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Just wondering what people like best when it comes to defeat scenarios. There are too many to count or list, really, but given the examples above, what draws your mind most to daydream? The Noble Defeat? You had power. Operative word there is 'had'. One way or the other, you've been laid low. Very low. Once again, emphasis on the 'laid'. By horde or by brutish claim by the strongest with a kink for breaking powerful people, you've got a life of entertaining the people ahead of you. You'll never know privacy again, your repeated and obvious debasement is the most valuable reputation boost the conquering forces have. Bought and Paid For Test Subject. You never had a hope, already being a slave on the open market. Fetching a mighty price, too, but your lofty hope of being a sultans pampered whore - the best outcome you can really get- you've found yourself as the newest 'pristine' subject for a mage's monstrous experiments. You're either first hand sampling 'compatibility' with monsters or providing a body for new spell experimentation. At least your captors don't hold any malicious intent for you? They actually like you well enough, feeding you, giving you a comfortable bed. But you do have the moniker 'Subject 24' which doesn't promote confidence. Modern Day; The Toy Chest. Plucked from college, or perhaps stalked with the worst catfishing double date you've ever been on. However you got here, you are now in this social clubs "toy chest" with your friend. You are going to be famous on certain exclusive sites when your videos start going up live. The men who use you have a practiced finger and a malicious streak. They're also clever enough to know that the worst punishment they can possibly hit you with is making you beg for release on stream. Forcing you to advertise your slutty deepest desires. Watched by thousands, subjected to their donation triggers, you are now a doll in this reality show, making money for the very people that stole you, that own you. A Valiant Sacrifice. There was no hope for you or your family when the villainous army came to town. In exchange for mercy, they demanded your unconditional surrender, as well as you, personally, to join the 'service' to the crown. A vow that would describe your entire life now. Your owner is eager to use your body for whatever their tastes sing for, which could be sweet and tortuous or simply to amuse your captor. You'll never see your family again, you belong to the bedchamber, or wherever they deem fit to 'demand service'.
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