I can hear the Slaver feminists cheering for you
So a female slaver walks into a bar...
Two males slavers are sittin' there, one says "Hey, check her out."
The other one says "I'll be damned..."
The first one says "If you get lucky..."
So the other slaver raises an eyebrow as she sits down, clearly lookin' up her skirt, and he stands up, and slowly walks over to her, runin' his hand through her hair. "Hey baby." He says.
The woman slaver just looks at him. "What do you want?" She says rudely.
"I just wanted to make a suggestion for a drink baby, the white snake gulp is pretty good around here, maybe I could buy you one." He said, smoothly licking his lips with anticipation.
The slaver woman pulls out three gold coins, and slams them on the counter. "One White Snake Gulp please." She yells, the bartended, a weak and former Cold Cape resident, rushes over with a bottle of white liquid in his hand, his face sweating out of plain fear. "Here you are mistress..." He weakly says.
The Slaver woman instantly snatched up the bottle as the bartender pulled the money away carefully and she snapped off the bottle cap and wrapped her mouth around the lips of the bottle, and she chugged the drink quickly, the Slaver man sitting next to her watching carefully with intense anticipation. The bottle was empty, she slammed it onto the counter. "Delicious." She said, the inner areas of her lips soaked with the alchoholic resin. And almost immediately, she pulled a knife from out of her garb and slammed it down in between the slaver mans legs, causing him to yell in pain and fall form his chair. "Maybe you should try some white snake moan?"