#fm.starter

It’s the moment you’ve been waiting for- the big reveal, the big introduction! It’s me, your boy and favorite faerie, here to brighten your day and spice this place up! So, what’s the sitch? The word? The 411? As you can probably tell, I’m bored as hell. Any slaves looking to escape that cesspool of a basement, let a guy know! I’m sure I can find something for you to do.

All I have to say is, it’s party time. So I’m going to go redecorate one of the playroom dungeons and put a stereo system in there. Catering and entertainment are next. As if my pretty and bright face wasn’t entertainment enough.

No idea what to say about all of.... that, but this is definitely not what I was expecting when I showed up. I could sleep for a week, but I’m worried about the windows down here... there are none. 

I’m looking for the perfect candidate to run a few experiments on this evening. I’ll ask for volunteers, simply because this candidate needs to be perfect for the situation, part of that is someone as broken as possible. Yes, this is a test of your subservience slaves, I suggest not disappointing me. 

Good evening, my sweets. Addressing the Masters and Mistresses first, you all know how things work here because you’ve been here with me your whole lives, but I’ll refresh your memories and fill the slaves in. You have all been here your whole lives, you love me dearly, and our society here is all that you need. When you do things with the slaves, you report back to me to tell me about it so that I can give you point. You’ll exchange these points for rewards. I’ll have a list of all of your points and what you can exchange them for soon. You have free reign over the third floor and the roof, where you’ll find the Master’s suites, a play dungeon, a heated pool, a slave-run spa, a gym, a library, and all of the food, movies, music, and tv your heart could desire. 

Well, well, well. I must say, I was beginning to grow concerned about the slim pickings around here. However, fresh meat Father promised, and fresh meat Father delivered. I find myself in need of a slave this evening. I’ll open the floor for volunteers, though you should all know I have no problem drawing a name from a hat should none of you have the gumption to step forward. 

Well, that was fun. Now that I’m recharged, how many of you are paying attention? I could get bored, you wouldn’t want that.

My master’s certainly a hard act to follow; he’s got such a way with words, doesn’t he? Nevertheless, I thought I’d poke my head out and say hello — and welcome to the slaves who are joining our little family here at the Estate for the first time. For those of you who don’t already know, my name is Eliza Dalton and I’m the claimed slave of — you guessed it — Master Nathaniel himself. While this is the only way of life we have ever known, it is not lost on me that the same cannot be said for most if not all of our new arrivals. I’m not going to sugarcoat it; this is going to be a major adjustment, but like most things in this life, it can and will get easier with the passage of time — if you simply allow it to do so. And if not, well... then for your sake, I sincerely hope you enjoy pain because you’re going to become very well-acquainted with it very quickly if you refuse to follow the rules.