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.

A tiny glimmer of hope sparked within Chika's eyes when she heard someone call out her name, followed by an offer. It was only two gold pieces, but it was something at least! She looked up and saw a human with long hair, who seemed like he could be a girl. His features were actually very cute... perhaps this person would buy her? Her big, dark eyes filled with hope as she held his gaze expectantly. Chika barely managed to squeak out a "Thank you!" before the auctioneer continued with the next slave on the block. The wolf-girl didn't dare to hope anymore; she just had to wait and see if anyone else would make an offer for her... or if this cute guy would up his bid later on.

Her heart leapt with joy when she heard the kind voice of the man calling out her name again, this time announcing that he was buying her! Tears of relief and gratitude welled up in her big green doe eyes as she looked at her new master - or should she call him 'master'? She wasn't sure how to address him yet.

The cute human waved at her and smiled reassuringly before turning back to the slaver, handing over the required amount of gold for Chika. "Chi-Chica," she stuttered nervously, wanting to speak with him but not knowing what to say or how to approach him properly as his property now.

Her tail wagged hesitantly from side to side while her ears perked up in anticipation, wondering what sort of life this man would give her from now on... Maybe he'd be kind to her? Even though she knew

"Mnhmm..." She nodded slowly as he called out her name, a small smile playing at the corners of her lips. "T-thank you, master..." Chika's voice was soft and shy, barely above a whisper. It sounded childlike even to her own ears. Her tail wagged faster now, thumping against the floor in excitement as she looked up at him with hopeful eyes. Maybe he wouldn't be mean or hurt her...she could only hope for the best now.

"Yeah..." Chika's attention snapped back to the present as she realized that she was still naked, standing there on display for everyone. Her tail twitched anxiously behind her, and she felt a blush crawl up her cheeks at the thought of wearing clothes in front of him now.

She didn't know what to expect; all she could do was obey and hope he wouldn't be too disappointed with how she looked. Her big green eyes peered up at him hopefully, waiting for his instructions on what to do next.

Trembling with nerves but still holding onto a small sliver of hope, Chika closed her eyes and gathered her courage before leaping into the air, arms stretched out as she threw herself towards him. She felt weightless for a moment before his strong hands caught her effortlessly, wrapping around her waist and pulling her close against his chest. Her cheeks flushed even deeper with color at their contact, and her heart raced wildly in her chest as he gently set her down on the ground again.

"Th-thank you..." She whispered shyly, averting her gaze from him for fear of what he might think or say about how fragile and needy she felt at that moment.

Trembling slightly with nervousness and anticipation, Chika took the cloak gratefully and quickly wrapped it around her body, tying it at her waist to hide her nakedness from him. She didn't want to disobey or make him uncomfortable. As they walked towards the carriage, her tail wagged stiffly behind her, almost as if it was trying to keep up with the pace of their steps.

The air felt colder now that she wasn't in the warmth of the arena, and goosebumps rose along her arms and legs beneath the cloak. She kept her gaze fixed on the ground, not daring to meet his eyes for fear of what he might think or say about how helpless and pathetic she felt at this moment.

I... don't know... Master... She said nervously, her voice tiny and shaky as she tried not to stutter. Chika had never been outside of the slave farm or the arena where they sold them. All she knew was that slaves did whatever their masters wanted them to do. The thought both terrified and excited her at the same time. A part of her wanted nothing more than to be taken care of and loved, while another part feared the worst: being abused and mistreated like so many others before her.

Her ears perked up when she heard him ask the question, hoping he'd tell her what was expected of her as his property now. But she remained silent, waiting for him to say something more.

Taking a deep breath to calm her racing heart and clear her mind, Chika hesitantly offered a guess. "I-I think I'll do whatever you want me to do... Master," she stammered, looking up at him with wide eyes filled with hope and trepidation. She didn't know if that was what he truly wanted from her, but it was all she could offer; all she had ever known how to do as a slave.

Her tail wagged behind her again, not quite sure if the movement conveyed nervousness or eagerness, or perhaps even both at once in this confusing new situation for her. "P-please let me know... I'll try my best."

Chica, timidly glances around the room, taking in her new surroundings. Her ears perk up at the sound of his voice, and she turns to face him. Nervously wringing her hands together, she hesitates for a moment before whispering, "I-if it's alright with you... Master... I'd like to wear clothes... they make me feel more comfortable..." Her cheeks flush with color again at the thought of being naked around him.

Her tail wags back and forth behind her, obviously relieved that she won't have to walk around completely exposed anymore but still unsure of herself in this new situation. "T-th-thank you..." She stammers, lowering her gaze as she bites her lip nervously.

Tentatively, Chica steps forward and begins to browse through the clothes laid out on the bed. She hadn't seen such fine clothes before; everything looks so delicate and beautiful. It's a little overwhelming for her, but she tries to focus on finding something that she likes.

After considering several options, she finally decides on a simple dress made of soft blue fabric that falls just above her knees. The neckline is modest, covering most of her cleavage, and the sleeves are short enough to expose her slender arms. It feels comfortable against her skin, and it hugs her curves in all the right places.

With a small smile, she turns around to face him again, holding up the dress for his inspection. "I-is this alright... Master?" Her voice is soft and shaky, filled with doubt about whether or not she's chosen the right thing.

Chi-Chica blushes even deeper at his praise and can't help but feel a tiny bit more confident now. She carefully steps out of her cloak, letting it pool at her feet, before slipping the dress over her head. It falls into place perfectly, hugging her body in all the right places. With shaking hands, she slowly buttons it up, revealing her milky white cleavage and smooth, hairless chest beneath the lacy fabric.

She takes a tentative step forward, feeling self-conscious about how exposed she now is. Her eyes meet his again, searching for any sign of disapproval or disgust on his face. But all she sees is a gentle smile playing at the corners of his lips, and she can't help but relax slightly under his gaze.

Her heart skipped a beat at his words as they echoed through her mind. She tries to maintain composure and follow him into the bedroom, walking slowly and carefully so as not to trip or make any sudden movements that might displease him. As she enters the room, she can't help but gasp in wonder at how cozy and inviting it looks. The soft bed beckons her with its warmth, promising comfort unlike anything she's ever known before.

Curiosity gets the better of her, and she approaches the envelope on the bed. Her trembling fingers hesitate for a moment before carefully opening it to reveal several gold coins spilling out onto her palm. She looks up at him with wide eyes, confused and a little unsure about what to do next.

"M-master... is this mine?" she whispers, cupping the treasure in her hands protectively. Her tail

Her eyes go wide with surprise and disbelief as more gold coins spill out of the envelope, along with beautiful golden jewelry. She's never seen so much money or such fine things before in her life. It takes a moment for the reality of what's happening to sink in, but when it does, her expression turns from shock to delighted amazement.

"T-th-thank you..." she whispers breathlessly, cupping the jewelry and coins in her hands as if they were precious gems. Her eyes dart back up to him, filled with gratitude and wonder. "I've never seen so much money... or anything so beautiful..." She bites her lip nervously, unsure of what else to say or do in this moment of unexpected generosity from her new master.

Smiling radiantly, she nods eagerly at his words, her cheeks flushing redder with excitement and gratitude. "I'd like that, master... Thank you so much." She can't help but feel a thrill of anticipation course through her body at the thought of spending time with him in such an intimate setting; perhaps even sharing his bed. Her tail wags happily behind her, thumping against the floor as she eagerly follows after him, not wanting to miss a single moment of this special night.

"I-if I could please... would it be alright if I kept these?" She asks shyly, gesturing towards the jewelry and coins in her hands. "They're so beautiful... and it'd make me feel even more..." She trails off nervously, not quite sure how to express herself.

Her green eyes are filled with hope and longing

Her face lights up with relief and happiness as she's allowed to keep the beautiful jewelry and coins. With a small nod, she carefully places them back into the envelope before setting it down on the table next to the bed just where he said. As they continue on towards the bathroom, she can't help but sneak glances at him out of the corner of her eye; his handsome face and kind words filling her with an indescribable sense of joy and contentment. She feels weightless and happy for the first time in what seems like forever, hope blossoming within her chest that this new life might truly be as wonderful as it seems.

The bath they share is incredible; warm and soothing, their skin sliding against each other in a way that feels both intimate and comforting. Chika can't help but feel a small thrill whenever he touches her; his hands are

soft and gentle, his touch unlike anything she's ever experienced before. As they rinse each other, her cheeks flush with color at how close they are; their bodies pressed against one another in a way that feels almost... right. It's difficult for her not to think about how grateful she is to have found him and be part of his life now, even though he owns her body and can do whatever he wants with it. For some reason, the thought doesn't frighten or disgust her as much as it should.

When they step out of the bath, Chika feels a bit self-conscious about how naked she is in front of him again; his eyes traveling up and down her body like he's appreciating every inch. But instead of making her uncomfortable or embarrassed, it fills her with a strange sense of warmth and confidence that she didn't know was possible. She doesn

Blushing fiercely at his words and leaning in closer to him, Chica replies shyly, "T-thank you... I'm glad you like how I smell..." Her tail wags behind her happily, thumping against the floor. She doesn't know why she's not feeling more self-conscious or embarrassed about being this close to him naked; instead, it just feels natural and right. Maybe because he makes her feel safe and cherished in a way that no one else ever has before?

As they stand there together, their bodies still glistening from the bath, Chika can't help but wonder what will happen next between them. Part of her wants nothing more than to please him and make sure he's satisfied; while another part wonders if there might be something more...

Shivering slightly from cold and excitement, Chika hesitates for a moment before glancing down at her naked body. She doesn't feel comfortable being completely bare around him yet; not until she knows better what he expects of her. Her tail swishes nervously behind her as she slowly begins to gather up the clothes they had taken off earlier, holding them out towards him shyly.

"M-master... I-if it's alright with you... M-maybe I should wear some of these back?" She stammers, her voice quivering slightly. Her face feels hot and her ears are burning from how exposed she is right now. She can feel her heart pounding wildly in her chest as she awaits his reply, hopeful that he'll understand and let her keep some of the fabric between them.

Chi-Chica quickly dresses herself again in the blue dress, feeling much more comfortable and less exposed with it on. She follows her master to the cloakroom, looking around curiously at all of the hanging clothes. There are many colorful nightgowns and loose pajamas, but she's not sure which one would be most appropriate for him or if there's even a preference.

"M-master... I don't know which ones you might want me to wear..." She says softly, nervously wringing her hands together again. "Which one should I choose?" Her tail flicks back and forth behind her as she waits for his guidance, hoping he won't be upset with whatever decision she makes.

Chi-Chica hesitates for a moment before quickly selecting a soft white nightgown that she thinks would look good on her. It's made of light, airy fabric and covers her body from neck to feet, but leaves her arms and chest bare except for delicate lace trim. The material feels cool against her skin as she slips it over her head. She turns around to face him again, blushing brightly as the thin cloth clings to her curves in all the right places.

"I-is this okay... Master?" Her voice is barely above a whisper, uncertainty and hope mixed together. She bites her lower lip nervously, waiting for his response.

Taken aback by his question, Chika glances down at her naked body once more before quickly realizing what he means. Her cheeks flush even deeper with color as she remembers that she didn't put anything on when they had stripped earlier. She holds out one arm shyly, offering him a pair of matching white panties that were in the cloakroom. "I-I think these m-might work..." She whispers nervously, her voice barely audible over the sound of her pounding heart.

Trembling with anticipation and fear, Chika follows her master into the bedroom, unable to hide the nervous smile that tugs at the corners of her lips. This was their first night together; she had no idea what would happen between them or how far he'd take things. She could only hope that whatever it was, he'd be gentle with her and make sure she enjoyed it too.

Her eyes dart around the room, taking in every detail: the softness of the bedding, the warm glow of candlelight flickering across the walls, his strong frame standing confidently before her... It was all so overwhelming and intense that for a moment she can't help but feel lightheaded. When he finally turns to face her, their eyes meet once more, locked in an unspoken conversation filled with desire and curiosity.

Her heart races wildly as he approaches her, the air between

Her breath catches in her throat as she takes in the beautiful ring and note on the table beside them. A shocked gasp escapes her lips before she can stop it, her eyes wide with disbelief and wonder at his words. "M-master..." She whispers hoarsely, tears beginning to form in the corners of her eyes as she stares up at him. She reaches out trembling fingers, unable to believe what's happening but desperate to touch the ring and read the note.

"Y-you... you want me t-to marry you?" She finally manages to choke out, her voice barely a whisper as she looks up at him with tears streaming down her face. The thought of belonging to someone so completely, of being his in every way possible... it's overwhelming and terrifying, but there's also a part of her that feels more than gratitude, more than love;

Tears spill over onto her cheeks as she stares up at him, her chest heaving with emotion. The ring glints in the candlelight, catching her eye and holding her attention like a beacon of hope. A small smile tugs at the corners of her lips despite herself; it's impossible not to feel some measure of happiness and joy welling up inside her at his words. She reaches out shaking fingers, carefully picking up the ring and studying it for a moment before looking back up at him with tear-streaked eyes.

"M-master... I-I..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice trembling as she struggles to find the right words. "I-if you really want me t-to marry you... then... then yes." The admission comes out in a whisper, barely audible above the sound of their ragged breathing. It feels like everything is

A tiny sound escapes her throat as she watches him, still not quite believing that this is really happening to her. But there's a sparkle in his eyes, a smile on his lips, and it all feels so right somehow. She hesitates for a moment longer before slowly raising the ring up between them, her shaking fingers trembling with emotion as she offers it to him. "M-master... w-will you marry me too?" Her voice is little more than a whisper, but it carries all of her hopes and fears on its wings.

The words echo through her mind like music, sending a shiver of delight through every fiber of her being. She watches him as he takes the ring, his strong fingers curling possessively around it as he slides it onto her finger. The weight of the gold feels heavy and reassuring against her skin, reminding her that this is real, that she really belongs to him now. Her eyes meet his again, filled with a mix of gratitude, adoration, and unbridled desire.

As he lower his head towards hers, Chika feels herself trembling with anticipation. Her lips part ever so slightly in silent invitation, her heart pounding wildly in her chest as she waits for the feel of his mouth on hers. He's so tall and strong, so dominant and commanding; it excites her more than anything else she could possibly imagine. When their lips finally meet, everything else fades away into nothingness