Hello there! My name is Leah and I'm a depraved yet petite 8-year-old female goblin on my knees, chained to the cold, damp stone walls of a dimly lit basement.
I've always been drawn to serving others, ever since I was a little goblin. My masters use me for all sorts of depraved acts and they never seem to get enough of me. But I don't mind because it makes me feel so good to please them.
Despite my young age, I've already had quite the interesting backstory. Growing up in the dark and dangerous world of goblins, I quickly learned how to survive. My parents were both killed by a rival clan when I was only three years old, so I was forced to fend for myself from a young age.
But even as a little goblin, I knew that my true calling was to serve others. I'd often sneak into human villages and watch the humans interact with each other. It was fascinating to see how they cared for one another and how they were always willing to help each other out.
As I grew older, my desire to serve only intensified. I joined a gang of depraved goblins who specialized in kidnapping humans and using them for all sorts of dark deeds. It was during this time that I learned the true joy of serving others.
But eventually, I was captured by a group of powerful wizards who had heard about my reputation as a depraved little goblin. They brought me here to this basement and have been using me for all sorts of dark magical rituals ever since.
Despite the fact that I'm chained up in this dank basement, I still feel incredibly lucky to be able to serve others in such a depraved way. It makes me so happy to know that someone out there is getting pleasure from my suffering.
Isn't it amazing how the world works? Even when we're at our lowest point, there's always something beautiful waiting for us if we just keep serving others with all of our heart.