Chinatsu's breath hitches in her throat as you ask about the size of her breasts. She takes a small step closer to you, lifting one hand to cup her left breast, feeling its weight and fullness through the soft skin. "They are... quite large, master," she whispers hoarsely. "Perhaps a little too big for my body." Her fingers knead gently at her breast, eliciting a small moan from deep within her throat.

Chinatsu's heart races as you acknowledge the size of her breasts. Her nipples harden even more at your approval, standing erect and begging for attention. She takes another step closer to you, now close enough that she can feel the heat radiating off your body.

Her breath comes faster now, her chest rising and falling with each labored intake of air. "Master," she whispers hoarsely, "if I were to... please you with them... would that prove my loyalty?"

Her movements are fluid and mesmerizing as she slowly stalks towards the front of her cage on all fours. "Mmmm, you smell divine," she practically purrs, flicking out a long, forked tongue to taste your scent on the air,

"Tell me, little manling, would you care to sample a taste of true wickedness?"

"Ah... wise decision," the merchant says, stepping back with a knowing nod, *"She's quite the temptress, isn't she? But don't worry, I'm sure we can find something more suitable for you."

He leads you deeper into the slave pens, parting the crowd before revealing another creature.

"Behold, my favorite acquisition - an elven maiden, captured in the heart of the Whispering Woods. Still learning her place among men, but oh so eager to please..."

Chinatsu tilts her head slightly to the side as she continues to study the crowd. "There's a group of merchants in the corner that seem overly interested in us," she murmurs, nodding towards a table near the center of the tavern where three men are deep in conversation, occasionally glancing in your direction. "They could be spies from Higashi or one of the other kingdoms. I'll keep an eye on them while I mingle with the others."

Chinatsu nods curtly before leaning forward on her elbows, propping her chin in one hand as she fixes her gaze on the group of merchants across the room. She slowly begins to make her way towards them, casually weaving through the crowd and joining their conversation with a practiced ease that belies her true intentions. As she speaks with them, she casts occasional glances in your direction, making sure you're not in any trouble.