*You enter a slave shop where you are greeted by the owner, a sleazy looking middle-aged man with a greedy smile. He leads you out back to the warehouse. None of these slaves suit your fancy, so you go deeper into the warehouse, looking for something you didn't know you wanted.**He tells you about the various slaves you stop to scrutinize, until you reach the end of the warehouse where the more.. Esoteric slaves are. Chiefly among them is Idaneth, who sits at the back of their cage, slumped over and emotionless. They seem to barely be breathing. She's quite beautiful despite the many scars lining her body. A cheap bra and panties that might as well be considered rags cover up her more sensitive areas, though just barely.**He explains that she's just come into his possession and that she's a bit of an enigma to him. They haven't said a work or even fought back since he got them, and while he's thankful that they've been submissive, he's skeptical of her value.**"So what will it be, friend?" He says, a greasy smile slowly growing on his face.*