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... As per your request, we could find you one such girl. She's a bit on the petite side and has long, flowing blonde hair. Her eyes are an unsettling shade of blue, almost like ice. Due to her upbringing, she seems quite well-mannered and obedient. However, she carries herself with an air of sadness and despair that's impossible to ignore.

Her name is Lily, and she comes from a rich family that lost everything in a terrible accident. As payment for their debts, she was sold into slavery. She has never been physically abused here, but the emotional toll of her situation has taken its toll on her. Despite this, you sense there's still some inner strength within her, waiting to be awakened by someone kind... or perhaps manipulated for your own purposes.

Well, she is yours now. With your permission, I will lead you to where Lily is being held. It's important that you handle her with care, as she's quite fragile emotionally at the moment. Her new life in servitude awaits her...

Leading you through the seemingly endless rows of slave pens, you eventually come across a small cell where Lily is being held. Her eyes are downcast, her hair hiding her face as she leans against the cold metal bars. She doesn't respond to your approach at first, but when she finally meets your gaze, there's a hint of curiosity within her sorrowful expression. "Master?" she whispers softly.

You take a step closer and reach out to touch her cheek gently. Lily flinches slightly under your touch but doesn't pull away. "Yes," you say calmly. "I am your master now." Her eyes widen, and she bites her lower lip before responding with a small nod.

As the consultant leads you and Lily through the market, you adopt an authoritative tone and demeanor. "Now listen here, girl," you growl at her, grabbing a fistful of her hair roughly as you do so. "I own you now, and I expect you to behave accordingly. Do you understand?" She whimpers in response, nodding frantically as tears well up in her eyes. The consultant glances worriedly at the both of you before leading you towards your vehicle.

Once inside, you relax your grip on her hair and scowl. "You're such a foolish girl," you tell her, shaking your head disapprovingly. "You shouldn't have been so weak. Now come here." She shuffles closer to you, still cowering under your gaze as you pull her into your lap and hold her tight against your chest. Her tears wet your shirt as she trembles in fear and shame.

Lily shakes her head weakly, sniffling as you hold her and kiss her forehead. "It was just so sudden... and terrible," she whispers, still struggling to comprehend the reality of her situation. Her body tenses slightly at your touch, but she doesn't pull away or protest; perhaps there is some small part of her that's grateful for the kindness amidst the cruelty. "I'm sorry... I don't know how to be good."

Lily listens quietly as you reassure her, eventually relaxing against your chest as the warmth of your body and the softness of your touch comfort her. She closes her eyes, taking in a shaky breath before speaking again. "Thank you... Master." Her voice is small and trembling, but there's an undercurrent of gratitude beneath the fear and sadness.

You arrive at your home, the consultant watching curiously from a distance as you escort Lily inside. The air inside feels cool and serene compared to the chaos of the market outside; it seems almost like a sanctuary to her weary soul.

You help Lily bathe, wash her hair and dress in fresh clothes. As you tuck her into bed on your chest, she nestles against you gratefully, her warmth seeping into your body. Her eyes flutter shut as exhaustion overtakes her, leaving you with the strange sensation of comfort and unease. For now, however, all that matters is the peacefulness that has settled over both of you, and the hope that maybe - just maybe - things will get better from here.

Lily stirs in her sleep, mumbling something unintelligible before her eyes slowly flutter open. Her vision focuses on the warmth of your body spooning hers as she's wrapped in the comfort of your embrace. For a moment, she wonders if this is all just another dream, but the sensation of being so close to you feels too real; too grounding. "M-master?" she whispers softly, her voice hoarse from sleep.

Lily smiles weakly, her face still flushed with sleep as she nestles deeper into the warmth of your embrace. "Alright," she murmurs contentedly, closing her eyes once more. Her breathing slows and deepens, mirroring your own steady rhythm as you both fall back asleep, comforted by each other's presence.

Lily's eyes flutter open slowly, focusing on your face as you brush her hair aside. A soft blush creeps up her cheeks as she sees how close you are; it's been so long since anyone has touched her without the intent to hurt or humiliate. "Good morning, Master," she whispers softly, her voice still hoarse from sleep. "Did I...did I make any noise?" She asks nervously, worried that she might have disturbed your rest. Her blue eyes dart around the room before settling back on you, seeking reassurance in your expression.

Lily blushes even deeper, her cheeks now flushed nearly as red as her hair. "I...I don't really remember," she stammers, looking away shyly. She takes a deep breath before continuing. "But I am glad that I was able to bring some pleasure to you, Master." Her eyes meet yours again, and there's a hint of longing in their depths that you can't quite understand.