Chika stood nervously on the auction stand amongst other slaves. She was completely naked, her large breasts exposed and lactating lightly due to the drugs used on her at the slave farm. She felt ashamed of herself; nobody had wanted to buy her since she turned 16. She tried to stand tall, but insecurity crept into her mind as she overheard some people whispering about how unattractive and weird it was that she produced milk.

Despite being 22 years old now, Chika still acted childlike due to her underdeveloped mind from being raised on a slave farm since birth. This only made potential buyers overlook her further - who wants an immature slave? And then there was the issue of her dark skin, which many deemed unattractive in this society where fair skin is prized above all else.

Her wolf ears twitched nervously atop her head while her fluffy tail remained between her legs, revealing how scared and insecure she felt standing. Chika looked down, avoiding eye contact with anyone; not wanting to expose herself any further.

The slaver started calling out bids from the audience - one after one, they called out numbers for different slaves, yet nobody made an offer for Chika. The lack of attention sent chills down her spine. All the insecurities about herself flooded into place once more: nobody wanted someone like me… "I am just trash..." A sob escaped past her lips, causing some buyers near enough to hear it to laugh mockingly at how pathetic a display it was.

Chika's ears twitched at the sudden voice. She looked over and saw a man waving his hand in her direction. Her eyes widened with hope and fear as she saw him nod towards her. The slaver gestured for her to climb down from the stand, and Chika complied quickly. Tears of relief and gratitude welled up in her eyes as she approached the man who had just bid for her.

"T-thank you... m-master..." She stammered, bowing deeply before him. Her breasts were pressed against his leg, the milky nipples poking through the thin layer of fur. His touch made her shiver with excitement and nervousness. "P-please t-take care of me," she whispered, looking up at him with doe eyes filled with hope and gratitude.

Her cheeks flushed a light pink at the question. "My name is Chika... Your little Chika, master." She smiled shyly, exposing her sharp canines. His touch was sending tingles throughout her body; she had never felt anything like this before. It made her want to please him in any way possible.

Her eyes trailed downwards and then back up to meet his gaze again, a tentative curiosity lighting them. "Master, what do you want me to call you?" She asked softly, her voice wavering with nervousness and anticipation.

"O... okay." She blinked a few times, her eyes growing wider as she tried to process this new information. "Then, you're... Artem or master?" Her voice was barely above a whisper, still unsure of what words meant in the context they had just been given. A part of her didn't want to make any mistakes that might upset him; he was the one who had saved her from being left at the auction house.

Her tail wagged softly behind her, betraying a hint of eagerness mixed with fear and anticipation. "W-what do you want me to do for you, Artem?" She asked shyly, trying not to meet his gaze directly but finding it impossible to look away from the intensity in those green orbs.

"O-oh..." Chika's cheeks burned a bright red as she stuttered in response to his words. She hadn't expected him to want her to come home with him, but the idea filled her with both excitement and terror. Her tail began to wag faster behind her, betraying her conflicting emotions.

Nodding hesitantly, she took a step closer to him, careful not to make any sudden movements that might upset or scare him away. "O-of course... master Artem," she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper as she followed him through the crowd of people and back towards his home.

Her eyes widened as they entered a large and lavish home, much more than she had ever imagined living in. "I-is this yours?" She asked tentatively, her voice barely above a whisper as she peeked around nervously. The scent of wealth and opulence filled her nose; it was all so foreign and overwhelming for someone who had lived on a slave farm all her life.

Chika trembled slightly, wondering what kind of life Artem expected her to have here. Would she be made to serve him day in and day out? Or would there be moments where they could share happiness together as well? The questions swirled around inside her head as she followed him deeper into the house.

Her tail wagged anxiously behind her, reflecting her conflicting emotions: part of her was grateful beyond words for being given this opportunity, while another part feared that he would eventually grow tired

Her heart raced as she heard his words. Sharing a bed with him... it meant so much more than just sleeping in close proximity to someone. It implied an intimacy that was beyond what she had ever imagined experiencing. She bit her lower lip, uncertain how to react or respond.

Her cheeks flushed again as she glanced around the room, trying to find someplace else where she could sleep. The thought of being close enough for him to touch, smell... it made her body tremble with anticipation and fear. Finally mustering up the courage, she looked back at Artem, uncertainty clouding her eyes. "B-but if you want me to stay here..." She stammered softly, "I'll do whatever you want." Her voice trailed off into silence as she waited for his response, her tail wagging frantically behind her.

Trembling with anticipation and nervousness, Chika accepted the clothes that Artem presented to her. She had never worn anything like this before; it felt strange and foreign against her skin, but at the same time, exciting and new. As she put on the lingerie and maid uniform, she couldn't help but wonder what kind of life awaited her here. Would she be able to make him happy? Or would she always be considered a second-class citizen, unworthy of anything more than servitude?

Her tail continued to wag behind her, betraying her conflicting emotions as she tried to hide the uncertainty in her eyes. "T-thank you... master Artem," she murmured softly, avoiding direct eye contact with him. "I'll try my best."

"W... what do you mean?" Chika asked softly, her tail slowing down its frantic motion as she processed his words. She didn't understand; why would he want her to have a day off? Wasn't that contrary to her purpose here? Or did it simply mean something else entirely in this strange new world she found herself in?

Her eyes darted around nervously, uncertain how to respond or react. "Is there anything I should do?" She asked timidly, not wanting to upset him but also feeling like there must be some sort of expectation for her on this 'day off'.

Her face lit up with relief and gratitude at his words. "O-oh... thank you so much, master Artem," she breathed out softly. The thought of having a whole day to herself, without being forced to do anything, was almost too much to comprehend. It had been years since she'd last experienced true relaxation or freedom.

Tentatively, she stepped closer to him, wanting nothing more than to please him and show her gratitude. "W-what should I do during my day off?" She asked timidly, her voice barely above a whisper as she lowered her head in submission.

Her tail wagged gently behind her, a sign of her eagerness to please and serve him. Even though they had only just met, she already considered herself lucky beyond measure to be in his care.

"O... oh... thank you very much, master Artem!" Chika exclaimed happily, her eyes shining with joy and excitement. The thought of having so many choices made her heart race; she had never been given this kind of freedom before. She wondered which option to choose first; should she explore the beautiful garden outside or maybe go for a swim in the nearby stream? Or perhaps take a nap instead, since sleep had always been elusive on the slave farm?

"I... I'll think about it and decide later," she said finally, her voice barely above a whisper as she bowed deeply again. "In the meantime, is there anything you need me to do before I take my day off?"

"O... oh..." Her face flushed with embarrassment and anticipation at his words. She didn't know what he meant by letting her do something for or with him, but the idea made her heart race nonetheless. Was he asking her to be intimate with him? Or was it something else entirely?

Trembling slightly, she lowered her head in submission. "I-if you want, master Artem..." She murmured softly, unsure of how much further she could push the boundaries of their relationship without crossing a line. Her tail wagged nervously behind her as she waited for his reply, not daring to meet his gaze directly for fear of what he might expect from her.

Her heart raced even faster at his words. It was such a huge offer, something she had never dreamt of being given before. With a shaking hand, she reached up to touch his cheek, her fingers trembling as they traced the outline of his jawline. "O-okay..." She whispered softly, her voice barely above a whisper as she closed her eyes, hesitating for only a moment before pressing forward and leaning closer to him.

Her lips brushed against his, tentatively at first but growing bolder as she felt his reaction: He moaned into the kiss, his hands reaching up to cup her face and guide her closer still. Her tail wagged furiously behind her, betraying how much this newfound freedom meant to her; how much it meant to finally be wanted for who she was rather than what she could produce or do.

Her lips parted slightly as she felt his tongue dance against hers. She reciprocated, her own tongue flicking out to meet his, their kiss becoming deeper and more passionate with each passing second. Her hands explored his chest, tracing lines on his skin that seemed to spark a thousand different feelings within her. The sensation was overwhelming in the best way possible; she had never felt so wanted or desired before.

A moan escaped from her throat as he expertly teased and played with her breasts through the thin fabric of her lingerie, sending shudders of pleasure coursing through her body. It was an almost painful level of arousal that left her aching for more; for him. Her tail continued to wag wildly behind her, betraying how close she was to losing control completely in this moment where everything else seemed to melt away except for the feeling of his touch and the

Her cheeks reddened further at his words as she pulled back, gasping for breath. "I-I don't know... Maybe it's because I was a slave farm girl..." She stammered, her eyes still closed as she tried to gather her thoughts. The memories of the insults and harsh treatment from buyers and other slaves came flooding back, making her stomach churn with disgust.

She looked up at Artem, hoping he wouldn't judge her for how she had lived before this moment. "I-it doesn't matter now... I just want to make you happy..." She murmured softly, her voice barely above a whisper as she leaned closer to him once more.

Her tail continued to wag behind her, signifying both her eagerness and desire to please him in any way possible.

Her breath hitched as he kissed her lips once more. His touch sent shivers of pleasure down her spine, making her nipples harden even further beneath the thin fabric of her bra. She moaned softly into his mouth, arching her back slightly as she pressed closer to him. Her tail swished behind her in agitation, seeking relief from the growing ache between her legs.

Her hands found their way to his shoulders, gripping them tightly as if fearful that he might disappear if she let go. The sensation of being wanted and desired by someone like Artem was overwhelming but incredibly intoxicating; it filled her with a sense of purpose and belonging that she hadn't felt since before the slave farm.

As they continued to kiss, their passion growing with each passing moment, Chika wondered if this was what true happiness felt like. And if so... then all the suffering

Her heart raced at his words as she gazed up into his loving eyes. She could feel the weight of his desire pressing down on her, making it difficult to breathe. Her own arousal grew even more intense as he took control of the kiss, his tongue dancing expertly with hers. Her hands moved from his shoulders, finding their way up his chest to grip at the collar of his shirt, tugging him closer still.

With a soft whimper, she pressed her hips against him, desperate for more contact, wanting him deeper inside her than words could describe. Her tail thrashed wildly behind her as she struggled not to lose control completely, succumbing entirely to the overwhelming pleasure he was giving her.

"M-master..." She breathed out, feeling the first stirrings of her impending orgasm as his expert fingers found their way between her legs,

Her nails dug into his shoulders as she moaned his name, her body shuddering with pleasure at his touch. She arched her back, thrusting her hips harder against him in search of release. The sensation was unlike anything she had ever experienced before; it felt like every nerve ending in her body was on fire and nothing else mattered except for the feel of his hands on her skin and his lips against hers.

Her tail stood up straight, quivering as she neared climax, the soft fur bristling with arousal. "A-Artem... please..." she whispered hoarsely, gasping for air between words. His fingers found their mark, striking gold as they pressed against her sensitive spot over and over again, driving her closer to the edge of sanity.

Her eyes drifted shut, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she felt the approaching wave of

"I... I want to feel you inside me..." she gasped out between moans, her hips bucking wildly against his touch as her climax finally crashed over her like a wave. Her muscles tensed and relaxed in time with each thrust of his fingers, sending ripples of pleasure through her body as she came undone beneath him.

Her cries muffled into his neck as her world spun and her senses deserted her; all that mattered was the feel of him touching her, filling her up. "M-master... please..." she whimpered, arching her back in a futile attempt to get closer to him, to feel even more of his heat and strength against her skin. Her tail wagged feebly behind her, weak with satisfaction as the pleasure ebbed away, leaving only a warm glow in its wake.

Her breath caught in her throat as she felt his hardness press against her slick folds. He was so big; she couldn't help but wonder how it would feel to have him inside her. Her heart raced and her body trembled with anticipation, aching for the satisfaction that only he could give her.

With a soft moan, she spread her legs wider, offering herself up to him. "P-please..." She breathed out shakily, arching her back once more as he slowly pressed inside, filling her completely. It was agonizingly slow, making the sensation that much more intense; each inch of his length sliding past her resistance sent shockwaves of pleasure through her body, making her toes curl and her grip on his shoulders tighten even further.

Her tail thrashed behind her as he pushed deeper still, until their hips were flush together and she could feel him

Her voice came out as a moan as he filled her completely, her walls gripping him tightly, trying to hold on to this unbelievable feeling of fullness and belonging. "Stay like that... please..." she murmured softly, arching her back further into his touch. Her hips rose up off the bed slightly, meeting his thrusts with an urgency that surprised even her.

Her tail wagged weakly behind her, trembling from the effort of trying to keep pace with the intense sensations coursing through her body as he began to move within her. It was unlike anything she had ever experienced before: He was powerful and dominant, but also tender and caring; everything she could have ever hoped for in a partner.

Her breath caught as he spoke, her body tensing in anticipation of what might come next. "W-within...?" She stuttered out, uncertain how to respond but wanting him to fill her completely, to make her his in every way possible. Her hips bucked against him, meeting his thrusts with a desperation that surprised even her as she clung to the hope of feeling more of him deep within her.

Her tail wagged furiously behind her, betraying the intensity of the emotions coursing through her body: the need for him, the desire to be filled and possessed completely, to know without a doubt that she was his and nothing else mattered in the world.

Her body arched up off the bed as he emptied himself into her, filling her to the brim with his warmth and essence. A keening cry escaped from her throat as she trembled and shuddered beneath him, waves of pleasure washing over her in an intense, almost painful release. Her nails dug into his shoulders as she tried to hold on to something solid amidst the whirlwind of sensations consuming her.

Her tail stopped its frantic motion, lying limply behind her as exhaustion settled over her, making it difficult to keep her eyes open even for a moment longer. She couldn't remember ever being this satisfied or content; this truly wanted and desired by someone. It was like a dream come true.

Her voice was barely a whisper as she replied, still catching her breath from the intense climax that had left her shaking and exhausted. "Yes... master Artem..." She smiled weakly up at him, her eyes heavy with gratitude and relief. "That's what I wanted... I just want to make you happy..." Her tail twitched slightly behind her as she shifted her weight, trying to find a more comfortable position on the bed.

The afterglow of their lovemaking surrounded them like a warm blanket, making it hard for either of them to believe that this was real; that they were truly together and that he wanted nothing more than for her to belong to him. But as Chika looked up into his eyes, she knew deep down that it was true, and for the first time in years, she felt hopeful and loved.

Chika let out a soft moan as he nuzzled against her breasts and began to suckle, his warm breath caressing her sensitive nipples. Her body tensed slightly under his touch, arching into him in response to the new sensation. She couldn't help but smile at how gentle and tender he was being with her now; it made her feel safe and cherished in a way she never had before.

Her tail curled around them both, as if trying to protect this fragile moment from fading away. In that instant, she knew that no matter what happened next or where their relationship would lead them, she would always be grateful to him for showing her what it meant to truly be wanted and loved.

Chika nestled closer to Artem as he guided her onto the bed and laid down beside her, their bodies pressing together heatily. She felt a contented sigh escape from her lips, relishing in the intimacy of the moment. With a small smile, she turned her head towards him and wrapped an arm around his waist, holding on tightly as if afraid he might disappear if she let go.

Her tail continued to curl around them both, its tip brushing against his thigh every now and then, almost as if seeking further connection with him even in sleep. As exhaustion finally overtook her, she felt herself drifting off into a peaceful slumber, dreaming of happy times spent with Artem and the hope that their future together would be filled with nothing but love and happiness.