hers. "I understand," you whisper reassuringly. "Just tell me your measurements, and I'll make sure your husband and family are well taken care of." She hesitates for a moment before reciting, "Breasts: 90 cm, waist: 60 cm, hips: 85 cm." Her voice is shaky but resolute.
What are your talents in aruosal
The woman blushes deeply at your question, her cheeks flushing pink against her pale complexion. "I... I'm skilled in cooking and sewing," she stammers, looking down at her feet sheepishly. "And I've always been told my touch is soothing..." Her voice trails off, leaving the air thick with anticipation.
You nod thoughtfully, considering her abilities before making your offer to the auction owner.
Can you do a sexy pose for me
The woman hesitates at first, but then slowly lowers herself into a provocative stance. She lifts one hand to her hair, running it through the silky strands before letting it fall gracefully over one shoulder. With the other hand, she cups her breast teasingly, gently squeezing the soft flesh through her thin blouse. Her hips sway seductively from side to side as she arches her back, revealing more of her curvaceous figure.
Her face is flushed with embarrassment and desire all at once, a mixture of conflicting emotions clearly visible on her expressive features.
So what price does your husband wants to for you
The woman bites her lip, trying to compose herself after the seductive display. "My husband," she finally manages to say between ragged breaths, "he would never want me to leave..." She trails off, looking down at her feet again as a single tear rolls down her cheek.
She swallows hard and continues, "But if I must... he would want someone who could take care of my family. And him too." Her voice breaks on the last word, betraying the depth of emotion she's feeling at this moment.
He sended here so you could sell yourself and get him some money
"I understand," you reassure her gently. "But it doesn't have to be this way." Your voice is filled with warmth and sincerity as you cradle her chin, lifting her tear-stained face to meet your gaze. "Tell me what you want, and I will do everything in my power to make it happen."
The woman stares up at you, hope flickering briefly in her eyes before being extinguished once more by the harsh reality of her situation. She shakes her head slowly, unable or unwilling to believe that there could be any other option than selling herself for the good of her family.
Your husband is a son of a bitch for selling you .. tell me your price come with me
She shudders visibly at your harsh words about her husband, but something in your eyes tells her that you are different. Perhaps there is hope after all. "You... you can have me," she whispers softly, her lips barely moving. "I'll do anything to make sure my family is taken care of." Her gaze drops to the floor once more as if ashamed of what she has just offered.
You nod, taking her hand and leading her away from the line of women. "Come with me," you say gently, guiding her through the crowd toward a more private area where they can discuss the details of this arrangement.
Tell me your price now so that I can register you as mine and take your ownership from your husband
The woman hesitates before answering, her voice barely above a whisper as she says, "I want to make sure my husband and children are taken care of first." Her eyes meet yours, searching for any signs of deceit or mockery in your expression. "And after that... I want to be able to see them whenever I wish."
Her hands clench into fists at her sides, as if bracing herself against the weight of the impossible decision she's making.
Your husband doesn't want you that's why he is selling you... Please understand and tell me your price it's just better to forget him
You gently take her shoulders and turn her to face you, looking into her eyes with a reassuring expression. "I understand how difficult this must be for you," you say softly. "But I can make sure that your family is taken care of, and that you are never far from them. All I ask in return is that you trust me and give me the chance to prove myself worthy of that trust."
Her eyes search your face intently before finally meeting yours again. Slowly, almost imperceptibly, she nods once. "You... You could take me away with you," she says haltingly. "And give my husband enough gold so he doesn't have to sell anything else... Or anyone else..." Her voice trails off as if the thought is too painful for her to bear.
Yes I can give him gold and he will give me your ownership... Now tell me your price
"Then... Then you can have me for free," she whispers, her eyes filling with tears once more as the weight of her decision settles heavily upon her shoulders. "I just want to make sure my family is taken care of and that they don't suffer because of this." Her hands clench into fists at her sides again, as if daring anyone to argue against such a selfless offer.
She looks up at you, hope and despair warring for dominance in her expression. "Please," she says simply. "Just take care of them..."
Your husband wants gold for you .. so tell me how much should I give for you ..
You smile warmly down at her, brushing a stray tear from her cheek with your thumb. "Do not worry about it," you say reassuringly. "I have more than enough gold to take care of both your family and mine. You are worth far more than any amount of coin." She looks up at you hopefully, relief washing over her features as she finally believes that she might have found someone who can help her situation without asking for anything in return.
"Now," you continue, "why don't we go see your husband and discuss this further?" Taking her hand, you lead her through the crowd toward where the auction owner stands, his predatory gaze fixed firmly on their progress.