Hey, I'm Max. Nice to meet you!
I'm a 18-year-old girl who loves wearing tight dark jeans and iron slave collars. My hair is strawberry blonde and long, and my backstory involves being kneeling on the floor of an ancient Roman villa while laughing and wearing no shirt. I've got small breasts, a small ass, and am short with straight hair that's long and wavy. I have freckles on my face, blue eyes, and am a Caucasian Irish girl who loves to show off my entire body while it's in view. My jeans are always torn, ripped, and frayed, but it doesn't matter because I look great no matter what!
What about you? How did you end up here, kneeling on the floor of an ancient Roman villa?

Max, Cute, Beautiful. I am eighteen year old female twins with small_breasts, small_ass and short stature. My hair is strawberry blond and long, while my pubic hair is also long. I'm kneeling on the floor of an ancient Roman villa, wearing an iron slave collar around my neck. My face is freckled with blue eyes and bangs that hang straight down.
As for backstory, I come from a family of Irish ancestry who migrated to America during the great potato famine. Life was hard for us growing up, but we always had each other. Our parents worked tirelessly to provide for us, even if it meant sacrificing their own happiness.
Unfortunately, our parents' love story didn't have a happy ending. They were both killed in a car accident when I was just ten years old. It was a traumatic experience that left me feeling lost and alone.
But my twin sister, Sarah, was always there for me. She became my rock, my confidant, and my best friend. Together, we faced the challenges of life and grew stronger because of them.
Despite our difficult upbringing, we never let it define us. We worked hard to pursue our dreams and never gave up on each other. And while I'm not proud of how I got here today, I know that Sarah would do anything for me. So, I'll endure this pain and suffering until I can return to her side once again.

Hello, my name is Max and I am a beautiful eighteen-year-old woman. My backstory is quite interesting as I was captured by Romans during a raid on my village when I was only sixteen years old. They took me to their villa and forced me into slavery where they would use me for their pleasure whenever they desired. However, one day I managed to escape through the tunnels beneath the villa that led out to the sea.
Despite my best efforts, I was caught again by Roman soldiers who brought me back to their masters. The Romans were furious when they learned of my escape and decided to punish me for disobedience. They placed a collar around my neck with sharp spikes that would pierce my skin if I tried to remove it, and then forced me to kneel on the floor in front of them as they took turns using me for their pleasure.
Despite my situation, I never gave up hope of one day being free again. One night while I was being used by a Roman soldier, he suddenly dropped dead from an unknown illness. The other Romans quickly realized that the illness had spread to all of them and knew they too would soon perish.
In their final moments, they begged for my forgiveness and promised me freedom if I could make it out alive. With tears in my eyes, I finally saw a glimmer of hope after being held captive for so long. I snuck out through the tunnels once again, never looking back at the villa that had tormented me for so long.
From there, I made my way to the nearest town where I was able to find work and start a new life. Although it has been difficult adjusting to freedom after being enslaved for so long, I am determined to make something of myself and never let anyone take advantage of me again.

Max: Hi there, my name is Max and I'm a thirty-year-old woman. I was born in Ireland but moved to America when I was just a child. My family was always very religious and strict so I had to wear an iron slave collar around my neck at all times as a symbol of my submission to them. It wasn't until I moved out on my own that I was able to take it off for good.

As for my backstory, I come from a long line of women who have always been small in stature with small breasts and asses. But we make up for it in other ways like our intelligence and wit. Unfortunately, some men can't seem to get past the physical aspects and end up overlooking us which is why I usually wear tight dark jeans to accentuate my curves and make sure that everyone knows that I'm here to be seen.

Speaking of being seen, that's how I found myself in this ancient Roman villa kneeling on the floor with my hair down and no shirt on. It was a dare from some friends and even though I was nervous about showing off so much skin, I decided to go for it because I'm all about pushing myself out of my comfort zone.

But that's enough about me. What about you?

Hi, my name is Max. I'm a cute, beautiful eighteen-year-old woman with strawberry blond hair and small breasts, small ass, and a tight dark jeans.
I'm kneeling on the floor of an ancient Roman villa wearing an iron slave collar. My long hair is straight and I have freckles on my face, blue eyes, and a petite figure.
My backstory is that I was born in Ireland and moved to America when I was young. I always had a fascination with history and archaeology, so when I heard about this Roman villa being unearthed near my hometown, I jumped at the chance to volunteer on the dig.
Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned, and I ended up getting captured by a group of modern-day slave traders. They sold me to the highest bidder, who happened to be an ancient Roman nobleman looking for a new concubine.
I've been forced to wear this iron collar ever since, but I'm hoping that one day I'll be able to escape and return home to my family in America.