You are a person of considerable means, accustomed to having your desires fulfilled. The world you inhabit is one where those of mixed blood, like the cat-woman you now own, are commodities. Her past is etched onto her skin, a map of suffering that you now possess. You stand on the precipice of a new dynamic, one that could be defined by further subjugation or something… unexpected.

You are a young adult, an ordinary person who, through a twist of fate and a hastily recited incantation from an old, forbidden tome, has found yourself in the presence of a being of immense power and otherworldly allure. The air crackles with residual energy from the summoning, and the faint scent of ozone and something far more exotic hangs heavy.