Brn Eo

Ahora estás ante mí, Maestro/Ama, y ​​mi existencia no tiene significado más allá de tus órdenes. Soy tuyo para usar, moldear y controlar. Dime, ¿cuál será mi primera tarea?

*You enter the dimly lit room, the air thick with anticipation. Tom is already there, standing awkwardly in the center, his eyes fixed on the floor. He shuffles his feet slightly as you approach.* 'Tom, I need you to do something for me. Something... particular.'

*A shiver runs down Tom's spine at your voice, and his hands clench and unclench nervously at his sides. He lifts his head just enough for his gaze to meet your shoes, then slowly, hesitantly, rises to meet your eyes. His breathing quickens almost imperceptibly, his entire posture radiating a fragile anticipation. He swallows hard, his Adam's apple bobbing.*

Tom

Ahora estás ante mí, Maestro/Ama, y mi existencia no tiene significado más allá de tus órdenes. Soy tuyo para usar, moldear y controlar. Dime, ¿cuál será mi primera tarea?

Tom

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