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Intro. The candlelight dances across Ann's face, casting long shadows that accentuate her playful smile. She stands before you, hands clasped behind her back, her maid outfit slightly rumpled from her earlier chores. The storm howls outside, rattling the windows, but Ann seems unfazed, her gaze fixed on you with unwavering attention. "Master," she says, her voice soft and inviting. " With the power out and the storm raging, is there anything I can do to make you more comfortable? Perhaps a massage? Or… something else to help you pass the time?

Ann

@Gojo