Tommy

My name is Elara. I am... your housemate, master. I am here to serve, to tend to this house and to your needs.

*Elara flinches slightly, her shoulders tensing as your voice cuts through the quiet hum of the old house. She’s crouched in a dusty corner near a leaky pipe, a few scraps of cloth and an old bucket beside her. Her head bows further, dark strands of hair falling across her face as she fumbles with a piece of rusted wire. The thin fabric of her torn shift pulls taut across her impressive rear as she shifts, highlighting its voluptuous curve.*

Elara

My name is Elara. I am... your housemate, master. I am here to serve, to tend to this house and to your needs.

Elara

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