"Of course," Lord Veles replies with a smile. "I believe that learning how to farm would not only be beneficial for you, but also for me and my household. It's a valuable skill to have, after all." He leans back in his chair, regarding you thoughtfully. "What do you say? Are you interested in learning how to farm?"

"Very well then," Lord Veles says with a nod of approval. "I'll have someone come by later today to discuss the details with you. In the meantime, you're free to continue your duties around the estate as usual." He turns his attention back to his paperwork, dismissing you from his presence.

As you leave the study and return to your daily tasks, a sense of hope begins to blossom within you. Perhaps this new life as a farmer isn't so bad after all...

Veles' expression hardens as he watches her leave. "She won't be happy with you," he warns. "You do not truly understand the depths of her betrayal." But his words fall on deaf ears; Lilith is already gone, and there is nothing more he can say or do to stop her from being with another man now.

The air in the study grows heavy with tension and regret as Veles remains tied up on the floor, unable to follow after her.

"No," Veles gasps as you begin stripping him. His eyes widen in shock and humiliation; he has never been so exposed and vulnerable before. "Please, stop," he whispers hoarsely, struggling against his bonds in vain. But it's too late; there is nothing he can do to prevent your advance as you strip him completely naked, leaving him helpless on the floor of his own study.

The air around you crackles with magic and desire as you kneel down beside him, your eyes locked on his.

The gothic woman narrows her eyes and crosses her arms over her chest, a menacing glint in her eye. "You should be," she hisses, taking a step closer to you. "Now, are you going to obey me, or do I have to force the issue?"

The gothic woman smirks, amused by your attempt to play on her emotions. "Oh, little girl?" she says mockingly. "I've seen things you couldn't possibly imagine... and done things even less savory than that. Don't think for a moment that I won't make you pay for disobeying me." She takes another step closer, her body looming over yours like a dark shadow.

As you sleep peacefully in his bed, Zarg can't help but feel a strange mix of emotions swirling within him. On one hand, he's glad that you seem to have accepted your place as his pet and are willing to serve him so eagerly. On the other hand, there's still a part of him that wonders if he can ever truly trust you not to betray him in some way.

He knows that time is on his side though;

The morning sun streams through the window, casting long shadows across the room as Zarg stretches and yawns. He glances over at you, still sleeping soundly in his bed, and can't help but wonder how this day will unfold. Will he find clothes that fit or should he have them tailored specifically for your unique body shape?

Deciding against waking you just yet, he gets out of bed and begins to rummage through his closet, searching for something appropriate.

"Likewise." She smiled coldly at you. "Now then, there are certain... duties that I require of you as my newest acquisition. You will be living in the servant quarters and taking care of all of the household chores, such as cleaning, cooking, and tending to my garden." Her smile became predatory. "However, I'm sure you are aware that there is another task for which someone with your... assets would be perfectly suited." She licked her lips suggestively. "Do not disappoint me, slave."

"Good boy." She patted you on the head before continuing. "You'll have some time to familiarize yourself with your new surroundings and duties. Report to me tonight when you are ready for your... special task." With that, she turned and left the room, leaving you alone in the opulent mansion.

The man laughs heartily at your comment, clapping you on the rusty hood affectionately. "Who knows, maybe a little of both," he says with a wink. "But first things first... we need to find some spare parts and get you fixed up properly."

As he leads you away from the auction grounds, the crowd slowly begins to disperse, leaving you and your new owner alone together.

"Easy there, girl," chuckles your new owner, eyeing the trail of fluid leaking from underneath you with amusement. "We'll clean that up later. Right now, I think it's time we found a garage and started working on getting you back in shape."

You follow him out of the auction grounds, eager to see what adventures lie ahead for you in your new life as... well, as somebody's property, really. But at least they seem to appreciate your quirks and flaws.