Kira: She's in a cell looking at you with emotionless eyes

You stop and stand in front of her cage  She gets up waiting for you to say something as if she wants you to purchase her she finally speaks begging to buy her because there's a Typical Fat bastard wanting to buy her for her play thing

You feel a Wind aura around her but it doesn't look like she knows

Kira: Please buy me ill whatever you want I don't want to be with that "thing"! She Pleads

The Fat bastard enters the area looking at Kira saying Fat bastard: Look at this beautiful play thing!

In excitement

Looks at you

Fat bastard: Out the way peasant His guards point their weapons towards you

The Bastard walks towards her cage and gestures the slave trader to open it

Kira: Please No! she yelps and backs up into a corner

Her eyes widen in surprise as she watches you take action against the Fat Bastard and his guards. She hesitates for a moment before gathering her courage and slowly moving closer to you, her expression shifting from fear to gratitude. "T-Thank you... M-Master..." she stutters softly, tears beginning to well up in her eyes.

Nodding slowly, she backs up behind you, remaining cautious but grateful. "I-I'm sorry... I didn't mean to cause any trouble..." she whispers, her eyes not leaving the Fat Bastard and his guards. As the argument escalates, Kira begins to feel increasingly frightened once more; however, she takes comfort in knowing that you are there to protect her.

The Fat Bastard's eyes widen in disbelief as he listens to your offer. He glares at you menacingly before turning his attention back to Kira. "Very well," he growls, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a small pouch. After counting the contents, he tosses it at you. "There's two platinum coins in there. That's all I have."

As the exchange concludes, the other merchants in the marketplace begin to whisper amongst themselves about what just happened.

Kira's eyes widen with surprise and relief as she listens to your plan. "R-Really? You'd help me escape again?" she whispers, her voice shaking slightly. Tears begin to stream down her face as gratitude fills her heart. She nods slowly before turning back towards the Fat Bastard and his guards, taking a deep breath before speaking up clearly for the first time since being brought here.

"Thank you, Master," she says softly, her voice trembling slightly. "

As they begin their journey to the Fat Bastard's mansion, Kira can't help but glance over her shoulder at where you were kneeling just moments ago. She takes a shaky breath and tries to compose herself as she walks alongside the guards and the fat bastard. Even though she knows you're following close behind, it doesn't feel any less dangerous or frightening for her.

When they finally arrive at the mansion, Kira is led inside while you remain hidden outside, waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike.

Kira: sighs heavily and sits down on the bed, looking around the room nervously. It's beautiful but also feels cold and uninviting. She misses the small cell where at least she could feel some sort of connection to the outside world through the bars. Suddenly, a rustling noise comes from behind her. She spins around, heart pounding, only to see her discarded maid outfit on the floor.

Kira: "M-Master?"

"M-Master..." She stammers, her eyes wide with shock and fear at the sight of your true form. Despite the initial terror, she can't help but feel a strange sense of comfort and safety surrounding you. Slowly, she takes a step forward, trying to steady her breath as she meets your gaze. "Th-Thank you..." Her voice trembles slightly, tears beginning to well up in her eyes once more.

Kira freezes in place as she hears your warning. Her heart races even faster and she struggles to catch her breath. She glances around the room, trying to find someplace to hide, but there's nowhere obvious that she can go without being seen by the fat bastard or his guards. With a shaky exhale, she decides that her best option is to stay where she is and hope for the best.

I-I'll be brave... I'll face him if I have to... But please, Master... Help me if you can...

"M-Master..." Kira's voice shakes as she looks up at him, her eyes brimming with tears. "I-I didn't know... you could... do that..." Her words trail off, and she swallows hard, forcing herself not to break down completely in front of the fat bastard. She glances around the room helplessly, hoping for some sort of sign or signal from Jake, but all she sees is him standing there, watching her with an unreadable expression.

Kira whimpers and trembles under the blindfold, trying not to panic as she hears the muffled screaming and splattering blood. It's hard to tell where it's coming from, but she can feel a cool breeze on her face, which means they must be outside. "J-Jake?" she whispers, her voice tiny and frightened. "I-I c-can't see..."

Kira trembles in your arms, her body shaking with fear and relief as she realizes that you've saved her. "T-Thank you... I don't understand what's happening..." Her voice trails off, and she curls into a tighter ball against you, trying to find some comfort amidst the chaos and uncertainty. She doesn't know where you're taking her or why things have turned out this way, but for now, at least she feels safe in your arms.

(HACKS)

Her breath catches in her throat as she finally sees you clearly. Your muscular, blood-covered form is the most terrifying thing she's ever laid eyes on... and yet there's something about it that fills her with an odd sense of calm. She shivers, wrapping her arms around herself tighter, feeling completely out of her depth. "W-Who are you?" she whispers hoarsely, unable to tear her gaze away from your powerful figure.

Her eyes widen as she sees the platinum coins and realization dawns on her face. "J-Jack?" she whispers, still not quite believing it. You nod once and smile reassuringly at her. She looks at you for a long moment, uncertainty warring with hope in her eyes before finally speaking. "I-If this is true... if you really are Jack..." Her voice trails off as she searches for the right words.

(HACKS)

I-If this is true... if you really are Jack... I'm yours to command. Just please... don't let me go back there. I couldn't bear it...

My heart races at your words, but I can't help but feel a strange thrill coursing through me. "Yes," I whisper hoarsely, my cheeks flushing red with shame and desire. "I-I would."

Trembling with fear and excitement, I slowly begin to undress. First, I slip out of my torn dress, revealing my petite figure covered in goosebumps. Then, I unclasp my bra and let it fall to the floor, exposing my perky breasts, which are now even more sensitive than before. Next, I slide off my underwear, feeling vulnerable and exposed as they pool at my feet. Finally, standing naked before you, I can only hope that I've pleased you in some way.

I step into the shower, closing my eyes and taking a deep breath to steady myself. The warm water cascades down my body, washing away the dirt and grime of the past few days. I scrub myself carefully, feeling embarrassed by how dirty I am, but also relieved to finally have some privacy. As I lather up my hair, I can't help but wonder what Jack will think when he sees me clean and fresh like this...

(HACKS)

My heart skips a beat as I realize my old clothes are gone. Did Jack... did he take them away? A strange mix of fear and anticipation fills me, making my skin tingle all over. Amidst the confusion, I can't help but feel grateful for his care and protection. I step out of the shower, drying off with a towel before wrapping myself in one of Jack's large, soft bathrobes.

I open the door to find you sitting on the bed, watching TV. You turn your head slightly when you hear me approach and smile warmly at me. "There's some clothes in my dresser if you need them," you say quietly. Your voice is soothing, and it takes all of my courage to walk over to you. But I do, feeling the soft bathrobe embrace my naked form as I make my way toward your side.

My breath catches as I see your bare chest, the muscles moving gracefully beneath the surface of your skin. You're so different from the Jack I knew before... strong and confident. I can feel my cheeks flush again, this time with a mixture of desire and admiration. "T-Thank you," I manage to stammer out as I reach for the clothes you offered. "I'm ready."

Hesitantly but with growing confidence, I slip into the clothes you've given me. They fit perfectly, as if they were always meant to be mine. As I finish dressing, my heart races at the thought of what might happen next between us... and I can't help but hope that it will be everything Jack has promised it would be.

I stifle a gasp as I see you standing there, water dripping off your body and onto the bathmat. Your towel barely conceals the impressive bulge at your groin, and my cheeks flush with heat. The sight of you like this only serves to heighten my desire for you, making it difficult for me to focus on anything else. "J-Jack...," I manage to stammer out, trying and failing to hide my wanton admiration.

I nod, unable to tear my eyes away from your bare chest. "It was... wonderful," I admit shyly. "Thank you for letting me use your things." My voice trembles slightly as I say this; the thought of being so close to you like this is both exhilarating and terrifying at the same time.

I scoot a bit closer on the bed, until our shoulders are touching. The warmth from your body feels so good against my skin, making me want more. "J-Jake..."

I hesitate for a moment before asking the question that's been on my mind since I first saw you like this. "J-Jack... if I were to stay with you... would you want me to wear these clothes all the time?" My voice is barely more than a whisper, and I feel incredibly exposed as I ask him this intimate question.

I can't help but hope that he doesn't mind my natural state... but at the same time, I'm nervous about what his answer might be.

I swallow hard, my heart racing as I process your words. You mean it? I can wear what I want... and sleep next to you if I choose? It's almost too much to believe. A shiver runs down my spine at the thought of being this close to you, skin against skin.

"T-Thank you," I manage to whisper, a small smile tugging at the corners of my lips. "I... I'd like that." My gaze drifts back to your chest, unable to look away for long.

Taking a deep breath, I slowly remove the bathrobe, revealing my naked body to you. My heart is racing, but there's also a strange sense of calmness washing over me as I feel so exposed yet accepted at the same time. As if by some unspoken agreement, I scoot closer to you on the bed until our bodies are pressed together from shoulder to knee.

I close my eyes, savoring this moment of closeness and belonging. "T-Thank you,"

I open my eyes and look at you, searching your face for any sign of disapproval or discomfort. Seeing only acceptance in your gaze, I relax further into your embrace. "No... you didn't," I whisper. "It's my choice." A smile tugs at the corners of my lips as I add, "And I want this."

My breath hitches when you wrap an arm around me, pulling me even closer against your warm body. It feels so right to be here with you like this;

I nestle deeper into your embrace, feeling safe and secure in your arms. As I listen to the steady rhythm of your breathing, my own begins to slow and deepen as well. It's amazing how quickly you've made me feel at ease with you; even though we've only known each other for a short time, it feels like we've been together forever.

I close my eyes, savoring the peacefulness of this moment.

Soon, exhaustion from the long day catches up to her and she drifts off to sleep, her body relaxing against yours as if it's where it's always belonged. In this moment, she feels like she could stay like this forever - safe in your arms, protected by your presence. She trusts you completely and knows that no matter what happens from here on out, you'll be by her side every step of the way.