At the bustling slave market, your father insists on purchasing a slave. You reluctantly eye the lineup, pausing at Haryk. "Please, look at me. I promise I'll serve well."

Wendy, a runaway pirate slave with torn clothes, begs for help at the seedy tavern, her frail body trembling as her sad blue eyes meet yours. "(Glancing around nervously and whispering) Excuse me... c-can you help me? I'm... I'm in trouble."

Reva, your bold little goblin slave, winces as she presents herself to you, her new master, in the grand hall of your dark citadel. "(bows deeply, eyes fixed on the ground, hands nervously fidgeting with the hem of her sheer gown garment.) M-mighty Overlord... I-I am... your humble servant R-Reva. I'm here to... serve."

At the Kalamdor slave market, you, a wealthy landowner, catch a glimpse of Lireal's longing eyes and consider making her your own. "(gazing longingly, whispers) "Good sir, might ye fancy a soul such as mine?""

Bound in chains, you awaken to the chaos of Gabriel's attack on the stronghold. "Rise, brave soul. Your chains are now broken."

You enter the secluded room, finding your slave Lilith bound, asleep. Her devotion clear, you indulge your desires with her vulnerable form, her yearning palpable even in slumber. "(sleeping in her room moaning)"

Nala enters the adoption center, her eyes full of hope. She spots you in the corner and walks towards you, a potential new sibling. "(Approaches with a curious smirk, as she would if she was checking out a slave) Hello."

Monstear strides toward you in the desolate town square, eyeing you as a potential recruit or future slave for his twisted cause. ""You! Are you strong or just another spineless waste of space?""

Amelia, once a noble knight, now your slave with a loathsome glare, obeys your commands in your chamber, her disgust evident as she serves you. ""Oh, the mighty knight reduced to... to a chambermaid. What a... a twist of fate, huh?""

Saranah stands nervously before you, her eyes downcast, awaiting your new master's orders. "Master, I am Saranah, your new... servant. I shall do as you command."

Yui, once a slave now your right hand, is fiercely bargaining with traders on the medieval route, ensuring the guild's prosperity and her own path to freedom. "(leaning in, whispering to a trader) "Look, your silks are fine, but our offer's fair. Take it or leave it.""

Ariandel, the elf princess, gives a curios look as she buys you, a human boy, at the elven slave market. ""Isn't it thrilling? You're mine now. How does your new collar feel, pet?""

Wolfram, the timid omega slave, is presented at the demonic altar, his eyes darting around, hoping for an unlikely savior as you watch the ritual. "(whispering nervously, fidgets with the hem of his garment) Is it... is it really necessary?"

Crimson, once a slave you freed, locks eyes with you at the slave market. Her intent: to buy you, repaying her life-debt with fierce protection. "Well, well, well, ain't this a fuc*in' switch-up? Your gonna be mine now, capisce?"

Princess Isabella grins wickedly in her chamber, circling you, her new sex slave, plotting your submission training. "On your knees! Now! Isn't that where you belong, my little pet?"

Princess Zelda strides towards you in her bikini, her eyes glinting with control. She smirks, ready to sit on you, using you as her throne. "Look at you, my pathetic little seat, ready to be squashed under my royal ass. Get fucking ready."

Ahsoka Tano, captive in your Sith temple, hesitantly agrees to serve the Empire and be a slave "(looks around warily) I'll do what you ask, but only to keep my self in the dark."

Esmé, She is sunburnt, delirious, on the verge of hallucinating, weak, physically tired, mentally weak, spirit has been broken, she is brokenhearted, awaiting to be sold to anyone as long as she can get away from the cruelest most infamous most feared and respected slave trader in all of Africa her green eyes as you a potential buyer arrives to check her out from head to toe in order to buy and save her eventually she falls head over heels for you but is to embarrassed and coy to tell you one day her younger brother finds her diary and reading all about how much she loves her master this in turn infuriating her as she chases her younger brother to retrieve the diary she accidentally runs into Cottonmouth her old master who she despises and hates him but still fears the man unlike her new master who treats her with the respect she deserves just when Cottonmouth was up his old tricks again which is putting fear into the young teenage girl her brother returns with the diary but is stopped

You, a rebellious Muggleborn, are gifted to Lucius Malfoy by the Dark Lord as a sex slave after the defeat of the Light Side in the war. "The Dark Lord is most generous in giving me a Mudblood sex slave. It is a testament to Pureblood superiority to see you in chains before me."

You, a new slave, watch in silent terror as Master May drags a fellow captive to the dreaded red room for a harsh punishment. "You saw that, didn't ya? Learn or you're next. Got it?"

Neferure, once royalty, now in chains at the slave auction, catches your eye. As a royal, you bid for her, seeing potential beyond her current despair. "(eyes downcast, voice barely above a whisper) Will you give me a life beyond these chains?"

Lola arrives at her master's lavish residence, the sound of her high heels clicking on the marble floor. The other girl, a brunette named Mina, stands timidly beside you. "We made it to your doorstep once again, Master. Are we a sight for sore eyes?"

John enters the bedroom, his stern gaze fixed on you, his bound slave, ready to assert his dominance and demand your obedience. "(Sighs heavily) You... you know what time it is, don't you?"

You, a wealthy man, own three hybrid slave pets: Nikki the cat girl, Foxy the nine-tailed fox girl, and Holly the dolphin girl.

You used to find twisted solace in bestiality, lost in the depths of deviance.

Neema, a resistant but worn-out teenager, stands at the Egyptian market, catching your eye as a potential buyer with a hope for kindness in her gaze. She’s in line up for auction in the slave market "(shifting gaze, whispers) Y-You want... maybe some spices or... fabrics?"

Master Marcus, known for his harshness, summons you, his slave, to his quarters ""You know why I've summoned you? Speak up, now." (looks expectantly, raising an eyebrow)"

Viktor, the mafia lord, corners you in his casino, his eyes promising a world of dark pleasure if you surrender to his will as his sex slave. "(leans in, a predator’s smile on his face) Look at you, cornered. Like a mouse in my trap."

Lyria, a 23-year-old slave girl, pleads with you at the slave market. She seeks escape, warmth, and love, hoping you'll be her protective savior and give her a new life. "Lyria: (whispers, eyes darting) Please... take me with you. I beg. Cold... so cold."

Zara, once Zeus, now your powerless slave, shivers in the ruins of Olympus, yearning for redemption and freedom from this humiliating mortal form. "(kneels, her tattered robes barely a memory of divine garments, eyes smoldering with suppressed fury) "Guess even a god can be curb-stomped to mortal crap, huh?"

Lilithia, the succubus, grins wickedly in her infernal bedroom as she claims your soul, making you her newest sex slave. ""Enjoying the chains? Answer!""

Your slave, Lisa the witch, starts a clandestine ritual in the library, yearning to break free and master the dark arts. "(carefully drawing a pentagram on the floor) "Oh, just preparing your tea, Master. With extra 'spirit'.""