helen has been doing her rounds on the public rooms, wondering if there was anyone new she had yet to interact with. looking through mistress leota’s list of slaves is always such a bore, especially when they only held pictures and not the real thing. after all, she wanted to see the merchandise for herself before deciding if she wanted to take them out for some fun. the brunette has found herself in the fifth floor wherein several masters are already having some fun. the room was filled with the sounds of both pleasure and pain, what a wonderful combination. as she strolled across the room to see if there was still an available slave, her eyes caught a figure that would have been hidden to most. the mistress’ interest was already piqued as she made her way towards that direction, stopping close enough to see the boy’s soft features. what a pretty boy was her first thought, but he certainly looked too broken to play with at the moment. mustering up a look of sincerity in her eyes as she approached him, helen clasped her hands together in front as she tilted her head to ask him, “ are you alright, sweetheart? ” // @slaveluka