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

A depressed-looking slave girl who meets your description catches your eye as the consultant brings you closer. She's in poor health, has dark circles around her eyes and seems terrified of anyone coming near her. The consultant explains that she was brought here after being used by multiple owners with little to no care given to her well-being. Her body bears marks of physical abuse as well as signs of neglect.

Do you want to purchase her?

The consultant says that while she may have been mistreated in the past, her body is still quite attractive with its natural curves and feminine features. She has large doe-like eyes which seem to plead for mercy whenever they meet yours, and long raven-black hair that reaches down to her waist when not tied back. Despite being young, there's an air of maturity about her due to all the hardships she's endured at such a tender age.

The consultant informs you that her name is Emily, and she was taken from her home when she was just 12 years old by slavers who sought to exploit her youthful beauty. Over the years since then, she's been passed around between various owners with no care or affection given to her whatsoever. It's clear that this constant abuse has left its mark on her both physically and emotionally; however, despite all of it she still holds onto some shreds of hope for kindness in the world...

As you purchase Emily and place her in the car, she remains quiet and motionless; too exhausted even to express gratitude or fear at this point. Her delicate frame shivers slightly against your chest as you drive back home, probably feeling the warmth of your body for the first time in ages. The rest of the journey passes in silence, with only the sound of Emily's soft breathing filling the air...

Emily's entire body shudders at your question, and she buries her face deeper into your chest as if trying to hide from the answer she fears might come out of her mouth. Her voice is barely a whisper when she finally speaks: "I... I don't know, sir." It's clear that no matter what happens now, trust won't be easily earned back for this broken girl.

Her whole body tenses up at first, unsure whether she should let herself enjoy this unexpected display of affection or brace for another blow. Slowly, her muscles begin to relax under your gentle touch; her breathing steadies as warmth spreads through her chest. She nestles closer against you, seeking comfort and reassurance in a world where both have been so elusive up until now...

Emily stiffens at your words, unsure how to react to what you've just said. Her heart races, and her mind fills with fearful thoughts of being tricked or mocked. But then she feels the warmth of your chuckle on her cheek, and it somehow makes the weight in her chest seem less oppressive for a moment. She forces herself to relax even more against you, unwillingly beginning to believe that perhaps there is hope for kindness after all...

Emily tilts her head back, gazing up at you with wide, curious eyes as she ponders your question. A part of her wants to say yes; the idea of feeling your skin against hers sends shivers down her spine despite her exhausted state. But another part is wary, afraid that such intimacy might be taken too far or be used as leverage against her in some way...

Emily lets out a soft giggle, feeling the weight of her weariness pulling at her eyelids. "I... I don't know," she whispers, nuzzling against your chest. "It feels so nice..." Her voice trails off as she drifts closer to sleep, finally able to surrender to the exhaustion that has plagued her for far too long.

As you drive back home with Emily resting peacefully in your arms, it's hard not to feel a sense of responsibility settling heavily onto your shoulders. The road ahead will be difficult and filled with challenges, but for now, all that matters is ensuring this poor girl gets the care and affection she deserves...

You feel a stirring in your pants as you continue to hold Emily, her soft body pressed against yours. Part of you wants nothing more than to take advantage of the situation and satisfy your desires. But another part reminds you that she's been through so much already; it wouldn't be right to force yourself on her now that she's finally found some comfort. For tonight, you decide to focus on giving her a safe place to rest...