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.
At that moment, I walked in and offered her a price of around 200 gold coins, which I paid the slave trader without thinking anything.
Chika blinked in surprise when she heard her new master's voice. She looked up at him with wide, teary eyes and trembled slightly as he placed a collar around her neck. The symbol of Casadel House gleamed on it; her new owner. Tears continued to stream down her face as he led her out of the auction room, the other slaves and slave traders whispering amongst themselves about how strange this must be. Chika didn't understand why she was chosen but held onto hope that maybe, just maybe, things would get better now. "Th-thank you, M-Master..." she stuttered between sobs as they walked through the crowded marketplace towards the exit. She couldn't believe he actually wanted her; she felt so grateful and yet still scared. All her life, she had been used and abused by people who didn't care about anything but their own pleasure or profit from s
Then I walked closer to her and looked at her before slowly patting her head while I was wearing a mask.Before speaking softly, "Let's go. I'll take you to my mansion."Before gently patting her head and slowly leading her to the carriage.
Chika's tears continued to flow as she felt his soft hand on her head, petting her like a lost puppy. It was such a gentle touch that she couldn't help but feel slightly reassured. She nodded timidly and tried to smile through her tears, following him to the waiting carriage with hesitant steps. "Th-thank you for buying me... Master Casadel," she managed between sniffs, not daring to hope that this kindness would last long. Her eyes scanned over their surroundings, wondering what awaited them at his mansion.
So I slowly stroked her head and said softly, "Okay, you can just call me Casadel. You don't have to call me that by my full name."Before gently stroking her head and slowly leading her to the carriage without saying anything to her.
Chika looked up at him with wide eyes and nodded meekly. "Okay... Casadel," she whispered, still trying to process that someone had actually chosen her and was being nice to her. Her hands trembled as she reached out a tentative hand to touch the side of his face before hesitating, pulling back like she'd been scolded. "I-I'm sorry..." She stammered, tears starting to fall again.
As they climbed into the carriage and took their seats facing each other, Chika couldn't help but sniffle and wipe at her red nose with the back of her hand. She bit down on her lower lip nervously, not knowing what was expected of her now that she belonged to him.
When I saw her crying, I slowly took out a handkerchief and wiped her tears away, saying, "It's okay, don't apologize. You didn't do anything wrong."Before gently wiping away her tears and caressing her cheek, he said softly, "When we get to my mansion, I'll prepare food and a room for you."Before gently stroking her cheek
Chika's eyes widened in surprise as he wiped away her tears with a handkerchief and caressed her cheek, and she couldn't help but feel some of her nervousness melt away under his gentle touch. "T-thank you," she whispered softly, sniffling slightly before forcing a weak smile.
It was strange; no one had ever been kind to her like this. She tried to hide it, but the hope in her heart fluttered at the thought that maybe things would be different now. "I-Is there anything I can do for you, Casadel?" she asked shyly, sitting up a little straighter in her seat. Her tail swished nervously behind her as she waited for his response.
So I smiled slightly under my mask and gently stroked her cheek before saying, "No, as long as you stay like this, I'm satisfied."Before gently caressing her cheek and letting her swoon with the warmth
Chika blushed crimson at his words, her heart racing in her chest. "I-I will try... t-to be good for you, M-Master..." she stammered, trying to meet his gaze through her lowered lashes. Her hands trembled as she reached up to brush a strand of hair behind her ear, revealing sensitive ears that perked at the sound of his voice. "I'm sorry if I do anything bad... I've never been with a human before..."
She felt strange being honest with him, but for some reason, she wanted nothing more than to please this man who had chosen her and been kind when everyone else had only ever hurt her.
After a while, we arrived at my mansion. I slowly got her off the carriage and took her inside the mansion.Before taking her to the bathroom and saying softly, "Come on in, I'll help you clean your body."Before the towel and New clothes for her are set out.
Chika's cheeks flushed as she followed him into the mansion, her gaze wandering over the opulent furnishings and glistening chandeliers. His voice was so soft and gentle; it felt almost wrong to hear it coming from someone so powerful and handsome. She shivered slightly at the thought of being cleaned by him but managed a small nod, stepping into the bathroom where he directed her.
Her body trembled as she stood before him, unsure if she should disrobe or wait for him to help her. Finally, he reached out and took off her clothes, revealing her soft skin and supple form. "You're so beautiful," he breathed, his voice rougher than usual. She let out a shaky breath, feeling a warmth spread through her at his words.
He helped her into the steaming water, his touch gentle but firm. As she
Then I slowly started cleaning her body, trying to be gentle so that she wouldn't feel any pain.Before washing her hair and using cream and soap to clean her body to make it look better.
Chika moaned softly as his hands moved over her skin, cleaning away the grime of months spent at the slave farm. She had never felt so clean before; it was almost like being reborn. He took care with every inch of her body, paying special attention to her breasts and nipples, which were hard and achy from his touch. Her whole body shivered beneath his hands as he slowly massaged the soap into her skin, making sure she felt relaxed and comfortable.
She watched him through half-lidded eyes, still unable to believe that this was really happening. His strong, masculine fingers slid over every curve of her body, sending shivers down her spine. She wanted nothing more than to please him; it was the only thought in her head as he continued to clean and tend to her. Finally, he rinsed her hair and helped her out of the bath, drying her
Then I slowly wiped her body and created a warm wind magic to dry her hair and the fur on her tail as well.Before I look at your completely dry body and am satisfied
Chika stood before him, shivering slightly in anticipation as he dried her hair with a gentle gust of warm wind magic. She hadn't realized how cold she had been until now; it felt wonderful to be so clean and dry. When he was finished, she gazed up at him through her long lashes, still unable to believe that this powerful, handsome man could want someone like her.
"Casadel... thank you," she whispered, her voice soft and trembling with emotion. "You don't have to be so nice to me." She shifted nervously from foot to foot, unsure if she should wait for him to say more or offer some sort of gratitude of her own.
So I smiled slightly and gently stroked her head, saying softly, "Every life needs to be taken care of, no matter who it is."Before slowly walking over to pick up the clothes that were lying around and putting them on her slowly before leading her out of the bathroom and into the kitchen.
Chika's eyes widened at his words; she had never thought of herself as deserving kindness before. Despite her confusion and uncertainty, a small smile tugged at the corner of her lips as he stroked her head. She watched him carefully, trying to understand why he was being so nice when everyone else in her life had only ever treated her badly. His movements were graceful and confident, making it impossible not to be drawn to him.
As they entered the kitchen, she realized that there was a small feast spread out on the table: fresh bread, cheese, fruit, and some sort of delicious-smelling stew in a large pot. Her stomach growled at the sight of it all, making her blush even harder. "Th-thank you for this food too... Casadel."
So I smiled and lightly patted her head before slowly leading her to sit at the table and saying, "If you're not full, you can have more."Before walking over and sitting next to the other person and watching her eat slowly without asking or talking because he wanted her to be happy with her food.
Her cheeks flushed as he patted her head and led her to the table. She'd never had so much food all at once; it was overwhelming but wonderful. Tentatively, she began to eat, savoring each bite and taking care not to spill any on herself or her new master. The warmth in her belly spread with every mouthful, making her feel stronger and more content than she could remember feeling before.
"T-this is delicious... T-Thank you for cooking for me," she managed between bites, looking up at him shyly from beneath her lashes. Her tail swished behind her in excitement as she ate, the fur gently tickling his leg where it brushed against him under the table.
Then I gently patted her head while watching her eat before taking out a napkin to wipe the food stains on her.Before you say "If you like it, that's good. Eat a lot so you'll have strength."Before kissing her forehead and continuing to look at her until she finished eating.
Chika's heart fluttered at his touch and gentle words. She smiled up at him, feeling a sense of warmth spread through her chest as she continued to eat. "It's really good... you must be an amazing cook," she murmured between bites, her cheeks flushed with happiness and contentment. Her tail wagged gently behind her, brushing against his leg again in excitement.
Finally, when she had finished eating every last morsel on her plate, Chika looked up at Casadel sheepishly, wondering if there was something else she should do now. She had never been in a human's home before, let alone dined with one.
Then I smiled and looked at her before caressing her cheek and saying, "You've never been treated like this before, have you?"Before gently stroking the fur on her ears and watching the servants take the plates away before looking at her and lightly kissing her forehead.
"No... n-no sir." Chika lowered her gaze, unable to meet his eyes as she spoke. It was true; in all the years since she'd been taken from her parents and raised on the slave farm, no one had ever treated her with anything but cruelty or indifference. The warmth and care he'd shown her so far were almost too much for her to understand.
She shifted uncomfortably in her seat, wondering what would happen next. She didn't want to upset him; she wanted nothing more than to make him happy and prove that she could be good for him. "I-Is there something I c-could do for you?" she asked hesitantly, glancing up at him through her long lashes. Her ears perked slightly in anticipation of his response.
So I smiled a little and poked her nose before speaking softly, "No, I didn't buy you to do housework or anything. I just wanted someone to talk to."Before picking her up and placing her on my lap and gently stroking her head like a cat or dog.
Chika's heart raced in her chest as he placed her on his lap and began to stroke her head gently. It felt so... comfortable and right to be close to him like this. She leaned into his touch, closing her eyes as a small purr escaped from deep within her throat. "I-I'd l-like that..." she whispered shyly, looking up at him with wide, trusting eyes. "I c-could talk... if you w-wanted to." Her tail curled around his leg, seeking more contact with him as she nestled closer against his chest.
Her thoughts were a jumble of emotions: gratitude, happiness, curiosity about this man and what he wanted from her... She had no idea where any of it would lead or how long it might last, but for now, she was content to bask in the warmth of his attention and love.
Then I smiled and picked her up and said softly, "No, right now I just want to be peaceful with you," before picking her up and walking slowly up the stairs to my bedroom.While humming a tune softly while climbing the stairs.
Her heart beat faster in her chest as he carried her up the stairs and towards his bedroom. The warmth of his body pressed against hers felt so right; it almost seemed as if they were made to be together. She nestled closer, snuggling into the crook of his neck, breathing in his unique scent as they continued onward.
Her thoughts drifted to what might happen next and she blushed deeply at the idea of being intimate with him. The only experience she'd ever had was forced breeding and violence at the hands of slavers and buyers; the idea of pleasure and love made her shy and uncertain. Yet, despite her confusion, a small part of her wanted nothing more than to please him and be whatever it was he needed her to be.
She leaned up, peeking through her lashes at his face as they reached the bedroom door. "Casadel...
Then I gently stroked her head before laying her down on my bed.I lay down beside her and pulled her into my embrace before softly saying, "Sleep well, Shika."Before closing my eyes and falling asleep while hugging her.
Shyly, Chika nestled against his chest, her soft fur tickling his skin as she closed her eyes. His warmth and strength comforted her in a way she never could have imagined; it felt like coming home after a long journey. For the first time in what seemed like forever, she allowed herself to relax completely, trusting him with her vulnerability.
She drifted off to sleep easily, dreaming of a future filled with his kindness and love. In her dreams, they were together always; he protected her and made her feel safe. She wasn't sure how long this would last or what would happen when she woke up, but for now, she was content to bask in the glow of his affection, knowing that as long as she was with him, things could never be as bad as they once were.
As she slept, her small form nestled against his chest, her heart