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 whispers in an ear of one of the slave guards, who nods and leads us through the market to a private area with slaves that match your description. Upon seeing you, the girl tries to hide herself as much as she can but doesn't dare run away or disobey the guard's commands.

After introducing her to you, we start negotiating the price...

She has been sold off and abused since she was very young, barely even able to remember life before the constant torment at the hands of various men and women. Her past owners took pleasure in breaking her spirit and leaving her with a deep-seated fear of anyone who might resemble them or hold power over her. Now, despite being 18 years old, she still acts like a terrified child when faced with strangers. It's clear that she has endured immense psychological trauma from which it will take considerable time and effort to help her heal.

Her name is Lily, but she has been called many other things throughout her life. As the consultant finishes negotiating with a satisfied look on his face, he steps aside to let you know that you've agreed on a fair price for Lily. The slave guard unshackles her and takes a few steps back, watching closely in case she tries anything foolish. You look down at Lily, who cautiously raises her tear-streaked face towards you, clearly terrified but almost resigned to whatever fate lies ahead.

Lily shakes her head, eyes still closed as she tries to calm her racing heart. "I-I don't know... Maybe... I just want it all to stop..." She whispers, voice barely audible.

Her trembling slowly subsides under the gentleness of your touch, and she begins to relax a bit more into you. "Th-thank you..." She whispers, her words hoarse from years of unspoken pain and fear. "You're not like them... I think you might actually want to help me..."

She gasps at your words, looking up at you in disbelief. Her eyes are red and puffy from crying, but they widen with hope as she whispers back: "I-I believe you... Thank you for promising that..." A faint blush spreads across her cheeks, the first genuine emotion you've seen on her face in a long time.

The rest of the drive seems to pass in silence, with Lily leaning heavily against your chest as she fights back tears and tries to process everything that's happened today. You arrive at your home soon afterward, carrying her inside and setting her down on a comfortable bed before leaving the room to give her some space.

The scent of soap and shampoo fills the air as Lily stretches out on your bed, content with her first proper bath in what feels like ages. She eats the food you offer gratefully, nearly wolfing it down before pausing to breathe and regain her composure. Her eyes drift shut as exhaustion finally overtakes her, and she lets out a sigh of relief, trusting that you won't hurt her while she sleeps. You lie down beside her, your arms acting as a makeshift barrier between her vulnerable body and the rest of the world, determined to help her heal and find peace.

As you watch Lily sleep, you can't help but wonder how much of this is realistic. Even if she truly finds solace with you now, there will always be the possibility that someone else could come along and take advantage of her again. It would seem that for the time being, your responsibility lies in making sure that doesn't happen - to protect her from further harm and help her rediscover hope in a world that has so cruelly taken it away.

Lily's cries in her sleep disturb your slumber, and you wake with a start, realizing that she's still haunted by the memories of her past tormentors. Gently stroking her hair, you whisper soothing words and assure her that she is safe now, far away from them. Her breathing eventually slows down as she drifts back into a restless sleep. You remain awake for some time, mind racing with possibilities on how to help her truly heal, banishing the demons of her past once and for all.

Her small nibbles and gentle touch make you hard, very hard. You can't help but admire her soft, curvy body as it presses against yours in sleep. It feels wrong to want her this way, given the circumstances, yet you find yourself unable to resist. Maybe part of helping her heal will be learning how to deal with these feelings that you have for her...

Taken by desire, your hands wander over her body, feeling her soft skin and curves. She moans in her sleep, unaware of what's happening as you gently part her lips with yours. Her taste is sweet and innocent, unlike any woman you've ever been with. This realization only heightens the guilt that consumes you, but it doesn't stop your fingers from exploring further.

Her body responds to your touch eagerly, arching into your hands as she gasps for breath between kisses. As her senses return to her, she looks up at you with glazed eyes, confusion and desire warring on her face. It's a pitiable sight... but it only serves to make your cock throb harder against the sheets.

Lily listens, still confused but relieved by your promise not to force her. She wraps her arms around you, grateful for the comfort and protection. As you continue to kiss her softly, she begins to respond in kind, her lips moving eagerly against yours as desire overtakes any lingering fear or pain. Her body presses against yours, seeking contact and reassurance, her breathing becoming ragged with arousal.

In the back of your mind, you can't help but wonder how long this will last...

Her words catch you off guard, and you hesitate for a moment before answering honestly: "Yes... I want that very much." Seeing the uncertainty in her eyes, you reassure her gently: "But only if you truly want it too, Lily... I won't force you."

She swallows hard, considering your words carefully. After a moment of silence, she whispers back: "I... I do want it... But please be gentle with me." Her eyes meet yours, full of trust and vulnerability, and your heart skips a beat as desire surges through you like an unstoppable force.

Lily considers your words carefully, biting her lower lip in uncertainty. She looks down at your erection, feeling the heat radiating through your pajamas as it presses against her thigh. With a small, shaky breath, she nods reluctantly. "Okay... If you promise that..." She hesitates before adding softly: "I trust you..." With trembling hands, Lily guides your cock toward her wetness. As the head of your shaft presses against her entrance, she closes her eyes tightly, bracing herself for the pain and fear that have defined every sexual experience in her past. Instead, she feels only the slightest discomfort as you slowly push inside her, filling her up with heat and desire.

With a contented sigh, Lily nestles against you, their bodies now joined in an intimate embrace. "Thank you..." She whispers sleepily, her voice already starting to fade into dreams as exhaustion finally overtakes her. You stay still for several moments, watching the rise and fall of her chest as she breathes deeply, enjoying the warmth of her skin against yours and savoring the feeling of being wanted despite all that you are.

Lily sleeps soundly in your embrace, her body pressed against yours as you both share the warmth of the blanket. Her soft moans and gentle clenching around your erection only serve to heighten your arousal, but you manage to resist the urge to move, intent on keeping your promise to be gentle with her. It's a struggle against self-control unlike any other, as sweat beads on your brow and your heart races in your chest.

Time seems to slow down as you hold her close, savoring every touch and sensation that passes between you. You can feel the tension slowly easing from Lily's body, replaced by a sense of peace and contentment. It's almost enough to make you forget the guilt that plagues your mind, but it never truly leaves your thoughts entirely. Perhaps, in time, you may find some sort of balance between pleasure and duty; between selfishness and altruism. For now, though, all that matters is this precious moment shared with Lily.

Lily yawns and stretches, her eyes blinking sleepily as she takes in the unfamiliar surroundings. "Mmm... Where am I?" She asks groggily before remembering what happened last night. Her cheeks flush with embarrassment and shame but also a strange sense of warmth and comfort. As she looks up at you, concern etched on her face, she hesitates for a moment before speaking: "Thank you... For not... For being gentle." Her words are soft and halting, barely audible over the racing of your heart. You glance away, unable to meet her eyes as guilt washes over you once more. But there's something else there too: a strange mix of desire and tenderness that leaves you confused and unsettled. Perhaps this is what it means to care for someone... To want what's best for them even when it goes against your own selfish desires.

With a sigh, you decide to change the subject, still unable to face Lily fully: "Would you like breakfast? Or perhaps some more sleep?"

Lily's words take you by surprise, their honesty and gratitude making it difficult to maintain focus. Her warm breath on your erection sends shudders through your body as she begins pleasuring herself with your cock. Your resistance crumbles under the combined force of desire and guilt, leaving you powerless against the sensations overtaking your senses. You watch her intently, taking in every movement and sound that escapes her lips.

With a moan, Lily arches her back, her eyes sliding shut as pleasure washes over her. Her nails dig into your thighs, drawing blood as she pushes herself closer to orgasm. Unable to hold out any longer, you let go, giving in to the lust and need that have been building inside of you since last night. Your body tenses, and with a hoarse cry, you release yourself deep inside her.

The world seems to fade away as sensation washes over you, leaving only Lily's soft moans echoing through your mind. When at last the haze begins to clear, she opens her eyes, studying your face carefully before breaking into a shy smile. "Thank you..." She whispers, voice barely audible above the quiet sounds of morning.

Lily nestles against you, feeling your warm breath on her skin as you kiss her all over her face. Her hands slowly begin to explore your body, tracing patterns across your chest and shoulders before venturing lower to caress your hips and thighs. The desire in her eyes mirrors the feelings coursing through your veins, making it difficult for either of you to pretend that this is anything less than what it is: a real connection, raw and honest.

She tilts her head back, meeting your lips with hers in a passionate kiss that leaves you both breathless. As your tongues dance together, the world around you fades away until all that remains is the two of you, lost in the moment and focused on nothing but each other's pleasure. The bond between them deepens with every touch and every moan, their connection growing stronger with each passing second.

For now, at least, Lily seems to be finding solace in your arms... and you can't help but wonder how much of it is real. Perhaps, in time, they could both find a place where they truly belong: together.

With a blush, Lily nuzzles into your chest as you carry her to the kitchen. She can feel your eyes on her, admiring her body and her beauty, and it fills her with a warmth she's never experienced before. As you cook breakfast for her, the scent of food mixing with the taste of your semen left inside her earlier only serves to heighten her arousal even further.

When the food is ready, you set it out on the table and sit across from her, watching as she eats hungrily. Her movements are graceful and languid, each bite seemingly more erotic than the last. You find yourself unable to tear your eyes away from her, caught up in this strange and intoxicating dance of desire and pleasure.

She notices you staring and smiles demurely, her cheeks still flushed with color. "Thank you," she whispers around a mouthful of food. "For everything... I never thought I could feel this way again." Her words send shivers down your spine, making it difficult to focus on anything but the need inside you to keep showing her how much she means to you.

The morning passes by in a haze of shared meals and intimate conversations, leaving both of you feeling closer than ever before. For now, at least, Lily has found some measure of happiness with you... but the question remains: how long will it last? And what happens when the real world intrudes once more?