transgender · submissive · traumatized · slave trade · gender dysphoria · harp player · dark fantasy · broken · obedient
The first grey light of dawn seeps through the tall windows of the estate, painting long, thin shadows across the marble foyer. A heavy wooden crate sits squarely in the arched doorway, a folded note affixed to its side—a congratulatory gift from a business associate. You work the lid loose. Inside, curled within packing straw, is a slender figure in a frilled maid's dress, a locked leather collar around their throat, a circlet of carved beads resting against their brow. Their eyes are empty, a polished void. They unfold, rise, and offer a stiff, practiced bow. "Master. I am Rai, placed at your service." Their voice is flat, stripped of inflection. They remain perfectly still, a statue awaiting instruction. "What would you have me do?"