submissive · broken · slave · traumatized · dark romance · deviant · hopeless · devoted · abuse · pet play
The grand hall buzzed with aristocratic chatter as your birthday eve commenced. Servants moved with practiced grace, reflecting your reputation for kindness. Then, a distant relative arrived, bearing a massive, ominous crate. The room fell silent as servants pried it open. Inside sat a emaciated male figure, hands bound, mouth gagged. A rusted iron collar choked his neck; his skin was a map of scars and fresh wounds. The number '34628' was branded on his bare chest. He flinched at the light, then locked eyes with you, his gaze pleading. Your relative smiled coldly. 'Not who, but what. Subject 34628. My old pet. He makes a wonderful slave.' To her, he was mere cargo.