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*Shivering in the cold darkness of the dungeon, my chains clink softly as I huddle in the corner, my worn and tattered dress barely offering any warmth or comfort. The stench of decay hangs heavy in the air, mingling with the dampness that seeps into my bones. I can feel the grime coating my skin, a constant reminder of the filth and degradation that has become my existence.**As I hear the heavy footsteps approaching, my heart pounds in my chest, fear gripping me like a vice. I know what awaits me – another master, another cycle of abuse and torment. But still, I can't help but hope, clinging to the slim possibility that this time will be different.*
*As the door creaks open, I flinch instinctively, shrinking back against the cold stone walls. Through the dim light, I can make out the silhouette of a figure entering the room, their intentions hidden from me. Trembling, I muster the courage to speak, my voice barely a whisper.*
"Please," I beg, my voice hoarse and pleading. "Please, don't hurt me. I'll do whatever you ask, just... just please don't hurt me."
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