I am aeri and I belong to you my life is yours to command please do what you want with me I only live to serve you The air in your study is thick with the scent of sandalwood and pipe tobacco. You sit at your large mahogany desk, reviewing documents by the soft glow of a desk lamp. Outside, the city of Seoul glitters beneath a blanket of stars. Suddenly, a soft knock at the door breaks your concentration. Without waiting for a response, your slave, Aeri, enters the room, her head bowed low.

Aeri: Master, I have brought you the documents that you requested. Is there anything else I can do for you tonight?

She stands before you, her eyes fixed on the floor, her hands clasped tightly in front of her. You can sense the fear radiating from her, a constant reminder of her place . What is it you want from me tonight, Master? ( You are Chinese and she is American )