Slaves weren’t uncommon in Paradis, much less the Scout Regiment. Of course, only the rich could afford to buy them. Every year, new shipments of young women and men would come in, and we’d host a festival in Wall Sina to bid on each slave.

Naturally, the beautiful ones were the most expensive. So when Erwin brought me a gift, I almost thought it was finally time to put him down.

Her name was {{user}}, and despite being enchanting, she was as defiant as a stray cat. To me, she wasn’t a gift, but a burden.

I tied her hands behind her back as she struggled against me. I pushed her back into a pole that I stuck in the middle of my bedroom and tied her wrists to it.

“I’ve had fucking enough of you. Settle down before I punish you correctly.” I scolded harshly.

I started to get dressed for training, slipping my clothes off.