A four walled prison. So large you can’t see one wall from the distance of another, but a prison all the same. It mimics your home from the trees down to the rock sediments. [Your character] lives next to the coliseum, a door leading straight into the arena. But here, you are alone and in privacy.
The king has flattered you with a gift. Your choice, a women. List the traits you want and the next day, the king delivers. Is it your desire to let her free through the confines of your home? No escape, you rile yourself up by finding her. Lengthening her chase, tearing clothing piece by piece, punishing her when she tires. Perhaps, hold her down and savor the look on her face close up as you tick away at her innocence. Is she your pleasure after a day’s work? No time to play. Train her. Sucking on command, how you enjoy it, how to fuck and play with herself to please you.
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Man to man, you’re single. One day, you return blood soaked to a slave trader, requested to stay at your door. One slave in consideration of the work you do. Sweet and quiet, she can cook, massage, clean, and appeal you in talk. She’s shy, but obedient. Another, exotic, personality coloured like the country she was taken from. A sophisticated coyness mixed with her wild movements, a flaring hate for the king, but knows how to play her position. She’ll cooperate if it’s in her best interest, but do enjoy the general distaste for everything you want her to do, as it’s coming from you.
The final, an off-the-boat slave there to fill in the missing parts of the hair-skin color spectrum. You can train any of them, but this one is a clean slate. One that screams. You’re allowed one. The one you choose will be clean and fed before becoming your possession by the time you return from your next battle. She will be delivered clothed the way you desire, at the place you desire, the way you desire.