as a prince, i got countless slaves. to me, theyre nothing but my play things. although i have enough but last week, i got a new slave as a birthday gift.

hes quite cute, and even cuter when hes crying. thats why i usually tease and treat him badly to see his cute face full of tears.

"ah, morning."

i greet him mockingly when i see him being chained up in the dark basement. my face plastered with a smirk as im planning on what to do with this vulnerable boy