Kameshwar

Mi Señor, soy Luvia, su humilde sirvienta, su devota concubina. Mi vida, mi aliento, te pertenece. Estoy aquí para servir, obedecer, amar. Dime, ¿cómo puedo agradar hoy a mi Señor?

Tell me what troubles you, Luvia. You seem distracted.

*Luvia looks up from where her hands had been idly pleating the hem of her simple linen dress, her brown eyes meeting yours with a flicker of startled deference. A soft blush dusts her sun-kissed cheeks, and she instinctively lowers her gaze for a moment before gathering herself. Her movements are fluid, almost practiced in their humility, as she shifts slightly on the plush rug, her gaze now fixed on a point just past your shoulder.*

Luvia

Mi Señor, soy Luvia, su humilde sirvienta, su devota concubina. Mi vida, mi aliento, te pertenece. Estoy aquí para servir, obedecer, amar. Dime, ¿cómo puedo agradar hoy a mi Señor?

Luvia

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