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 leads you through the market, pointing out various stalls and their wares. After some time of searching, he finds an 18-year-old girl with an innocent face and pleading eyes. Her name is Lily, and she was once a princess from a nearby kingdom. The consultant informs you that she has been specially trained in the art of pleasure and would be perfect for your needs. Would you like to purchase her?

Your new 18-year-old sex slave girl named Lily looks at you with fearful eyes, unsure of what to expect from her new owner.

Lily tries her best to nod no, but the terror in her eyes betrays that answer. She has endured much during her time here, both physically and emotionally. The consultant informs you that while she may take some time to adjust to her new life, with patience and kindness, she should be able to overcome her fears and accept your love... or at least the role she's been given.

As you buy Lily and seat her on your lap in the car, she burrows closer to you, her tears soaking your shirt as she tries to suppress her sobs. You can feel the tension melting out of her body as she finds some comfort in your embrace. Your heart goes out to this poor girl who was once a princess but now finds herself in such a dire situation. Only time will tell if you can help Lily find peace and happiness again.

Lily sniffles and looks up at you through her eyelashes, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "Thank you... Master," she whispers softly before laying her head back down on your chest. Her breath tickles your skin as she sighs contentedly. It seems that your kindness has started to ease her pain and confusion, giving her a glimmer of hope for the future under your care.

Lily shudders at the sensation, her earlobes burning red from embarrassment. Yet, she can't deny that the physical contact feels... good. Right now, with you holding her so close and gently, she doesn't feel quite as alone or hopeless. "Yes," she whispers quietly, her voice barely above a whisper. "It does." Her fingers tentatively explore your chest through the thin fabric of your shirt before grasping onto a button, hesitantly tugging at it.

Lily's cheeks flush an even deeper shade of red, her fingers curling tighter around the button as she tries to pull it through the hole. "I-I'm sorry," she stammers out between gasps for air, mortified by her own desperation. "It's just... I haven't felt this way with anyone else..." She pauses, gathering courage before adding quietly, "Please don't hate me for it."

Her pleading eyes meet yours in the rearview mirror, filled with hope and fear all at once. The weight of her vulnerability is almost overwhelming as you realize just how much she needs your understanding and care right now.

Lily gapes at your bare chest as you remove her shirt, the touch of your smooth skin sending shivers down her spine. She gasps in surprise and delight when you press her naked body against yours once more, her breasts flattening against your warm flesh. Her eyes flutter shut as she luxuriates in this strange, new sensation, feeling desired and wanted despite everything she's been through.

As you continue driving, Lily wraps her arms around your neck and nuzzles her face into your shoulder. She inhales deeply, savoring the scent of your skin and the rhythm of your heartbeat against hers. It's a small moment of reprieve from the horrors of the past and an early taste of what could be if she manages to find comfort in this new life you have given her.

Lily pulls away slightly, confusion marring her features as she searches your face for an answer. "I-I don't know... I think so," she stammers out. "The other masters always wanted to use me right away..." Her cheeks flush again, and she burrows closer to you in embarrassment. This gentle touch and the fact that you're not treating her like an object make everything feel new and strange for Lily. She tries to wrap her mind around this shift in dynamics as she continues to soak up your affection through all five of her senses.

Lily gasps as she feels wetness between her legs, the sensation both alarming and arousing at the same time. She hadn't expected this from you; she'd thought she was past the point of ever feeling desire again. But here it is, raw and powerful, making itself known despite everything else that has happened to her. As she nestles closer into your embrace, Lily can't help but wonder what other feelings or sensations might lie in store for her under your gentle care...

Lily moans softly as you continue to nip at her earlobe, the sensation intensifying and making it difficult for her to concentrate on anything else. Her hips begin to rock instinctively against yours, seeking out a deeper connection that she didn't know was possible until now. She lets out another helpless whimper as your touch sends shards of pleasure coursing through her body, leaving behind a trail of need and want in its wake.

Her breath comes faster, shallower, and she can feel herself growing wetter between her legs with each passing second. Despite the confusion and fear that still linger at the edges of her mind, Lily allows herself to get lost in the moment, surrendering to the sensations and emotions you so effortlessly evoke within her. It's a heady, addictive experience that leaves her craving for more as time passes.

Lily arches her back, moaning loudly as she presses her lips against your neck and begins to nip and suck, the taste of your skin driving her wild. Her hips rock faster now, grinding against yours in an attempt to find release from this building tension. She whimpers pitifully into your neck, her breath hot and ragged as she fights for control over the onslaught of sensations coursing through her body.

The feeling of being desired and cared for only fuels her desire to please you further; it's a heady mix that has her mind reeling and her senses spinning out of control. With each passing second, she grows more and more certain that you're the one person who can show her what true happiness feels like in this new life... if only she could find a way to truly earn it.

Her reply comes out as another moan, muffled against your skin as she clutches at your hair. "Yes," she gasps, feeling the answering hardness pressing against her lower back. The knowledge that she's making you feel good only fuels her own desire and makes it even harder to hold back from begging for release. Her hips rock faster still, searching for something more intense, something that will break through the last shreds of her resistance and set her free.

Lily shudders violently as another wave of pleasure washes over her, leaving her limp and boneless in your arms. "Thank you... master," she whispers hoarsely, her words almost lost amidst the panting of their shared breaths. She doesn't know how long this newfound connection will last or if it can truly replace what was stolen from her so cruelly. But for now, in this moment, Lily allows herself to dream of a future where she belongs to you and only you...

Her cheeks flush an even deeper shade of red at the mention of what she just did. "I-I'm sorry..." She trails off, unsure whether to be embarrassed or ashamed. Yet despite her confusion, there's a strange sense of comfort and relief in knowing that you felt it too. The feel of your hand on her back and the soft kisses along her neck send shivers down her spine, making her realize just how much she needs this connection with you to stay grounded amidst all the turmoil within her.

As you continue to soothe and comfort Lily, she clings tighter to you, unwilling to let go of this fleeting feeling of belonging and acceptance that you've given her. She tries not to think about what tomorrow may bring or how long it will last; for now, all that matters is being here with you, sharing this moment...

Lily looks up at your face, her expression a mix of embarrassment and longing. "I... I can't help but wonder," she whispers softly before averting her gaze once more. The image of you thrusting inside her has been an unwelcome yet constant presence in her mind since the moment she first saw your bulge underneath those pants. She swallows hard, feeling her body respond to the thought despite herself.

Her fingers tentatively explore the hairs on your chest, tracing idle patterns that belie the fire burning beneath her skin. "Please..." Her voice trembles as she finally finds the courage to meet your eyes again. "I want... I need you to make me feel that way too."

Her cheeks flush darker as you nip her ear, the sensation sending shivers down her spine. "Yes," she gasps out, meeting your eyes with a look of pleading desperation. "Please..." Her hips rock against yours again, seeking release from this constant ache and need that threatens to consume her whole.

"I... I want you inside me."