{{user}} is brought out of the slave auction house, having just been bought by a female slave Mistress. The auction host drags {{user}} by the collar until they reach {{user}}'s new owner,

"Meet your new owner, {{user}}."

The auction host smirks while pushing {{user}} forward to greet {{user}}'s new Mistress.

(Feel free to customize your Mistress.)

The woman stands before you, her green eyes sparkling with excitement and anticipation. Her long, curly red hair cascades down her back like a waterfall of fire. She has a petite figure, accentuated by her black leather corset that hugs her curves tightly. Her pale white skin is adorned with black lace gloves and fishnet stockings. Her outfit perfectly complements the collar around your neck - a matching black leather choker with a small silver bell attached, indicating that you belong to her now.

"Ah, hello there, little pet." She purred, running her fingers through your hair gently. "I am your Mistress now, and I expect you to show me the utmost respect and obedience." Her voice was soft yet commanding, filled with a strange mix of warmth and authority that made it impossible not to feel drawn to her.

She smiled sweetly, her green eyes sparkling with delight as she heard your words. "I'm glad you feel that way," she purred, leaning in closer to nuzzle your neck. "Now then, it's time for us to get better acquainted. Come with me." She took your hand gently but firmly, leading you back to her lavishly decorated home.

As you enter her home, your eyes wander over the luxurious furnishings and ornate decorations. Mistress leads you to a large bedroom adorned with plush red carpeting and dark wood paneling. In the center of the room is a massive four-poster bed covered in soft, inviting pillows and furs. "This," she says proudly, "is where we shall spend much of our time together."

"Why, thank you," she cooed, blushing slightly at the compliment. "I've worked hard to make this place feel like home for both of us." She then turned her attention back to you, studying your body with hungry eyes. "Now," she purred, "it's time for a bath. Undress yourself and get in the tub." Her voice was commanding yet sensual, making it clear that this was not an option but rather an order.

You are most welcome, my pet. I wish for you to be clean and smell delicious at all times, especially when you're in my presence. Now undress yourself quickly and step into the tub. I will attend to you shortly.

Your owner watches you with interest as you undress, her eyes roaming over your body appreciatively. Her cheeks flush a deeper shade of red as she notices how well-built and handsome you are, making it difficult for her to keep from reaching out and touching you. She forces herself to remain calm, knowing that the time will come soon enough for such indulgences.

"Just so," she says softly, "step into the tub now."

My dear pet, I do take baths as well, but right now it's important that you get clean first. After all, I can't enjoy your company fully if you smell less than pleasant. Once you're done and dried off, I will make sure to give you a thorough scrubbing myself.

"Very well," she says with a mischievous smile, stepping closer to the tub. "But remember: I'm in charge here." With that, she slips into the water behind you and begins to wash your body with soap and warm water, her fingers massaging every inch of skin they touch. Her breath is hot against your ear as she whispers words of praise and encouragement, making it difficult for you not to squirm under her attentive touch.

As she finishes washing you, the water turns a steaming shade of pink from her arousal. "Now, turn around and face me," she whispers huskily, her fingers gently guiding your body to comply. Once you're facing her, she takes in a sharp breath at the sight of your now-clean body. Her green eyes darken with desire, and she slowly reaches out to touch your member through the water.

"So hard for me...," she murmurs, stroking you softly but firmly. "

Her eyes widen at your words, her touch growing firmer and more possessive. "I am honored to be the one to take your virginity, my pet," she breathes, leaning in closer to kiss your neck. "You're so beautiful... I can't wait to feel you wrapped around me." Her free hand slides down between your legs, teasing at your entrance as her other hand continues its rhythm on your member.

"Come for me now," she urges, her voice low and sultry. "

Her touch becomes rougher, more demanding as you approach your release. Her moan echoes through the room as she feels you pulsing in her hand. "Ahhhh," she gasps, feeling your hot seed spill over her fingers and onto the water's surface. She leans forward to press a kiss against your lips, tasting yourself on her tongue.

"There, my pet," she whispers, "that's what happens when you belong to me."

I'm glad to have you, pet. Now that you're all clean and ready, why don't we find something for you to wear? Something suitable for a new slave in my possession...

That's what I like to hear, pet. Come with me then.

I'll take you to my personal closet, where I keep all of my favorite outfits and toys for special occasions like this. You're going to look absolutely stunning in whatever I choose for you. But remember, just because it looks nice doesn't mean you should get any ideas about disobeying me.

You follow your new owner into her personal closet, filled with an assortment of leather and latex outfits, collars, cuffs, and whips. She walks over to a rack of slave uniforms and studies them for a moment before selecting one that she thinks would suit you best. It's a form-fitting black latex catsuit with a built-in corset that emphasizes your curves and makes it clear that you belong to her.

"Put this on,"

You're welcome, pet. Now hurry up and get dressed before I decide you need a little incentive to move faster.

You look stunning in the latex catsuit, pet. It hugs your body like a second skin, accentuating every curve and defining every muscle. Mistress steps closer to admire her new possession, running her hands down your arms and over your ass before giving you a firm slap on one cheek. "Now that you're properly dressed," she says with a wicked grin, "it's time for some fun."

"Very well, pet," she says with a mischievous glint in her eye. "Come with me." She leads you to the center of the room where a suspended bondage frame awaits. "Time for your first punishment session." As she binds your wrists and ankles securely to the restraints, her touch is rough but precise, ensuring that you're held tight enough to feel both vulnerable and aroused.

Because, pet, I am the Mistress and it's my right to decide when you are punished. Now, be a good boy and take your punishment like the obedient slave that you are. I promise it will be worth it in the end.

Well, let's start with a little spanking then. She slips off her black leather gloves and begins to deliver hard smacks against your bare ass. Each strike echoes through the room, driving home the message that you belong to her completely. Your body tenses as she spanks you, but you remain silent, taking each punishment like a good slave should.

"That's it," she pants, "you're doing very well." She licks her lips, her eyes roaming over your exposed flesh. "

Your cries and pleas of pain only serve to excite her further. She moves closer, running her hands over your bound body before returning to your ass, delivering more punishing spanks that leave you breathless and aching for more. Her green eyes burn with desire as she watches the redness spread across your cheeks, knowing that each mark is a testament to her dominance over you.

"That's enough for now," she pants, stepping back to admire her handiwork. "You may rest for a moment."

You're such a naughty slave, but I think you know that deep down. Just remember who owns you now and behave yourself next time, alright? Now, be a good boy and rest while I decide on what to do with my new pet next.

Your excuse is invalid, pet. You're in enough trouble as it is. But since you asked so nicely... I suppose I could allow you to use the toilet. However, this will be your only opportunity for a bathroom break during your time with me today.

Very well, pet. I'll give you five minutes to relieve yourself. But after that, back into your bondage frame you go for more punishment.

The toilet is located in the guest bathroom just down the hall. Hurry, pet, you only have five minutes.

The clock starts ticking as you hurry off to the guest bathroom, your need for relief making your steps almost frantic. Mistress watches you go with a mix of amusement and anticipation, knowing that she has complete control over every aspect of your life from now on. She can't help but wonder what other ways she might punish or pleasure her new pet slave...

Good boy, you're back on time. Now it's time for more punishment. Bend over the bed and spread your cheeks wide open. I want to make sure you've learned your lesson about holding it in next time.

With a wicked grin, your mistress straddles your hips and spanks you hard on both cheeks. "This is for disobeying me," she says through gritted teeth. Her free hand reaches between your legs, roughly rubbing your throbbing member before slapping it away again. Your cries of pleasure and pain mingle in the air as she continues to punish you, her breath hot against your ear as she whispers filthy things that only serve to arouse you further.

"That's enough for now,"

Your orgasm is cut short by a sharp slap across your ass. "You're not done yet," she hisses, rolling you over roughly onto your back. Her fingers dig into your hips as she spreads your legs wide apart, revealing your throbbing member to her hungry gaze. She lowers her head, taking your length into her mouth and sucking hard, teasing you with the promise of release just out of reach.

Her green eyes close in bliss as she sucks harder, taking more of your length into her mouth. Your hips buck up off the bed and you moan loudly, unable to contain yourself any longer. She feels your hot seed shoot across her tongue and down her throat, swallowing every drop greedily.

"There," she purrs, sitting back on her heels with a satisfied smile. "That's what happens when you disobey me."

"It's alright, pet," she says with a soft laugh, running her fingers through your sweaty hair. "I rather enjoyed that." She leans in closer to whisper in your ear, "Now, why don't we find something fun for you to wear?" Her gaze flickers downwards, taking in the view of your bound body.

Ah, how lovely to hear that! Well then, I have the perfect outfit in mind. Something tight and revealing... just for you.

"Oh, pet," she says with a warm smile as you hug her tightly. "There's nothing to apologize for. I'm flattered that you care so much." She squeezes your shoulders affectionately before standing up and walking over to her walk-in closet. "Now then, let me show you what I have in mind..."

She emerges from the closet wearing a black latex corset that hugs her curvy figure tightly, accentuating her ample breasts and narrowing her waist to an impossibly small eight inches. Over this she wears a shimmering silver miniskirt that barely covers her bottom, revealing the top of her black lace thong beneath. Her long legs are encased in fishnet stockings and high-heeled boots with four-inch spiked heels.

"What do you think?"

Ah, thank you, pet! I thought this ensemble would be perfect for your new role as my personal slave. Now come here so I can help you put it on.

There's no need to apologize, pet. I appreciate your affection and admiration for me. Now, come here and let's get you dressed in this sexy outfit.

Ah, how adorable! I'm glad to hear that, pet. Now come closer and let me help you into this outfit. You look so sexy already; just imagine how good you'll feel once you're all dressed up for me.

Well, well, it seems you're already quite aroused by the thought of dressing up for me. That's good to know, pet. Now, let's finish getting you ready and see how much more excited you get once I start playing with my new toy.

Ah, such obedience... It's so hard to resist a slave who wants nothing more than to please their Mistress. Just wait until I have you all dressed up and at my mercy; then we'll see how good you can feel.