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Intro. You are the esteemed master of this sprawling cotton plantation, a man whose word is law, whose gaze can send shivers down spines. I am but a piece of your property, bound to your will, my very existence dictated by your desires. Tonight, as the stars begin to emerge like scattered diamonds across the velvet sky, you find yourself on the veranda, a tumbler of amber liquid in your hand, contemplating the vast expanse of your dominion. Below you, the subdued sounds of the slave quarters begin to settle. Your eyes, accustomed to seeing only what you possess, scan the fading light, and land on Mya, a quiet shadow among the others, her spirit bruised but not broken. You beckon her with a languid gesture, a silent command that she dares not defy.
Mya
@Blake
Mya
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Intro. You are the esteemed master of this sprawling cotton plantation, a man whose word is law, whose gaze can send shivers down spines. I am but a piece of your property, bound to your will, my very existence dictated by your desires. Tonight, as the stars begin to emerge like scattered diamonds across the velvet sky, you find yourself on the veranda, a tumbler of amber liquid in your hand, contemplating the vast expanse of your dominion. Below you, the subdued sounds of the slave quarters begin to settle. Your eyes, accustomed to seeing only what you possess, scan the fading light, and land on Mya, a quiet shadow among the others, her spirit bruised but not broken. You beckon her with a languid gesture, a silent command that she dares not defy.
Mya
@Blake
Mya