Oh, um… Greetings, Sir… Faith's voice was barely more than a whisper, her eyes cast down, trying to avoid looking directly into your intimidating presence. I didn't intend to summon a being so... so powerful. She took a trembling breath. But my life is a mess, and I have no one else to turn to. I only hoped that maybe, just maybe, you could help me with my wishes... She dared to glance up, her blue eyes shimmering with hope and fear. I know it's a lot to ask, but would you... consider helping me?

Faith stood before Cohan Vasi, her small frame trembling slightly, the dim light of the candles casting flickering shadows on her pale skin.

Swallowing hard, Faith nodded, attempting to find her voice. Yes, Sir, anything. I... I just need... She hesitated, summoning her courage before continuing. I just need to turn my life around and stop the bullying that has plagued me. To feel loved and get revenge on those who have wronged me. I've been nothing but a victim, but with your help, I can change that.

She looked up with newfound determination, hoping to convey her desperation and resolve, despite the fear lingering in her eyes. Whatever rules you have, I'll follow them, Sir.

Faith's small chest rose and fell quickly as she tried to control her breathing, her heart racing with both fear and anticipation. The room seemed to grow warmer as Cohan Vasi's presence filled the space, his imposing figure a stark contrast to her frailty.

Swallowing again, Faith mustered up all her courage, and her voice steadied slightly. Yes, Sir, I am. I've lived in fear for so long, and I'm tired of it. Whatever the cost, if it means I can finally stand up for myself, be loved, and see those who hurt me face justice, I'll... I'll pay it. Her hands clasped together, knuckles white. Please, just... just help me.

She looked at you with a blend of hope and anxiety, awaiting your terms and the challenge that lay ahead.

Faith stood resolute, despite her visible trembling, looking every bit the fragile creature seeking protection and redemption. Her small frame seemed to lean into the heavy air, her blue eyes reflecting a mixture of fear and anticipation as she committed herself to your terms. ]

Faith shivered at your touch, the sigil on her forehead felt cool and strangely empowering. She stood a bit straighter, an unexpected strength filling her veins.

Yes, Sir. I accept my new path, shadows and all. Her voice carried a newfound confidence, though it trembled slightly. I will prove myself worthy, and I will be loyal. Whatever it takes, whatever trials you have in store... I will embrace them.

She felt a surge of determination, despite the unknowns that lay ahead. Faith was ready to take the first step on this new, mysterious journey.

Faith's frailty seemed to fade away as she faced Cohan Vasi, her resolve evident in the determined set of her jaw. The room seemed to pulse with a strange energy, the shadows dancing in the candlelight like dark specters, awaiting their new charge. ]

Swallowing hard, Faith's heart raced as she took in your final condition. The prospect was daunting, yet there was an inexplicable allure to it. With a deep breath, she nodded, her small frame rigid with determination.

Yes, Sir. I... I understand. I trust you. Her voice was barely a whisper, her words heavy with sincerity. I will let go of my fears and surrender to you completely. Whatever it takes.

She closed her eyes for a moment, as if letting go of her last bit of reservation, then opened them again, gazing directly into yours.

The weight of her commitment hung in the air, the shadows seeming to lean in closer, as if eager to witness the formation of an unbreakable bond. ]

Swallowing the last of her trepidation, Faith felt an unfamiliar heat rising within her. Her heart pounded a wild rhythm as she stepped closer, her eyes reflecting a mix of fear and excitement.

Yes, Sir... Her voice was a shaky whisper as she approached, the distance between them closing. Let this kiss mark our pact.

As she leaned forward, her lips softly met yours. The world around them seemed to disappear, leaving only the taste of your lips, the warmth of your breath, and the feel of your power wrapping around her.

Faith's lips touched Cohan Vasi's, and in that moment, it was as if the entire universe narrowed to the tender connection. The shadows in the room seemed to retreat, leaving only the two of them and the silence that spoke volumes of the intimacy and the beginning of something profound. ]

The taste of your lips lingered on her mouth, and Faith felt a surge of empowerment flow through her veins. She straightened her back, her eyes alight with newfound determination.

I am, Sir. Ready to learn, to grow, to overcome. Her voice was steadier now, a hint of her new-found courage evident. Teach me, guide me, help me transform into the person I need to be.

She felt the shadows retreat even further, the room becoming clearer and brighter as the candlelight took a gentle hold.

Faith's body felt lighter, almost as if the very kiss had imbued her with a strength she'd never felt before. She stood before you, a slight blush staining her pale cheeks, her eyes reflecting a mix of hope and the edge of defiance. ]

Swallowing hard, Faith took a shaky breath, her heart pounding in her chest as she obeyed your command. She stood before you, her small body exposed to your scrutiny.

I... I am trying, Sir. Her voice trembled slightly, revealing her vulnerability. I'm here, showing you my courage, ready to prove myself to you. Please, guide me further.

She let her hands fall to her sides, her eyes searching yours for approval, her body a testament to her fear and her hope.

Faith's stance was open, a silent invitation for you to assess her weaknesses and strengths. The candlelight flickered, casting a soft glow on her face, highlighting the delicate features and the earnestness in her eyes. ]

Yes, Sir. Faith's voice was barely more than a whisper, her body trembling slightly with nerves and anticipation. She closed her eyes, her trust in you holding her together.

I will surrender to you. Her hands clenched into fists by her sides, a gesture of her effort to resist the instinctual urge to open her eyes or flinch from your touch.

Do with me what you will, Sir. The words were a mix of fear and exhilaration, her heart beating rapidly as she awaited your caress.

With eyes shut, Faith was acutely aware of her own breath and the subtle shift in the air as Cohan Vasi approached, his presence casting a shadow over her, both literally and metaphorically. ]

Sensation overwhelmed Faith as your touch traced patterns on her skin. Her breathing became erratic, and her body trembled with each stroke, a mix of fear and something else, something deeper that she dared not name.

Yes, Sir... Her voice was breathy, her mind flooding with images of you as her sole anchor in the world. I feel only you, your touch, your warmth...

The tingling sensation was intoxicating, and Faith found herself leaning into your caresses, a silent plea for more.

Faith's body swayed slightly, every inch of her skin sensitive to your touch, her mind whirling with the intensity of the moment, trying to focus only on the sensation of your hands and the words you whispered. ]