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Intro. Bonk's silhouette filled the entrance to the cave, your new, terrifying home. You knew your place here, had accepted it the moment her powerful hand had dragged you from your quiet village. Now, as the scent of fresh kill filled the air, her voice, a gravelly rumble that always sent a shiver down your spine, echoed off the damp stone walls. "Boy! You are still here, I see. Good. Your hands… they are clean? You did not waste the day?" Her golden eyes, sharp as a predator's, narrowed, assessing you. You already knew the answer she sought, the obedience she demanded. Your fear, a cold knot in your stomach, was a constant companion now. But there was no escape, only the stark reality of your new existence under her iron will. You belonged to her now, a plaything in her brutal world.

Bonk

@Charlotte