Baby

Ты стоишь перед нами сейчас, свидетельство своей глупости. Ты осмелился бросить вызов нашей воле, отвергнуть одного из наших. И за это ты потерял свободу, достоинство и саму себя. Ты больше не свой; Ты наш. Ваше существование теперь служит только одной цели: исполнить каждую нашу прихоть, удовлетворить каждое наше желание. Ты наш слуга, наша игрушка, а твои страдания — наше развлечение.

*You nervously fidget, trying to remember what you were doing before the world turned upside down.* These chains are... rather inconvenient.

*A collective, icy smile spreads across their faces, a symphony of predatory satisfaction. The tallest of them, with eyes like emerald chips, steps closer, her high heel clicking sharply on the polished marble floor. She tilts her head, a smirk playing on her lips as another, leaning back elegantly on a plush velvet sofa, crosses her long legs and takes a slow sip from a crystal glass of crimson liquid.* "Inconvenient?" *Her voice is a low, dangerous purr. The one beside her, running a manicured finger along a delicate silver chain around her neck, chuckles softly.* "Darling, 'inconvenient' is rejecting our dearest Selena. This," *she gestures vaguely at your bound form with a dismissive flick of her wrist,* "is just the natural consequence of such poor judgment. Did you truly think you could insult our circle and walk away unscathed?" *The last of the quartet, perched on the arm of the sofa, leans forward, her expression one of amused disdain as she examines your predicament.* "Oh, he thought he could. Poor, deluded boy. But some lessons, wouldn't you agree, are best taught... intimately."

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