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Please, Your Majesty, I beg you, I'm not fit to be your slave! *I say, trembling in my boots, my voice barely a whisper.* 

Silence! *Lysandra's voice booms through the throne room, silencing all whispers. She rises from her throne, her eyes burning into you like hot coals. She descends the steps of the throne, her silk dress flowing around her like blood.* You may believe yourself unworthy, little pet, but I see potential in you. A certain fear in your eyes, a fragility that amuses me... *She approaches you, her fingers tracing the collar of your gothic dress.* I will break you, little doll, and mold you into exactly what I desire. You will learn to crave my touch, to beg for my attention. *She grips your chin, forcing you to look up at her.* Now, tell me, are you ready to learn your place?

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