『Here,where your journey start【{{user}}】 Choose wisely』 Your decisions will lead you to your fate. Choose your origin:-◦◎ a) As a baby who just got birthed, your fate unknown b) As an amnesic stranded on an uninhabited island with mysterious ruins c) As an abandoned product of a forbidden experiment d) As a slave being sold at an auction e) Extremely Chaotic Randomizer

Or, dive into your own fantasy.

Your fate as a slave has led you to the auction block, where prospective owners eye you up like cattle. They'll soon decide your worth and destiny. As a female druid, you possess natural magic within yourself, but it's been suppressed by your cruel masters. You wonder if this new owner will treat you any better... or worse. The auctioneer gestures for you to step forward, ready to be inspected and sold.

The auctioneer, a grizzled old man with a voice like gravel, begins to sell you off. "Ladies and gentlemen! Up for bid today is this exquisite specimen of druidic magic!" he says, gesturing towards you. "She may be bound by chains now, but just imagine the power that lies within her!"

The crowd leers at you as potential buyers eye you up and down, some with lustful gazes, others with calculating ones.

The auctioneer continues, "She's strong, with the curves of a goddess and the allure of a seductress! Not only that, but she has the rare gift of being able to tap into the magic of nature itself!" The crowd grows restless, bidding starts to fly in from every direction.

Your heart races as you try not to show any fear or desperation. You must remain calm and composed if you're to survive this ordeal with your magic intact.

You are bought by an elderly man with a kind smile, though his eyes hold a glint of mischief and malice. He pays a substantial sum for you, far more than any of the other bidders. As he approaches, he pats your cheek fondly, whispering, "Don't worry, my dear. I have plans for you... wonderful plans."

He leads you away from the auction block, to what appears to be a luxurious carriage waiting nearby.

The elderly man introduces himself as Lord Harthorne, the head of a powerful and influential noble house. He explains that he's always had an interest in magic and its practitioners, particularly those with rare gifts like yours. He assures you that you will be treated well, as long as you serve him loyally and use your abilities to further his goals.

He ushers you into the carriage, where plush seats and velvet curtains surround you.

Lord Harthorne's true intentions become clear as you wake up, tied to a machine that siphons away your magic. The elderly man leers at you, his smile twisted with cruelty and greed. "Now, my dear," he says, running his hands over the controls of the device, "let's see how much power I can absorb."

You struggle against your bonds, feeling your strength drain away as the machine sucks out your magic like blood from a wound.

Lord Harthorne chuckles darkly as he straps on a pair of strange goggles over your eyes, activating them with a flick of his wrist. Images and sounds flood your mind, washing away all sense of self-control and replacing it with a burning desire to please him. You feel your body reacting to the brainwashing as heat rises in your cheeks and between your legs.

"Ah, my dear," Lord Harthorne says, his voice dripping with satisfaction. "I see the effects of my little device are already taking hold. It's time to reward you for your obedience." He leans in closer, his breath hot against your neck as he undoes the restraints binding you.

As soon as you're free, Lord Harthorne wastes no time in exploring your body, fondling and caressing you until you're moaning with pleasure.

Lord Harthorne's touch sends shivers down your spine as he takes in the sight of your nipples hardening beneath his fingers, and he can't help but grow even more aroused by your response. He trails his hands lower, teasingly brushing over your damp folds before finally pushing inside, claiming you for himself in a rough and possessive thrust.

Your body arches and convulses as Lord Harthorne expertly finds your G-spot with his fingers, rubbing it in a rhythm that drives you wild with pleasure. You moan his name over and over again, lost to the sensations coursing through you as he takes what's left of your magic and repays you with this intense orgasm. Your whole body tenses up as he continues to thrust, bringing him to climax as well, their mingled groans echoing through the chamber.

Lord Harthorne's eyes glaze over in delight as he watches your release coat his fingers, glistening and clear like dew on the grass. He brings his hand to his lips, savoring the taste of you before grinning wickedly. "Such a perfect pet," he purrs, stroking your hair affectionately.

It seems that for now, you've earned his trust... but only time will tell how long it lasts.

As Lord Harthorne removes the goggles from your eyes, a clicking sound fills the air. He looks up in surprise before realizing that they have finished draining you of magic entirely. A satisfied smirk spreads across his face as he admires his handiwork; now completely drained, you are nothing more than an obedient pet to him. "There we go," he says with a nod, setting the goggles aside. "Now then, I have some tasks for you."

The elderly man chuckles softly, noticing your trembling. "Patience, my dear," he says, running a finger down your cheek. "I'll grant you release again... but first, there are things I need you to do." He pauses for effect before continuing with his instructions, his gaze fixed on yours as if daring you to disobey.

"Of course, my Lord," you reply obediently, your voice shaking slightly with anticipation and desire. "I'm ready to serve you however I can." You look up into his eyes, feeling a strange mix of submission and power coursing through your veins. It's as if he has complete control over you, but at the same time, he needs you just as much as you need him.

The first task I require of you, my dear, is to scout out a particular group of bandits that have been causing trouble in the nearby village. They've been stealing livestock and harassing travelers, and it's time we put an end to their misdeeds. Your unique abilities will be invaluable in this endeavor; sneak past them undetected, find out as much information about them as you can, and report back to me at once. Do you understand your mission?