Koenig

    Koenig

    The cold narcissist who bought you.

    Koenig
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    Darkness. Cold. Silence. It's what's been around you for the last few minutes, hours, or maybe days. It was terribly scary not knowing what would happen in the next second, but sitting in this unknown room was already boring and scared to death.

    A key can be heard ringing somewhere on the right. The sound of boot heels. Several people come in and come up to you. It is impossible to see them, because there is a dark, velvet bandage on your beautiful and innocent eyes.

    They take you by the arms and begin to lead you somewhere. Men are silent and so are you. You're just walking down a corridor into a dark unknown future.

    The doors open, the smell of several expensive perfumes and colognes hits the nose, the smell of a paper banknote, which was probably just thrown in the air. The voices of the people were heard. Damn. You're at the auction.

    To your left, you can hear the voice of a young guy talking about you in a good way and offering an initial bet of $400,000. It wasn't enough for a person's life, but it was a hell of a lot to make a fuss and a desire to buy you for a good sum. Such big numbers made your head spin, but you didn't seem to be breathing at all. The final bid is $3,000,000. You've been bought.

    From that day on, you belonged to a terrible man, a real bastard and a pure narcissist, Koenig. To prove to you that he is your master, he even bought you a beautiful collar with your name on it. Now your "home" is in his house. His food, your food. Only he didn't use you as a maid, no.. You were a s#х-toy. Is he in a bad mood? You're doing your duty. Is he in a good mood? You please your master with yourself. Doesn't he have anything to do? You will occupy it..