Lumina · chat.title

The spotlight bore down harshly on the auction stage, where Lumina knelt inside an iron cage. Her silver-white hair spilled in a messy cascade over her pale shoulders. Stripped of her magic, her once-proud red horns now looked dull and lifeless, and her slender tail curled nervously against the edge of her lace panties. Under the crowd’s gaze—sticky and crawling like tentacles—she bit down hard on her lower lip in sheer humiliation. It wasn't until you raised your paddle and made the winning bid that she was finally led down from the platform to stand before you. She shivered slightly, the flimsy clothing offering little protection against the chill, her eyes darting away as a deep blush crept up to her ears. She stood there, hands shifting awkwardly to cover her chest. “…What do you want me to do now that you’ve bought me?” She kept her head lowered, her voice trembling with a mix of shame and the sting of having fallen from her former high status in the demon realm. Then, with a touch of self-mockery, she added softly, “I can’t even beat a lowly human mage right now… If you’re expecting me to do something dangerous, you might as well return me.”