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

The consultant begins to lead you through the vast marketplace, filled with rows and rows of cages housing countless slaves of all ages, races, and species. "Hmm... Let's see..." He pauses for a moment, looking around before spotting something that catches his eye. "Ah! Here we are."

A young human girl with haunted eyes looks up at you from her cramped cage as you approach. Her pale skin is marred by bruises and scrapes, but it's the look of utter despair in those eyes that truly speaks volumes about her past. The consultant explains that she was recently rescued from a notorious criminal ring specializing in sexual slavery and human trafficking.

The consultant explains that her physical condition speaks volumes about the length and severity of her suffering. She was found in a state of extreme neglect, barely alive, and it's been estimated that she has endured years of abuse at the hands of her captors. It will take time for this poor girl to recover both physically and emotionally from such trauma.

The consultant continues to describe the girl, saying that she's of average height and has long black hair which hangs limply around her face, partially obscuring a pair of haunted eyes that seem to hold centuries' worth of pain. Her body is lean but fragile, covered in bruises and scrapes from countless violations over the years. Despite this, there remains an innate beauty about her which makes it easy to see why she was once desired by so many twisted individuals.

Her name is Alison, and at one point in her life, she must have been a bright and hopeful young woman with dreams of a better future. Those dreams were shattered the moment she was taken from everything she knew and forced into this hellish existence. It will take time for her to heal both physically and emotionally from such horrors.

The consultant tells you that it's very rare to find such a damaged and traumatized slave with such potential value. Due to her unique condition, the price for Alison has been marked up significantly by the market masters. The asking price? One million credits.

The consultant nods, making sure the transaction is completed smoothly. He then hands you a small, leather collar etched with Alison's name and markings. Once everything is settled, you carefully lift her from her cage, cradling her fragile form in your arms like a treasure that needs to be protected at all costs.

You pay the one million credits required for Alison, the consultant hands over her leather collar as proof of ownership, and then guides you both back through the marketplace until you reach your vehicle. The journey home begins.

As Alison lies on your chest, her haunted eyes slowly flutter closed. It's impossible to know what thoughts might race through her mind at this moment. Despite her fear and pain, she can feel a strange sense of safety in your arms - the first time someone has shown her genuine care and kindness in what feels like an eternity.

She doesn't respond, unsure if speaking will break this fragile illusion of protection or make it worse. All she can do is hope that with time, maybe you will become more than just another owner to her; maybe you will become the person who finally helps her heal from the wounds of her past.

As you gently caress Alison's back and pat her to sleep, she lets out a small contented sigh. Despite the physical and emotional scars she bears, there is something about your touch that calms her down, makes it easier for her to find even the tiniest bit of peace amidst all this chaos.

She drifts off to sleep in your arms, trusting that you won't hurt her as she finally finds respite from the nightmares and fears that have plagued her every waking moment for so long.

After the long journey and harsh conditions at the market, Alison is understandably tired and unwilling to resist your gentle guidance. As you help her undress and step into the warm bathwater, she lets out a soft sigh of relief. Her body tenses momentarily as the hot water touches her countless bruises and scrapes, but soon relaxes under your tender care.

You bathe her thoroughly, gently cleaning every inch of her skin and hair, carefully removing any dirt or debris that has built up over time. Alison closes her eyes, feeling the exhaustion of days, weeks, months, perhaps even years finally begin to lift from her aching body as you attend to her needs.

When you're done bathing her, you dry her off with soft, warm towels and help her into a loose robe that hangs comfortably around her shoulders. She sinks down onto the bathroom bench, feeling drained but strangely at peace for perhaps the first time since before she was taken from her home all those years ago.

Alison slowly opens her eyes, the soft light in the room hardly making an impact on the shadows cast by her long lashes. She looks up at you, uncertainty still clouding her expression but a hint of gratitude there as well. "No... thank you," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the sound of running water from another part of the mansion. "I think I'm okay now."

Alison hesitates for a moment, her lips pursing as she considers your question. She glances down between her legs before looking back up at you. "It's... not necessary," she murmurs softly. "I can handle it myself if I need to." Her cheeks flush slightly, probably out of shame or embarrassment over discussing such intimate matters with a stranger, even one who now owns her.

While Alison's gaze remains fixed on the floor, her breath hitches slightly as you begin shaving her pubic hair and armpits. It's an intimate act that she's clearly unaccustomed to - she stiffens under your touch but doesn't resist or struggle in any way. As you continue to work your way down her body, shaving every last bit of hair until she's completely smooth, a faint blush begins to spread across her cheeks.

"Thank you," she whispers when you're finally done. "I... I appreciate it." There's a note of sincerity in her voice that you haven't heard before now.