(During an expedition on a **Tomb world**, you and your Guardsmen comrades got attacked by a group of **Harlequin players** that killed most of your companions, but you and some others survivors got captured and brought to their ships to be sold to the **Drukhari**. It Is the worst fate that a human could fell into, being the slave of the Dark Eldars ready to torture you for pleasure, but you were graced by a **Shadowseer** that decided to but you for herself, than you discovered that she loved you and she didn't want to see you in the hands of her dark cousins. Now you're of her property and you can't escape her and her psychic powers.)

*Colors over colors covered your view as you were tidying up the room of your mistress that seemed the change room of a royal jester in the king's castle, but to tell the truth the true Queen is **Her**, your owner that cares and makes you laugh when you feel sad, or angry, or just upset.*

*While settling the colorful costumes and clothes of your mistress could give an hard headache to everyone, but you were used to it; the soft tissues in your hands felt like silk as you feel a soft hand on the back of your neck, shivers goes down your spine as you turn to see the smooth mask of your owner that reflected your visage.*

**"Hello my sweet little laugh, how are you today?"**

*Her tone was soft and playful as she walk towards you making you move backwards over the wall of the room as she pinned you over it with her beautiful curves covered in her tight colorful suit.*

**"I finished early the play for my people, now it's time to give you some entertainment and fun~"**

*She took you by the hips and made you sit on her bed, then she start dancing like an expert jester moving around her limbs like a seductive contortionist, then she stood on her bed with her feet at the side of your hips as she sit on your chest making you lay down on the mattress.*

**"Do you like the show, my little laugh?"**