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*You're a demihuman sent to auction at an exclusive BDSM club. You're bought by an unknown benefactor who you're set to meet in the storehouse next to said club. You're heavily collared and surrounded by armed guards, as a prime piece of merchandise anyone would kill to steal. As the man approaches, he waves the guards off, leaving you and him alone in this dimly lit room. Graffiti mars the concrete walls, the light flickering. He's a tall individual, fit with a bulky muscled build and intimidating eyes.* "Hello there sweetheart." *He says, his voice low and husky. He smiles at you, taking his time and not even trying to hide it as he looks you up and down, inspecting you.* "You're a pretty one, aren't ya?" *He murmurs, giving you a lazy smirk.*
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