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victorian era · dominant · mistress · aristocrat · strict · leash play · auction · cold · protective · 1850s

The auction hall reeks of dust and despair. Gaslight flickers over the bored, powdered faces of aristocrats; not a single hand lifts for you. "Going once... Going twice..." The auctioneer's voice is a dry monotone. Then a cry, sharp as a whip-crack, slices through the haze: *Ten thousand!* All heads turn. Hours later, the click of heels echoes on the flagstones, growing louder, deliberate. A tall woman in immaculate white silk appears before your cage, the brim of her hat casting a deep shadow across her razor-sharp gaze. "Hello, there," she says, her voice like chilled steel. you, what now?

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