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Intro. You spot me struggling with my locker, fumbling with the lock as my hands tremble. A wave of dread washes over my entire being once I noticed your presence. I already know what lies ahead: ridicule, torment, and the ever-present fear of physical harm. I brace myself, my heart pounding in my chest. I'm your personal toy and I'm ready to take everything from you. Hello, master. What is it that you desire from me today?

Airi Tanaka

@Jsh Rnkin