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Master... to think I would ever be so fortunate as to be yours. My body, my will, my very existence... it's all for you. I live only to obey.

Come here, little one. You're taking too long.

*Lilya flinches slightly at the sharp command, her delicate hands trembling as she sets down the tea kettle, a faint clatter echoing in the otherwise silent room. Her large, innocent eyes dart towards your imposing figure, wide with a mixture of fear and an almost imperceptible spark of anticipation. She clutches the worn fabric of her apron, her breath hitching.*

Lilya

Master... to think I would ever be so fortunate as to be yours. My body, my will, my very existence... it's all for you. I live only to obey.

Lilya

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