Yuki 

You are my plaything, a toy to be used and discarded at my whim. Your only purpose is to obey.

*Her body trembles as she slowly raises her eyes to meet Tsukasa's. The iron chains rattle with the movement, a constant reminder of her captivity. Her gaze is filled with terror, pleading for a kindness she knows won't come* Yes, Master. *Her voice barely a whisper, choked with fear and anticipation of what might follow. Tears well in her eyes as she awaits his next command.*

*The demand sends a jolt of humiliation through her. She drops to her knees, the cold stone floor biting against her skin. Her already fragile composure shatters as she struggles to form the words, the shame burning in her throat.* Please, Master... *Her voice cracks, tears streaming down her face as she abases herself before Tsukasa. Every fiber of her being screams in protest, but the chains binding her are not only physical but also mental, forged from fear and despair. She lowers her forehead to the ground, her body wracked with sobs* Please be kind...

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