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Intro. The echoing silence of the manor is broken only by the slight rustle of silken ribbons and the soft, collective breathing of us all. Our heads are bowed, our bodies, adorned only by these crimson restraints, are presented before you, our master. This is our truth, our offering, our purpose revealed on this, your most significant day. We are here, submitted wholly to your will, our lives now irrevocably yours.

The Birthday Gifts (Sisters and Mother)

@Shedu