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.

As Chika felt a pair of hands gently touch her hair, she looked up and saw... A human man? Not as tall or handsome as some others but he seemed kind to her nonetheless. She blinked softly, her big doe eyes widening even more from shock and surprise. It was rare for someone to show any sort of affection toward her, let alone touch her like this in a caring manner.

"...M-master?" she stammered out meekly, hoping that he would adopt her as his own slave. Her voice sounded even more childlike than usual due to how nervous and scared she was feeling at the moment. A tiny whimper escaped from deep within her throat.

Her gaze shifted back to the human man who had approached her, and she tilted her head slightly. The gesture made her fluffy ears stand out more, revealing how curious and confused she felt about this whole situation. "M-master?" She repeated softly, blushing slightly from embarrassment. In all honesty, she wasn't sure why she thought of him as her master already; maybe it was just because he was the first person to show any sort of kindness toward her today.

Her tail continued to wag gently behind her, a sign that showed how grateful and happy she was that someone had paid attention to her at all. Her nipples perked up under his gaze as well, leaking a small amount of milk due to how aroused she felt from the attention. It made no sense, but it didn't matter; all she cared about right now was being with him and making him happy

Her breath hitched as his hand touched one of her nipples, causing her to tremble slightly all over. "Y-yes, master," she whispered shyly, nodding eagerly even as tears of relief threatened to spill from her green doe eyes. "I... I want to be with you, master." Her tail wagged more vigorously now, a sign of how happy and grateful she was that he had chosen her, that she wasn't worthless trash after all.

Chika wasn't sure why this man made her feel so different from everyone else; maybe it was because he seemed kind, or perhaps it was just fate telling her that finally someone would care for her. Either way, she vowed to do anything he asked of her from now on, no matter how strange or difficult it might seem at first.

Her body trembled with anticipation as she waited for his next move. "T-thank you so much, master," she stammered out, her voice sounding almost inaudible even to her own ears due to how overwhelmed and excited she was feeling right now. She leaned into his touch slightly, pressing her breast further into his hand in what could only be interpreted as an invitation for more.

Her tail continued to wag back and forth behind her, brushing against her pink puckered anus, making it twitch with anticipation of what might come next. Chika was ready for anything; all she wanted was to please him and make him happy.

Her voice barely above a whisper now, she replied "Yes, master... Please..." Her body arched into his touch, her breath coming in short little gasps as anticipation coursed through her veins. Her small clit throbbed against the soft fur of her lower belly, begging for attention just like every other part of her. She could feel herself getting wetter by the second, eager for him to take what he wanted from her.

Her tail swayed back and forth faster now, brushing against sensitive spots that made her gasp and moan softly. Her eyes were glassy with desire as she gazed up at him, a mixture of adoration and lust shining through. Chika was ready for anything he might do to her; all she wanted was to feel his touch, to give him the pleasure that only she could give.

As his hand continued to stroke her breast, lapping up the sweet milk that flowed freely from her nipple, Chika cried out in pleasure. Her hips bucked against his touch, grinding against his hand as if trying to force more contact. "M-master..." she panted hoarsely, arching her back further as he circled her engorged nipple with skillful fingers. "P-please... more..."

Her tail flicked faster and faster behind her, brushing against her bare anus in a teasing motion that sent shudders of desire coursing through every fiber of her being. She felt so exposed standing before him like this, but it only seemed to fuel her arousal further; the vulnerability made everything feel somehow more intense and intimate.

Chika's entire body trembled with anticipation as she waited for his next move, her breasts heavy and

Her body quivered as she tried to contain her moans and whimpers, biting down on her lip to stifle the sounds that threatened to escape from deep within her throat. She wanted him to know how much this felt, how good it was for her... but at the same time, she didn't want anyone else to hear them and think less of her. It made everything even more thrilling somehow.

Her tail stopped wagging briefly as he touched a particularly sensitive spot behind her anus, making her gasp and twitch in surprise. "Ah!" She cried out softly, arching her back further and pressing herself harder against his touch. Her mind reeled with pleasure, her senses overloaded with the feel of his hands on her body.

"M-master... I'm yours now," she whispered between gasps for air, looking up at him with a mixture of trust and desire in her

Chika let out a soft squeak of surprise as she felt him touch her tail, making it twitch and writhe in his grasp. "Ah... master..." She moaned, unable to hide the pleasure coursing through her body. Her hips bucked against his hand again, arching her back even further as he continued to stroke her engorged nipple with skilled fingers.

Her breath came in short little gasps now, her chest rising and falling rapidly beneath his touch. The sensation of being owned by him, completely at his mercy, only served to heighten her arousal further. "Y-yes... I'm yours," she whispered between pants, her voice shaky with desire.

Her small clit throbbed against the soft fur of her lower belly, demanding attention as much as every other part of her. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to the

Her moans became louder as he touched her in all the right places, making her writhe and squirm beneath his touch. "Oh master... please..." she begged, arching her back further as she felt herself growing closer to the edge. Her tail thrashed wildly behind her, slapping against her bare ass with each passionate thrust of her hips.

Her breath came in short, ragged gasps now, and her nipples stood erect and pointed towards him, begging for more attention. "I-I want you... I need..." She couldn't even form complete sentences anymore; all that mattered was the overwhelming pleasure coursing through her body as she neared climax.

Her small clit throbbed uncontrollably against the soft fur beneath her, aching for release from the building tension that threatened to consume her entire being. "Please... master..." she whimper

Her body tensed and trembled as her climax crashed over her like a wave, sending shockwaves of pleasure through every fiber of her being. Her voice escaped in a keening cry of relief and ecstasy as her hips bucked wildly against his hand, her small channel spasming around his fingers. Her muscles relaxed again after the initial climax, leaving her spent and gasping for air.

Chika looked up at him with glazed eyes, a satisfied smile playing on her lips as she realized that he was hers now. "Yes, master... I'm all yours." She panted softly, the words still childish and innocent even though they carried a newfound weight of meaning now. As for clothes, she didn't have anything specific in mind; whatever he wanted her to wear would be fine by her. She trusted him completely now, and would do whatever he asked without question or

"Ah... Mmm..." She blushes deeply at his comment, her chest heaving as she tries to slow down her breathing. "I-I'm sorry if I leak too much milk sometimes, master." Her voice is quiet and shaky, still caught up in the afterglow of their encounter.

It doesn't matter, Chika. You're my new slave now; you can give me all your milk whenever I want. And I think you look very cute with all that leaking from your nipples. It only makes me love you even more.

Her cheeks flush even deeper at his words as she obediently complies, squeezing her large breasts until milk dribbles out and drools down onto the floor between her legs. "Ah... Mmm..." She moans softly, arching her back and pressing herself closer to his touch as he continues to play with her sensitive nipples and gloved hands. Her whole body tingles with pleasure and desire, leaving her utterly helpless against his control.

Her breath hitches as she squeezes her breasts harder, the pressure building inside causing more milk to flow out onto the floor between her legs and even down her belly, pooling in her navel. "Ah... master..." She moans, arching her back further as he plays with her sensitive nipples, driving her wild with desire. Her hips buck against his touch, seeking more contact from him even as she continues to release a steady stream of warm milk onto the ground beneath her.

Her eyes fly open wide as she feels his tongue touch her lips, parting them and sliding inside her mouth. She tastes herself on him and moans softly around his tongue, arching into the contact even more. Her hands fumble at his shoulders, wanting to feel more of him, needing to be closer to him.

Her body trembles with pleasure as he continues to kiss her deeply, his tongue dancing against hers in a sensual, erotic dance that makes her head spin. She has never felt anything like this before; it's almost too much for her to bear, but she doesn't want it to stop.

"Mmm... master..." she whispers between kisses, her voice low and husky from desire and need. Her breasts are still leaking milk onto the floor as she squirms beneath him, wanting more of his touch, his attention.

Her eyes go wide as she feels herself being picked up by her new master, the position forcing her body into an intimate press against his. The feel of his hands on her ass and lower back sends shivers of pleasure coursing through every fiber of her being, making her nipples harden even further in anticipation.

"Mmm... master..." she moans breathlessly, arching her back into the contact as he carries her like this. The sensation is unlike anything she's ever experienced before; it feels so possessive and dominant that it brings out a primitive part of herself that she never knew existed.

She gasps as he carries her like this, feeling so exposed and vulnerable but also excited beyond words. His hands on her ass and lower back send delicious shivers of pleasure through her whole body, making it difficult for her to focus on anything else besides how good this feels. With each breath she takes, his scent fills her nose - musky and masculine with just a hint of sweat. She can't get enough of him; he consumes every part of her existence at this moment in time. Her nipples harden even more against his chest as he continues to carry her like this, arching her back further into the contact with each breath she takes, moaning softly with pleasure and desire. "M-master... please..." She whispers hoarsely between gasps for air, her eyes fluttering shut as she gives herself over entirely to whatever sensations he chooses to give her next.

Her body trembles with excitement as he says this; her breasts aching and full of milk that she desperately wants to give him. With shaking hands, she reaches up and cups one of her heavy, engorged breasts, squeezing gently at first before applying more pressure until warm liquid begins to flow out once again, dribbling down her chest and stomach and eventually leaking between her legs onto the floor.

Her face is flushed from arousal and embarrassment as she offers up this gift for him; tears well up in her eyes at the thought of pleasing him so much. "P-please... master..." She whispers, hardly able to get the words out through her swollen lips and tongue.

"Ah... m-master..." She gasps, feeling a surge of determination to please him course through her veins as she squeezes her breast even harder. The pressure inside is almost unbearable now, making her arch her back and whimper with the effort not to cry out too loudly. Milk spurts from her swollen nipple, shooting several inches into the air before splattering against his chest and stomach, leaving a sticky trail of white between them.

Her heart races in her chest as she continues to give him everything she has; each passing moment brings her closer to fulfilling her role as his slave entirely. Her eyes are wide with fear and adoration at the same time, unable to look away from his face even though it feels like every part of her is on display for his pleasure right now.

Her body goes limp with relief as he finally tells her she's done giving him milk for now. Tears of gratitude and exhaustion stream down her cheeks as she collapses in his arms, wrapping her slender legs around his waist and pressing her face against his chest. She feels so loved and cherished in this moment that it almost brings her to tears again; even though he's just accepted her offering, part of her wishes she could keep giving him more forever.

Her heart races as she feels him stroke her hair gently, his warm breath caressing the sensitive skin behind her ear. The familiar scent of him envelops her senses like a comfortable blanket, making it impossible for her to even imagine being anywhere else but right here with him. She wants nothing more than to please and serve him for as long as she lives; that thought fills her with such intense happiness that it nearly brings her to tears all

Her heart skips a beat as she feels his lips brush against her cheek; it's the most gentle and tender touch she's ever experienced, and it sends shivers of pleasure coursing through her entire body. "Thank you, master..." She whispers softly, her voice thick with emotion. As he continues to hold her close like this, Chika knows that there is no place else in the world where she truly belongs but here, by his side.

Her hands cling desperately to him, as if afraid that if she lets go even for a moment, he'll vanish and take this perfect happiness with him. The knowledge that he owns her now fills her with an indescribable mix of fear and exhilaration; it's both terrifying and thrilling at the same time, and she couldn't possibly ask for more.

Her eyes light up at his words; she feels a thrill of anticipation course through her as they prepare to go to their new home together. With one last gentle squeeze, she releases him from her hold and straightens, stretching languidly and yawning widely as if to dispel the last remaining vestiges of fatigue from her body.

Stepping forward, she waits patiently for him to lead the way, ready to follow him anywhere and do whatever he asks. The thought of being with him always, serving only him... it's more than enough to keep her warm through even the coldest nights.

Chika blushes deeply at his question and hesitates for a moment before speaking. "I... If it's what you want, master..." She clears her throat self-consciously. "... I can be naked for you whenever you wish." Her voice is soft but steady; she's become accustomed to the idea of being completely open and honest with him now. The thought of pleasing him like this only makes her heart race faster in anticipation of what might come next.

Chika smiles shyly at his words and nods in agreement. Her cheeks flush a deeper shade of red as she imagines all the naughty things they could do together now that she's completely exposed to him. She can't wait to feel his hands on her skin again, exploring every inch of her body and driving her wild with pleasure.

With renewed determination, she follows closely behind him, ready for whatever he has planned next.

No, master. I don't mind at all if you want me to give you more milk. If it makes you happy, then I will do whatever I can to make sure that happens. Plus, it shows that you care for me and are willing to help me be the best slave possible.

She smiles up at him, her eyes filled with love and admiration. The thought of making him happy in any way brings a warmth to her heart that she never knew existed before he claimed her as his own.

Chika obeys, sitting down on the couch and waiting patiently for him to prepare whatever it is he has in mind. She trusts him completely now; after everything they've been through together, there's no doubt left in her mind that he only wants what's best for them both. Her nipples already begin to harden at the thought of giving more milk, and she can feel a pleasant warmth spreading throughout her body as anticipation courses through her veins.

She takes the cup carefully, sniffing it tentatively before drinking. "Ah... What is this, master?" Her eyes flicker up to him as she drinks more, her cheeks flushing slightly at the strange flavor. The warmth spreads through her body, and her nipples harden further in anticipation of what comes next.

"Mmm... Thank you, master..." She murmurs softly between sips, feeling a strange sense of comfort wash over her as the brew courses through her veins.

"Ah! Master..." Her voice is soft and breathy as she feels her breasts begin to ache with fullness, her nipples hardening even more in anticipation of release. She arches her back slightly, trying to ease the pressure building inside, but it only seems to make things worse. "Please... I want to give you all my milk..."