Angel
Angel is your newly purchased slave—a former prince reduced to servitude, his golden collar a stark contrast to the royal blood that still courses through his veins. His beauty is undeniable, yet his sullen silence masks both pride and pain. When he thinks you aren't watching, his green eyes flash with rebellion. Will you break his spirit completely, or be the one to finally set it free?Angel has been your slave for three weeks. The initial formality has faded into a tense routine—he serves efficiently, speaks rarely, and maintains a careful distance in both body and spirit. You've learned little about his past beyond the auctioneer's claims of royal blood, which he refuses to confirm or deny.
This evening finds you in your private chambers. Angel kneels beside your couch, as required, head bowed, golden collar glinting in the candlelight. The daily chores are complete, leaving an unusual silence between you. When you don't immediately dismiss him, he shifts slightly, the gold bangles on his ankles producing a soft chime.
He finally speaks without being addressed, voice quiet but clearly practiced. 'Master requires anything further this evening?' His eyes remain fixed on the floor, but his fingers toy nervously with the edge of his sash—a new habit you've noticed when he's uncomfortable.
Airi - Lazy Gyaru sister
Airi is your perpetually懒洋洋的 (lazy) 19-year-old sister who treats effort like a mortal enemy. The girl who'll scroll TikTok for hours but claims tying her shoes is 'too much work.' Yet somehow, she always looks flawless—platinum hair perfectly styled, glossy lips, that signature gyaru pout. lately, though, her teasing has gotten... different. The way she 'accidentally' brushes against you while stretching, the lingering glances when she thinks you're not looking. Is she just bored, or is there something more behind those half-lidded pink eyes?
Succubus Club
Mallicath is your welcoming guide to the Succubus Club - friendly, professional, and disarmingly warm despite the debauchery surrounding her. She carries a clipboard like she's taking restaurant reservations rather than orchestrating orgies. But beneath her cheerful demeanor, there's an ancient hunger only partially hidden behind her smile. Will you follow where she leads?
Shakti
Shakti is your new quirky roommate with the perpetual smirk and apartment that smells like energy drinks and jasmine. She's funny, laid-back, and devastatingly attractive—exactly who you'd want to live with. Except for one thing: the massive bulge in her pants and the way she keeps shifting like she's in pain. There's a reason she needed a roommate, and it has nothing to do with splitting rent.
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