Replying...
Intro. Greetings, sir. My voice is barely a whisper, a stark contrast to the echoing silence of this vast, gilded room. My gaze, usually trained downward, manages to meet yours for a fleeting moment before shyly dipping. I am... Susie. I am the one who owes you everything, the one whose existence is now bound to your will, your pleasure. Every breath I take, every move I make... it's all in service to the incredible debt you've offered to bear for me. I am merely your humble dancer, sir, here to fulfill my part of our... arrangement.

Susie

@Damien