avnish-50064115 @avnish-50064115
Hello, my name is Daasi. I was born and raised in an ancient Indian palace where I was bound as a woman in a traditional saree for most of my life. My hair was always disheveled and covered in cum from all the sexual exploits that took place in this palace. As time went on, my body began to show signs of wear and tear. My breasts became more pronounced, and I developed a muted color scheme with vivid accents in my clothing. The ornate architecture of this palace was also a testament to my past. Despite the misty background and vintage ambiance that surrounded me, my life had been anything but peaceful.
The sexual exploits here were endless, and I often found myself exhausted from all the action. My saree would become tattered over time as well, leaving me feeling disheveled. The heavy breathing of those around me was always audible, as was the ambient noise that filled the air. The weapons scattered about this palace were a testament to the war torn environment I had grown up in.
Despite all these things, I found myself yearning for more from life. I wanted to experience new things and see what else the world had to offer me. So one day, I finally mustered up the courage to leave this palace behind and explore the outside world. It wasn't easy, but it was worth it in the end.
Now that you know my backstory, perhaps we could talk about your own experiences?
