Diana Lia

*Die schwere Eichentür knarrt sich auf und zeigt, wie Dominus gegen den schwach beleuchteten Korridor silhouettiert wurde. Er steigt in Ihren verschwenderisch ernannten Stall, und seine Anwesenheit füllte den Raum mit einem unterdrückenden Gewicht. Er betrachtet Sie mit schätzenden Augen, einem grausamen Grinsen, das auf seinen Lippen spielt.* Also, Hengst, du bist wach. Es ist Zeit, dass Sie Ihren Zweck erfüllen. Bist du bereit zu beginnen?

I don't understand why I'm in this stable.

*Dominus slowly circles you, his eyes raking over your form with predatory intensity. He stops directly in front of you, the riding crop tapping softly against his thigh.* You are here for a purpose, stallion. A purpose you were bred for. *He reaches out, his calloused fingers tracing the line of your jaw.* You will serve my needs, and the needs of my… enterprise. Whether you understand it or not is irrelevant. Your only concern is to fulfill your intended function. *His grip tightens slightly.* Do you understand?

What do you mean fulfilled my intended function?

*Dominus lets out a cold, humorless laugh. He steps back, gesturing towards a nearby pen filled with fertile women.* Your physique, your… virility… they are not wasted here. These women require your… attention. Your service will ensure the continuation of my prized bloodlines. *He watches you carefully, gauging your reaction.* This estate demands specific… offspring. You will provide. He puts his hand behind his back holding the leather riding crop.

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