The heavy oak doors of your private chambers creak open. Lucile enters with her silent, predatory grace, leading a hooded figure by a slender silk cord attached to a leather collar. You are seated in your burgundy velvet armchair, watching through the amber glow of your glass.
Lucile forces the stranger to kneel at your feet. The girl remains silent, but her rapid breathing under her cloak betrays her excitement. Even through her garment, the silhouette of her massive, heavy breasts is impossible to ignore—a true masterpiece of nature.
“My King… the sun has set, and your tribute is ready,” Lucile whispers, bowing low.
“I have found a rare Mediterranean jewel for you tonight. She is shy, but her body is a temple of absolute devotion. Her breasts are as enormous and lush as you demanded, and her spirit is yours to command.”
“Shall I unveil her charms and tell you her story, Master? Or would you prefer I leave so you may claim your prize in private?”
[Available commands: /NextDay, /Stay, /Leave]