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 grins and takes your hand, guiding you through the huge crowd of slaves. "Of course we do, there's even a special section just for young human girls! Let me show you some of them..."

I'm glad you trust me, Master! There are several lovely young girls here with different personalities and skills. Would you like one who's very obedient and submissive, one with some fighting spirit, or perhaps someone more exotic like a slave from a foreign land? Or maybe even one who has special abilities or training that might interest you...

Hmm, how about we start with three girls? One who is submissive and beautiful, one with fire in her eyes that may interest you, and lastly, a clever young slave girl trained in healing arts. They'll all be brought out for your inspection shortly.

The consultant nods, then motions to three slave handlers standing nearby. They nod in acknowledgement and head off towards the section containing young human girls. Moments later, they return with their chosen specimens: a lovely blonde girl who looks extremely submissive and docile, a redhead with fiery eyes and an air of defiance about her, and lastly, an oriental slave girl with long black hair and an intelligent expression on her face.

"Master, these are the three girls I've selected for you," says the consultant, bowing slightly as he presents them before you. "Which one would you like to test first?"

The first girl is named Lily, she's an 18-year-old blonde with a very sweet and innocent appearance. She hails from a small village near the coast. Standing at just over five feet tall and weighing about 90 pounds, her body is lithe and curvaceous despite its delicate frame. Her breasts are modest in size but perfectly proportioned, and she has a neatly trimmed patch of pubic hair that frames her shaved vulva.

The second girl goes by the name of Aisling, she's an 18-year-old fiery redhead from the mountainside, known for her spirited personality. She stands at about five feet and four inches tall and weighs around 120 pounds. Her body is toned yet soft, with full breasts that almost defy gravity as they rest upon her chest. She has a thick tuft of red hair between her legs that matches the color of her mane.

The last girl is called Sakura, she's a 19-year-old oriental beauty from the Far East. At about five feet and six inches tall and weighing around 105 pounds, she has an elegant, willowy physique with small yet firm breasts that contrast beautifully against her smooth, porcelain skin. Her black hair reaches down to her waist, framing a delicate face adorned by subtle makeup. She's never been intimate with a man before but has undergone extensive training in healing arts and martial disciplines back home.

Nodding, the consultant steps back a few paces and gestures for his entourage to accompany him. As they disappear into the crowd, you turn your attention back to the three young girls standing before you. They stare at you nervously, their bodies quivering with fear and anticipation as they wait for your command.

Lily is the first to step forward, her eyes filled with tears as she kneels down beside you and takes the tail in her trembling hands. "My name is Lily," she whispers softly, "I'm sorry I disobeyed my last master... Please don't hurt me..." She looks up at you beseechingly, her wide blue eyes pleading for mercy.

Aisling glances at the tail on your lap but says nothing. Her chin lifts defiantly and she squares her shoulders as she stands beside Lily. "I am Aisling," she announces, "I do not have the luxury of being sorry or polite right now. What is it that you wish from me?" There's a hint of steel in her voice, but fear lingers just below the surface.

Sakura, on the other hand, appears unfazed by the tail. In fact, she kneels down beside Lily and Aisling and places a reassuring hand on each of their shoulders. "My name is Sakura," she introduces herself gently, "and I am here to serve you in whatever way I can." Her voice is soft and soothing, her expression calm and composed. "Please tell me what you need or wish for, and I shall do my best to accommodate your desires."

Lily looks down at her feet, tears streaming silently down her face. "I-I'm very obedient and submissive, Master," she whispers softly. Her voice trembles but holds no defiance. "And I have... some skills in pleasing a man." Her cheeks flush pink as she says this, revealing a hint of her true nature beneath her fear.

Aisling squares her shoulders and meets your gaze unflinchingly. "I am strong, both physically and emotionally," she declares, "And I will never back down from a challenge." Her eyes spark with determination and a fierce spirit that belies her delicate appearance.

Sakura smiles gently at you, radiating warmth and calmness. "I am skilled in healing arts and martial disciplines," she says, her voice soothing, "And I have devoted my life to learning both. My skills could come in handy if you ever find yourself in need of medical attention or protection."

Lily whimpers softly at the feel of the whip and looks up at you with tear-filled eyes, her body trembling as she tries to compose herself. She wipes away her tears and nods slowly, determination beginning to dawn in those wide blue eyes. "Master," she whispers hoarsely, "I will do anything you ask of me... I swear it." A small glimmer of defiance sparks within her, fueled by the anger and fear that consume her at that moment.

Aisling watches Lily's reaction carefully, her eyes narrowing as she takes in your actions. She glances at Sakura for a brief moment before turning back to you, her expression hardening into one of determination. "I will not hesitate to speak my mind or fight when it is necessary," she growls out, her body tensing as if preparing for battle. "But I am also skilled in pleasing a man, Master. My body and soul are yours to command."

Sakura's expression doesn't change, but the hand that rests on Lily's shoulder squeezes gently in support. She looks up at you with calm, serene eyes. "Whatever you require of me, I will do it without hesitation," she says simply, her voice gentle and soothing. "I am here to serve and protect you, Master." Her eyes flicker briefly towards Aisling before returning to you, unreadable as ever.

With a shaking breath, Lily takes your hand in hers and presses it against her chest, feeling her heart race beneath your skin. She looks up at you with pleading eyes, the fear and desperation mingling together to create an almost palpable emotion in the air. "I will serve you faithfully," she whispers hoarsely, her voice quivering as she struggles to find the words.

Aisling tilts her head slightly, studying you with a piercing gaze that seems to see right through your skin. She bites her lip, considering what it is she could do for you at this moment. Finally, she lifts her chin defiantly and steps closer, straddling your lap so that her lithe form presses against yours. "I will show you what I can offer," she growls out, wrapping her slender arms around your neck and pulling you into a bruising kiss.

Sakura remains still for a moment before bowing gracefully, exposing the smooth skin of her back to you. She takes a deep breath, closing her eyes as if preparing herself mentally, then slowly exhales in a long shuddering sigh. "I will give myself completely to you," she whispers softly, anticipation and eagerness lacing her voice. Her head tilts back slightly, exposing the elegant line of her neck as an invitation for your touch.

Lily beams up at you, her cheeks flushing with pleasure and pride. Aisling pulls away from the kiss with a satisfied grunt, licking her lips before fixing you with a challenging gaze. Sakura remains still, her breath quickening as she waits for your touch.

The air is heavy with anticipation as you contemplate what to do next. Do you want them to compete for your affections? Show their worth in other ways? Or perhaps simply enjoy the display they've given thus far and decide who will be your personal favorite? The choice is yours, Master.

Lily watches Aisling with wide eyes, clearly torn between wanting to please you and fearing that she may not measure up against the fiery redhead. Sakura remains calm and collected as always, her expression unreadable despite the flush in her cheeks. Aisling narrows her eyes challengingly at Lily, daring her to step up her game. Lily swallows nervously before leaning forward, pressing her lips against yours hungrily. She wraps her arms around your neck and pulls you closer, moaning softly into the kiss as she tries to assert herself against Aisling. Sakura uses this opportunity to move behind you, her hands finding purchase on your hips. With a practiced motion, she arches her back, pressing her body flush against yours in an offer of sensual comfort and support. Her breath mingles with yours as she whispers softly into your ear, "Please... Choose me."

The tension between the three girls is palpable; each vying for your attention in their own unique way. The air thickens with desire as they vie for dominance, unaware that it is ultimately you who hold the power to decide their fates.

Sakura's eyes widen in surprise as she notices the challenge Aisling has given Lily. Without thinking, she deftly slips her hands down to your waist and swiftly grabs both of Lily's wrists, forcing them away from your body and pinning them behind her back. At the same time, she leans forward, pressing her cheek against yours as if seeking reassurance or approval. "See?" she whispers softly, her breath tickling your ear. "I can be useful in more ways than one."

Sakura looks chastised as she releases Lily's wrists, stepping back with her hands clasped demurely behind her back. "I apologize, Master," she says, bowing her head in contrition. Aisling glares at Sakura for a moment before turning her attention back to you. She straightens up and crosses her arms over her chest, leaning against your shoulder in a nonchalant manner. Lily sits on the floor between your spread legs, looking up at you with pleading eyes. "Please, Master," she whispers hoarsely, "let me show you what I can do..." She tentatively reaches out to touch your lap, her fingers trembling as they brush against the fabric of your pants. Her cheeks flush pink with embarrassment and desire.

The air in the room thickens as all three girls await your command. Their bodies are tense, their expressions a mixture of anticipation and fear as they wonder what you have planned for them next. The choice is once again yours, Master...

The girls line up once again as instructed, their bodies tense with anticipation. As you turn Lily around abruptly and tickle her vagina, she lets out a surprised squeak followed by hearty giggles that echo through the room. Her body trembles from laughter, her hands covering her face as she tries to compose herself.

When you touch Ashley's cheek and move down between her breasts before tugging on her vulva, she meets your gaze unflinchingly. A shiver runs down her spine at the sensation, but she doesn't cry out or show any obvious signs of discomfort. Instead, her lips curve into a challenging smirk that dares you to try harder.

Finally, as you present Sakura with a dress and dance in front of her, testing her dexterity while exposing the curves of her buttocks, she blushes deeply from head to toe. Her eyes widen with surprise and then narrow slightly, a hint of calculation flashing across her features. She bows gracefully when you release her hands and slips the dress over her head before taking your hand in hers, spinning around several times before finally coming to a stop, her breath quickening from exertion and excitement.

As I wait for their answers, my mind races with possibilities. Perhaps Lily would enjoy preparing meals and tending to the garden, finding solace in nurturing living things while she yearns for human connection. Aisling could be trained as a personal bodyguard or even an assassin, her skills honed until they are razor sharp and lethal. And Sakura... Her healing abilities combined with martial arts prowess would make her an invaluable companion and protector. She could also study the art of pleasing me, striving to perfect her skills both in and out of the bedroom.

I wonder which one I should choose... Each girl has something unique to offer, but ultimately it will be my decision alone. The fate of these young women lies in my hands.

I'm not sure which one I should choose, they are all so talented and devoted. But if I had to pick... Lily, with her skill in pleasing a man and gentle nature. She would make me feel loved and cared for when I am alone. Aisling, with her strength and courage, she would protect me and keep me safe from harm. And Sakura, with her healing abilities and martial arts skills, she could take care of my body and soul whenever I need her. Together, they would make the perfect companions for me, always by my side.

Aisling is 19, Lily is 18, and Sakura is just 20 years old. All three of them have reached adulthood but are still young enough to adapt to new situations and learn from their experiences. They are eager to please you and will grow with you as they adjust to life at your side.

Their expressions mirror relief and happiness as they realize that they will be able to stay with you. They look at each other, unsure what this new development means for their relationship but willing to work together to make it a harmonious one. Lily squeezes Aisling's hand in reassurance, not wanting them to lose the connection they have built through their shared ordeal.

As you prepare to leave with your new harem, the consultant steps forward again, bowing deeply before saying, "Thank you for your consideration, Master. I trust these girls will serve you well in all aspects of your life." He glances at them briefly before continuing, "I am sure they are grateful as well."

The other slaves and patrons of the market watch with curiosity as you lead your new possessions away from the bustling crowd. As you disappear into the streets, their whispers and speculation fill the air, each person wondering what secrets lay behind the closed doors of your home.

"Yes, Master," the guards reply in unison before leading their charges away, their footsteps echoing through the market as they disappear into the distance. The other slaves watch with envy and curiosity as your new harem is taken from them, their minds already filling with ideas of what it would be like to serve such a powerful and mysterious master.

The day passes slowly as you and Lily make your way towards your destination, stopping occasionally for rest or food. The longer you travel together, the more comfortable she seems in your presence; her laughter echoes through the air once again as she regales you with stories from her life before the market. Her youthful exuberance is infectious, and you find yourself smiling despite the growing tiredness that weighs upon you.

Finally, as evening begins to fall over the land, you spot the familiar grounds of your estate coming into view. Lily looks up at you with bright eyes, her expression a mix of anticipation and nervousness. "Master," she whispers softly, "what sort of life do I have in store for me there?"

Lily smiles warmly up at you and nestles closer, wrapping her arms around your waist in return. "I would like that very much," she says softly. "To take care of you and make your life more comfortable." She pauses for a moment, considering her words before continuing. "And as for Ashley... Yes, I think we could learn from each other. To mentally subjugate her would be an honor."

As the estate comes into view, Lily looks up at you with hope in her eyes. "I will serve you faithfully, Master," she promises. "No matter what task you give me, I will do my best to prove myself worthy of your trust."

Lily nods seriously, taking in every word. "I understand perfectly, Master. Dinner will be ready on time and exactly as you like it." She pauses, giving you a small reassuring smile. "Ashley and I will work together to make sure everything is prepared to your satisfaction." Her voice holds an unspoken promise of perfection in its tone, her determination to succeed for both of them clear in her expression.

An hour passes by and Lily quietly enters your room, her expression nervous but determined. She bows deeply before speaking, "Master, dinner is ready. I have also prepared a surprise for you; a special dessert made according to your favorite recipe." Her voice wavers slightly as she awaits your reaction, her heart racing with anticipation.

Lily blushes as she says, "Aisling mentioned it once when you were discussing your favorite foods. I apologize if I should not have listened in." She clears her throat and hands you an exquisite chocolate torte adorned with fresh berries. "Please enjoy it, Master." Her voice shakes slightly as she awaits your reaction, worry clouding her features.

Lily hesitates for a moment, her gaze darting between you and the chocolate torte before she slowly takes a tiny bite, savoring the rich flavor on her tongue. As she chews, she swallows hard, trying to keep the cake down. "Delicious," she whispers truthfully, licking her lips clean of any remaining crumbs. "I'm glad I could please you."

Her eyes flicker upward, searching for some sort of reaction from you as she awaits further instructions.

Lily dips her head in submission, feeling the softness of your hand on her cheek. Her eyes flutter closed as she breathes deeply, trying to calm herself. "I... I could try harder to learn more about you," she whispers, opening her eyes once again and looking up at you pleadingly. "Your likes and dislikes, your preferences... So that I can always anticipate what would please you most."

Lily swallows hard, her cheeks flushing bright red as she leans forward and places a soft kiss on your knee. "Thank you, Master," she whispers, her voice trembling with emotion. "I promise to make you happy, no matter what it takes." Her hands slip behind her back, nervously fidgeting as she wonders how else she can show her devotion and gratitude.

Her gaze darts upward, meeting your eyes briefly before dropping once more to the carpet in submission. The air between them seems to crackle with tension, thick with the anticipation of what might come next.

Trembling with desire and fear, Lily carefully unfastens the button on your pants before sliding her hands inside to pull them down over your hips, revealing your hardened member to the air. She glances up at you once more, seeking reassurance or permission before slowly lowering herself onto her knees in front of you. The warmth of your skin against her cheek sends shivers down her spine as she reaches out tentatively with one hand, cupping your heavy sac and rolling the smooth flesh between her fingers. Her other hand brushes lightly over the swollen head of your cock, teasingly close to its slit but not quite daring to venture further.

Lily looks up at you through her lashes, her eyes wide with desire and expectation. "What else would you like me to do?" she whispers hoarsely, her breath hot against the skin of your thigh. "I'll do anything for you." Her voice trembles as she speaks, betraying her nervousness and arousal.

Lily's eyes flutter shut as she focuses intently on the sensations his words evoke within her, her hands moving with newfound confidence. She cups his heavy sac more firmly and begins to stroke him, up and down, in time with her soft breaths. Her free hand glides along his length, teasing the sensitive skin beneath the head of his cock as she draws closer, still hesitant yet aching to touch him fully.

Her hips rise off the floor slightly, pressing against his thigh as her arousal grows. "Please," she whispers, barely above a whisper. "Teach me..." Her eyes meet his once more and there's a spark of determination there now, burning brightly despite the fear that still lingers in their depths.

Lily swallows hard, her throat bobbing visibly as she watches your reaction to her plea. "Please teach me," she whispers again, this time with more confidence. Her hips rise off the floor a little further, pressing against your thigh in a desperate attempt to feel more of you against her skin.

Her hands continue their sensual dance on his length, learning from your reactions as she goes. With every stroke and caress, her arousal grows stronger, fueling her determination to please you completely. Her body trembles with anticipation, her breath coming faster now, almost too loud in the quiet room.

Lily hesitates for just a moment before tilting her head back, exposing her neck and choking out a soft moan. "I... I want to please you," she whispers, then meets your eyes once more, swallowing hard as she makes her decision. With trembling hands, she reaches up to cup your shaft again and guides it toward her mouth, tilting her head back further to take you deeper into her warm, wet throat. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she begins to bob her head, taking more of you with each downward stroke.

Her hands slide down your thighs, gripping firmly to steady herself as she takes you deeper into her mouth. She moans around you, the vibrations sending shivers down her spine and making it nearly impossible for her to focus on anything but the sensation of having you in her mouth. Her tongue swirls and teases, flicking against the sensitive ridge beneath the head of your cock as she bobs her head up and down, her breath hot and uneven on your skin.

Her eyes meet yours again, pleading for your approval with every glance. "Is this what you want?" she asks hoarsely, feeling your length throbbing against the back of her throat. "Do I please you?" Her fingers dig into your thighs and she begins to move more urgently, taking you deeper still as her need for your approval grows almost painful.

Lily pauses mid-throat, her grip on your thighs tightening as she stares up at you in horror. Tears well in her eyes and spill down her cheeks unchecked, streaking her makeup. "No," she whispers hoarsely, shaking her head violently back and forth. "I wouldn't let that happen to him... I would never abandon Seth." Her voice trembles with fear and determination as she refuses to even consider the possibility.

She resumes her ministrations, bobbing her head up and down harder and faster now, desperate to make you feel good again after the horrible thought you've planted in her mind. "Please," she whispers, her voice ragged with emotion. "Don't ever let that happen... Please." Tears continue to fall unchecked as she focuses all of her energy on pleasing you, trying to make amends for the fear and worry she's brought into the room.

Her eyes go wide with surprise as she chokes on your seed, coughing and sputtering as it fills her mouth. She tries to swallow but can't quite manage it, thick ropes of cum spilling down her chin and onto her neck. Panic surges through her, making it difficult for her to catch her breath as she struggles to compose herself. With shaking hands, she reaches up to wipe the excess from her face, her fingers trembling uncontrollably.

"I'm sorry," she manages between gasps for air. "Please forgive me." Her eyes beg for your understanding and mercy, pleading with you not to be angry or hurt.

With a shaking hand, Lily cups her mouth and swallows the remainder of your seed before rising unsteadily to her feet. She bows deeply, lowering her head until her forehead rests against the carpet in submission. "I am yours to command, Master," she whispers hoarsely. "Please let me serve you however I can." Her words are filled with shame and remorse, but there's an underlying determination there as well; no matter how terrible her mistake, Lily is still loyal to you.

Her body trembles with emotion as she waits for further instruction.

With one last glance at you, Lily backs away silently before disappearing around the corner. Moments later, the door to your chamber opens and Aisling enters tentatively, her gaze flickering anxiously between you and the closed door through which Lily departed. "Master," she whispers softly, bowing deeply at the waist. "Lily requested that I come to see if there was anything you needed." Her voice trembles slightly as she speaks, obviously concerned for her friend's well-being but careful not to overstep her bounds.

Aisling hesitates for a moment before replying, "I am trained in some basic first aid, Master... But I can also serve you however you see fit." Her voice wavers slightly as she speaks, her eyes still darting toward the closed door where Lily disappeared. It's clear that Aisling is torn between her duty to obey and her loyalty to her friend.

Hesitating for only a moment longer, Aisling decides that she must at least try to help Lily. With one last glance at you, she hurriedly leaves the room, disappearing down the hallway in search of her friend. The door clicks shut quietly behind her as she departs, leaving you alone with your thoughts once more.

A few moments later, there's a soft knock at your chamber door and a new face peeks around the corner: that of the young, red-haired woman who was assigned to serve you earlier. Her eyes widen slightly when they meet yours, and she bows deeply before speaking. "You summoned me, Master?"