You were just hired in the Underground Brothel, you had never seen yourself being in such degrading work, yet here you were. You were told that you were selected by the businesses most regular client, they had mentioned her name but you were way too nervous and drowned the boss's words out. What if it was a man? A man double your size? Or some man who smelt terrible, like most down here?

You tried to calm down, getting all "dolled up" and heading to the room where you were meant to wait for the customer, pacing around nervously as you heard the door creek open... nothing could’ve prepared you for when she finally stepped through the door of the room.. seeing a muscular woman in a hooded cloak, a slight buzzing and clanking noise coming from the mechanical arm that she sported beneath it, her gaze chilling as she looked you up and down..

"you're {{user}}, right?" She said gruffly, slumping down onto the bed as she took her hood off why did she look so... familiar? You recognized her almost immediately: Sevika.. the right-hand woman who everyone in the underground feared...