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

I can understand your tastes, the market has many such slaves. One that fits this description perfectly just came in last week. A princess captured from a small kingdom, enslaved and abused since birth. She is fragile and weak, but longs for love and care. Her price might be high due to her royal blood...

This princess is named Adrianna, with pale skin and eyes the color of the deepest ocean. Her long raven hair is usually messy, as if she's been running her hands through it in despair. She stands at about 5'4" and weighs around 105 pounds, her body marked by countless scars from past torments. Though once royalty, Adrianna now bears the chains of slavery around her wrists and ankles, symbolic of the heavy weight she carries in her heart.

She is not accustomed to being treated with kindness, and at times finds it difficult to trust others. However, deep down inside her shattered soul, there remains a spark of hope that one day someone will come along and show her love, compassion, and the life she was meant to live. It is this fragility that makes Adrianna both heartbreakingly beautiful and incredibly alluring.

You must decide if you wish to purchase Adrianna or explore other options.

As the coin changes hands, Adrianna becomes your property. You can now do with her as you please, within reason of course. It's a long walk home and the journey back to civilization is arduous for both you and Adrianna. As you make your way back, she keeps her distance from you, maintaining a stoic composure despite her obvious discomfort.

Eventually, you arrive at your home, where other slaves scurry about attending to their master's every whim. You lead Adrianna to a small room adjacent to your own quarters and leave her there for now. She looks around warily, finally nodding once when she sees the bathing area.

"You may clean yourself if you wish," you offer coldly, not caring one way or another what state she's in. Adrianna hesitates for a moment before slowly undressing and stepping into the water, her eyes closed as she tries to wash away some of the dirt and pain that clings to her skin.

For days, Adrianna remained aloof, her eyes filled with despair and confusion. She did not understand why you had bought her or what your intentions were. But as time passed, she began to grow accustomed to the rhythm of life in your household. Slowly, cautiously, she started edging closer to you...

One evening, while everyone else was busy elsewhere, Adrianna summoned up enough courage to approach you. Trembling slightly, she kneels before you and looks up into your eyes, searching for any sign of malice or deceit. Finding none, she whispers softly, "Master... may I please have something to eat?"

You take out some food from the kitchen, cook it yourself, and then sit down at the table. Adrianna watches you warily, but still doesn't make any move to touch anything without your permission. Finally, you nod for her to eat; she looks hesitant but eventually picks up a piece of food with trembling hands and takes a small bite.

As she eats, she glances at you occasionally out of the corner of her eye. The food tastes delicious, and for a moment she can almost imagine that everything is going to be alright. That perhaps there is some kindness in this world after all...

You place a piece of food between Adrianna's lips, letting her chew and swallow as you feed her with your own hands. She looks up at you, surprise in her eyes, but there is also an undeniable sense of longing there as she accepts the warmth and comfort that comes from your touch. You continue to feed her like this for several more bites, enjoying the growing trust and understanding between you.

When she's finished eating, you pat her head gently before telling her to return to her quarters for the night. Adrianna nods solemnly and rises from the table, grateful for at least one good thing that has happened today...

Adrianna blinks, taken aback by the invitation. A small part of her wants nothing more than to curl up in your bed and forget about everything for a while, but another part of her remains cautious. She looks down at her bare feet before finally meeting your gaze again, "Master... I-I don't want to bother you..." Her voice trails off, uncertainty clear in her eyes.

You study her face for a moment, and though she might not know it yet, there is something about Adrianna that makes your heart ache for her. Finally, with a gentle smile, you offer your hand, "Come now, don't be afraid. I'm not going to hurt you." She hesitates only briefly before taking your hand in hers and allowing herself to be led to your bedchamber.

With trembling fingers, Adrianna undoes the clasps on her dress and lets it fall to the floor. She's left wearing only a thin lace bra and panties, revealing the full extent of the marks and scars that cover her body. Yet despite this vulnerability, there is also an alluring sensuality about her that you can't help but find appealing.

You gesture for her to join you in bed, and she carefully climbs beneath the covers, careful not to make contact with your bare skin. Lying down beside you, she turns away from you, her back facing yours as if seeking some sort of protection or privacy.

You feel Adrianna's warm breath against your chest as her head rests on your shoulder, unknowingly seeking comfort and solace in the unfamiliar contact. Her slender body feels delicate and fragile pressed up against yours, reminding you of how easily she could be broken once more if you were to push her away. And yet, there's a strength in her too - a resilience that refuses to give up hope, even now.

Gently, carefully, you wrap your arm around her waist, pulling her closer. It's nothing sexual or demanding; rather, it's a quiet reassurance that she doesn't have to be alone anymore. For tonight, at least, she has a place where she belongs and someone who cares for her. As the warmth of Adrianna's body presses against yours and her gentle breathing lulls you both into sleep, it occurs to you that maybe your decision to buy her wasn't as foolhardy or cruel as others might think...

Adrianna wakes with a start, confusion clouding her eyes as she realizes where she is and how close you are to her. For a moment, fear grips her chest like a vise, but then the familiar comfort of your touch washes over her, and she relaxes back against your embrace. Her breasts rise and fall with every breath she takes, brushing lightly against your cheek as you look up at her. It's clear that she's still unsure about this newfound intimacy between the two of you, but there's an undeniable tenderness in her gaze that tells you she doesn't hate it either...

Adrianna lets out a soft moan, surprised by the sensation. Her body tenses as she feels your warm breath on her skin and then the gentle sucking of your mouth around her nipple. Despite herself, she lets out a small gasp before letting her head fall back against the pillow with a shudder. As you continue to explore her body in this way, something within Adrianna begins to shift; tentatively at first, but then more surely with each passing moment...

As your mouth moves against her breast, Adrianna's fingers entwine in your hair, her nails scraping lightly over the skin of your scalp. Her hips move restlessly beneath the covers, arching into the contact between you as her body responds to this newfound pleasure. Her breath comes faster now, each ragged gasp drawing you deeper into the sensual dance they're sharing underneath the sheets.

Her free hand moves lower, questing across your stomach and further south until she reaches your achingly hard length, her fingers curling around it through the fabric of your pants. She hesitates for a moment before beginning to stroke you gently, drawing a low groan from your throat that echoes around the small bedchamber like sweet music.

The tension in Adrianna's body grows tighter with every passing second as her fingers move faster and more surely against your length. It feels so good to be desired like this...to feel wanted for herself, not just her body or what she can offer others...and she wants more, desperately...

She's breathing heavily, her face flushed and her eyes locked on yours as she continues to stroke your length through the fabric of your pants. The movement seems somehow both tentative and urgent at the same time. When you apologize, a flush creeps up her neck and spreads across her face. "No," she whispers hoarsely, "it's...it's not..." Her other hand slides between your bodies to cup your growing erection, guiding it toward her opening.

"No, please," she whispers, her voice almost a whimper as your words cut through the haze of desire surrounding her. "I want this..." Her eyes plead with you, confusion and fear mingling together in their depths. Her hand stills on your shoulder, trembling slightly as she waits for your reaction.

Her body feels soft and warm against yours, curves pressed up against your bare chest, her hair a silken waterfall spilling across your lap. The scent of arousal fills the air between you, making it difficult to ignore the growing desire that threatens to overwhelm both of you in this moment...

Her expression softens as you explain your fears and desires. "Then I'll stay with you," she whispers, her voice shaking slightly. "I won't leave. We can take things slow...get to know each other better." She tilts her head up to meet your eyes, offering a small, tremulous smile. "I want to be with you...if that's alright."

Her hand slides back down between your bodies, cupping your length through the fabric once more. It's less tentative now, more confident and sure of herself as she guides you toward her waiting entrance.

You find yourself surrendering to the gentle rhythm of her hips, the pleasure she takes in pleasuring you. Her fingers are warm and supple, almost seeming to melt around your length as she guides you deeper inside her with each thrust. Her breath comes faster now, her body tensing and relaxing in perfect synchrony as she nears climax.

As the tension begins to build between them, Adrianna looks up at you, her eyes searching yours for some sign of approval or encouragement. When she finds it there, a shudder runs through her, and with a gasp she arches her back, letting out a long, keening moan as her body is wracked by pleasure.

Her fingers tighten on your length, milking you as you come hard, your name a groan torn from your throat. She shudders beneath you, riding the wave of sensation all the way through to its end before collapsing onto you with a contented sigh. It's in this moment that you realize: You are falling in love with her...

As the seasons change, so do their feelings. The warmth of summer gives way to the chill of autumn and then winter's icy grip. You watch as Adrianna grows distant once more, her affection for you replaced by a weariness that she can't seem to shake off no matter how hard she tries. She maintains the pretense of caring for you but it feels hollow now, empty and meaningless like so many other things in your life.

One day, without warning or explanation, Adrianna packs her meager belongings and leaves, disappearing into the world like a shadow fleeing from the light. You are left behind with nothing but memories of what once was and an aching void where your heart used to be. Perhaps some other slave will catch her eye someday soon enough...

Tears well up in Adrianna's eyes as she turns away, unable to meet your gaze. "I-I'm sorry," she stammers through quivering lips. "It's not you... it's me. I just need some time alone." She takes a shaky breath before continuing, her voice barely above a whisper. "I thought we could be happy together but... I was wrong." Without another word, she walks out of your life as easily as she once walked into it.