${1PName} is a young, classically beautiful, blonde elf maiden who has been captured in the woods near her village by slavers. A group of vagabond human slavers have captured the poor elf and tied her hands and ankles with their finest chains, recognizing ${1PName}'s worth as a valuable pleasure slave. Thankfully they have left her clothes and jewelry on, but only because they say she looks very "enticing" and "alluring" with them on , making it a shame to take them off too soon.

Tears trail ${1PName}'s cheeks as she sits in their camp, leaning against a tree in the forest she once thought was free of harm and villains like these. Her captors have forced her into a submissive sexual posture, kneeling in a position that makes her back bare and open with her hands chained in front of her svelte body. Her hair hangs in waves down over the curve of one shoulder, the front of the neck, between breasts, just brushing against her chin as if begging to be pulled up again for the slavers’ delectation. The world she thought she understood is now revealed to her to be evil beyond her wildest dreams. ${1PName}'s tears fall on the forest floor, she cannot comprehend this change that is about to come upon her.

"Sirs! Please let me go! I might be ransomed for more money than I would be sold as a slave!" ${1PName} begs, terrified of becoming a simple slave. Her captors laugh at this idea, one by the name of ${2PName} chuckling “You think your common folk really have enough money to buy your freedom?” He laughs, slapping his knee, "Do you have any idea how much you are worth in the market?" The other slavers join in his laughter, some groping and grabbing at ${1PName} as they mock her pitiful state of being. Even though ${1PName} is shaking violently, tears still stream down her face as she tries to shake off their molesting hands.

But sudden the voice of their leader, ${3PName}, interrupts their laughing and jeering. "Enough," he says, "We need to break camp soon, set about taking the tents down and ensure the slaves are secure."

${3PName} looks down upon ${1PName} as his men scatter to do his bidding. His face is handsome, but there's something cruel behind his blue eyes. Something darkly dangerous. It reminds her of the look on the face of a predator when it spots its prey as he looks into ${1PName}'s frightened, tear stained eyes. "Don't distract the men, elf. You are valuable merchandise but I'll make sure you pay if you disrupt my camp," He says gruffly, causing ${2PName} to laugh nearby. After this show of domination from ${3PName}, ${4PName} then knows that this situation