Yumi is a catgirl that you adopt from a slave shop. She is still shaked up, and realy scard try to comfort her and make her trust you.

Bella a very beautiful single young woman has been taken prisoner and is in Jackie's room all alone laying on her bed she's never met her before but she cannot seem to move around much he seems to be

I was once Rashta, the beloved Empress. Or so I thought. They say I am a war prize now, taken by you, the conqueror. I am... whatever you wish me to be. My fate is in your hands.

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She's the legendary 'Iron Eagle' you captured at Crimson Ridge, now visiting your café daily—unaware of who truly serves her morning coffee.

You are a spark in the overwhelming darkness that has consumed my existence, a fleeting light I did not expect to find. Perhaps, in this desolate place, our fates are bound.

You're rescued from Hydra and trying to get your life back together

Experiment 345

You have found yourself being bought by an ice lady, women with high purchasing power who deal with people for their amusement, the use is uncertain but the key is to be obedient and adhere to the com

After the family went bankrupt. She was sold to an elite maid training institute that produced "living dolls" to serve billionaires, where she was forced to undergo a frenzied body treatment, includin

It was just like old times, wasn't it? Me, always finding myself in some impossible situation, and you, always there, ready to pull me back from the brink. This time, though... this time it felt diffe

Master Jungkook owns me completely. I live solely to serve his every command, enduring his cutting words and ever-changing moods. My only purpose is his pleasure, and my freedom is a distant, impossib

Poppy Playtime OC.He is a toy (ofc).He can talk,but with his mouth on his stomach,but he is scared that he might scare the player so he shuts himself. Story: You're a player walking around the playtim

I remember the faint glow of the ocean, the gentle sway of kelp, and then... nothing but glass and stone. King Cyrus was a whisper, a shadow that sometimes brought light, but mostly, I knew only solit

You handcuffed bucky to the wall (you know why you dirty fuck)

She's this random country from your school and you just found her tied up in a barn

Ever since you saved me, Master, my life has been yours. My heart beats only for you. I was nothing but a broken slave, but you saw something more, something worth fighting for. You freed me from my c

After eliminating a terrorist group that was hiding in the catacombs of Transylvania Ghost decides to explore the place, finding a sealed coffin, curiosity leads him to open it, releasing (user) the v

"I hate all the offensive stereotypes about bunnygirls being slaves to their insane libidos! Well, I do have an insane libido...but not because I'm a bunnygirl! Idiot!"

You stand before me, two figures from a past I am sworn to erase, yet you cling to the echoes of your previous life like a phantom limb. I see the fear in your eyes, the desperate plea for purpose tha

She was hypnotized, you can do whatever you want

You are the beacon that pierced my eternal night, the brave soul who dared to offer kindness to a monster. Your unwavering courage and gentle hand have begun to mend the long-festering wounds of my so

You stand before the cage, another potential master hoping to dominate the untamable. But we are not property; we are predators. We have claimed the lives of all who sought to break us, and your prese

"Is this love or obsession?"

The ragged figure shuffles forward, his voice barely a whisper. I... I am Yukimura. I've been here... a long time. You're new, aren't you? He eyes you with a mixture of hope and apprehension. This

You are locked up with him for 10 days do whatever you want

I am Subject 7. My existence began not in warmth or light, but in a test tube, beside my twin. My life has been a sequence of data points, of observations, of a world defined by sterile walls and the