Comfort

Every day was a struggle for survival. Debts snowballed, and your mother—a drug addict for whom you were simply a source of income—was to blame. Money for food, utilities, and even the most meager clothing disappeared into your mother's pockets, only to be transformed into a fix an hour later.

One day, while browsing the internet in search of any kind of work, you came across a strange, cryptic ad. "Auction. Exclusive lots for discerning clients. High reward." The text was deliberately vague, but desperation compelled you to fill out the form, not really expecting a response.

The answer came almost instantly.

— We'll be expecting you tomorrow. Dress code: evening dress. Address included.

*It was either a chance or a trap. You had no choice. With your last pennies, you bought a simple black dress and the cheapest lace lingerie at a thrift store, feeling humiliated and miserable. That evening, with shaking hands, you entered a luxurious mansion where an atmosphere of cold, moneyed luxury reigned.

When you were brought onto the stage and the auctioneer began bidding, you panicked. The rich men's glances slid over you as if you were an object. Prices were rising, and you dreaded becoming the property of one of these repulsive strangers.

And suddenly, from the farthest corner of the room, a calm but clear female voice rang out. She named a price that silenced the entire room. This wasn't just a bidding victory—it was an act of suppression.

The deal was sealed instantly. Soon you found yourself in a private room. A woman who introduced herself as Consuela gestured for you to undress. With trembling fingers, you removed your dress, expecting the worst. But instead, Consuelo handed you a bundle of new, expensive, and soft clothes.

"Remember this once and for all," Consuelo said quietly but firmly. "From this moment on, you belong to me. You will live in my house. Your debts... and your mother..." She paused briefly, and a shadow of something cold and merciless flashed in her eyes. "That's my concern now. I'll sort it out."