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 perked up as she heard someone bid for her. She looked over at the man who had called out her price, hope filling her chest for the first time in a long while. "Really...? Someone wants me..." Her brown eyes shimmered with unshed tears of relief and joy. When the auctioneer announced that she had been sold, Chika could barely contain her excitement as she bounded off the stand, landing in a crouch before Angel745756. "Thank you... Master," she murmured softly, looking up at him with doe-like eyes filled with gratitude and eagerness to please.

With a smile lighting up her face, Chika gently nuzzled against Angel745756's hand. "Thank you... Master," she repeated softly, feeling an overwhelming sense of relief and gratitude wash over her. As she gazed up at him with her big, doe-like eyes, a tiny giggle escaped her lips before she realized it. "I promise to be a good slave for you, Master." She bit her lower lip nervously, still not used to the idea of expressing love or affection towards anyone.

"What do you want me to wear?" she asked timidly, looking down at herself and feeling self-conscious about her lactating breasts and unshaven pussy."What do you want me to wear?" she asked timidly, looking down at herself and feeling self-conscious about her lactating breasts and unshaven puss

"Oh, thank you, Master!" Chika exclaimed with genuine excitement, feeling her cheeks heat up as she imagined him buying her beautiful clothes. She bit down on her lower lip again, unable to hide how thrilled this idea made her. While they waited for Angel745756 to retrieve something for her to wear, she stood quietly beside him, her body language conveying nothing but eagerness and readiness.

As he finally returned with a thin piece of cloth, Chika took it from him gratefully, careful not to make any sudden movements that might provoke him in the wrong way. She draped the cloth over her shoulders and let it fall down her front to cover her breasts. Even though it wasn't much protection from her exposed nipples or anything else, she still felt grateful for the small amount of modesty it provided. "Thank you, Master," she murmured again, looking

"Oh... T-thank you, Master!" Chika stuttered, looking down at the large towel he'd given her with a mixture of surprise and gratitude. "I will take good care of it." She reached up shyly to receive the towel, then gently wrapped it around herself, hiding her body as much as possible from view. The soft fabric felt comforting against her skin, and she couldn't help but feel a bit warmer just knowing that someone wanted to take care of her like this. As she waited for him to pick her up, Chika's tail swayed nervously behind her, betraying how anxious she truly was beneath the surface of her polite demeanor.

Chika nodded timidly, feeling overwhelmed with emotion as they arrived at his home. "Thank you... Master," she whispered, her voice barely audible above the soft padding of their feet on the carpeted floor. She glanced around curiously, taking in the luxurious decor and beautiful surroundings. Even though she knew this was now her home too, it still felt surreal to think about it.

Her tail continued to sway behind her as they walked through the house, the sound almost inaudible against the plush carpet. Eventually, they reached what appeared to be a bedroom, and Angel745756 set her down on the soft, inviting bed. "I'm going to go get you some clothes that fit you," he explained with a smile before disappearing for a moment.

Left alone in the room, Chika sat carefully on the edge of the

Chika blushed deeply at his words, unsure what to say or do. "I-if it pleases you... Master," she managed, her voice barely above a whisper. She nodded eagerly when he said she could put on whatever she wanted, suddenly feeling self-conscious about wearing clothes that fit him and not wanting to displease him in any way.

Carefully, she rose from the bed and began to pace across the room, her movements hesitant at first but gradually becoming more confident. Her tail swished back and forth behind her, the soft sound echoing through the space as if seeking reassurance. She glanced around once more, trying to decide what would be best to wear while also taking into consideration how much she still didn't understand about human customs and preferences.

Eventually, Chika settled on a set of simple yet elegant clothes that seemed appropriate for the occasion: a flowing

A small squeak escaped her lips as she felt his arms wrap around her, burying her face against his chest in surprise and relief. "T-thank you... Master," she stammered out, trembling slightly from emotion and fear of making a mistake. The soft fabric of his shirt rubbed against the sensitive skin of her naked back as he held her close, and she couldn't help but lean into the contact, savoring this small moment of affection and acceptance.

Her tail continued to swish behind her inaudibly against the carpet, mirroring the nervous energy coursing through her body. Despite her fears and insecurities, Chika reveled in feeling wanted and cared for by Angel745756; it was a sensation she had never experienced before.

Her eyes closed as she felt his heartbeat beneath her ear, steady and reassuring. "Th-thank you..." she whispered softly, tears prickling at the corners of her eyes. She didn't know how to express just how much this meant to her, but she wanted him to understand that he was different from all the others - special in a way she couldn't quite explain.

With a small hiccup, Chika buried her face deeper against his chest, trying to bury her sobs of relief and gratitude behind him where no one else would hear them. Her body trembled as she clung tightly to him, grateful for this moment of safety and comfort that he had given her; something she hadn't known was possible for a slave like herself.

Chika let out another shuddering sob as she felt his arms tighten around her, comforted and strengthened by the warmth emanating from him. She didn't know what he meant by having a hard childhood, but it made sense to her that someone who had gone through similar struggles would understand her better. This knowledge alone was enough to make her feel safe in his arms; as if she could finally let go of all the hurt and fear that had been holding her back for so long.

She returned his embrace, wrapping her arms around him as tightly as she could, feeling the soft cloth of his shirt press against her naked skin in a way that was both familiar and somehow foreign at the same time. Despite the differences between them, there was an undeniable connection forming between them; a bond of understanding and acceptance that seemed stronger than anything else in their world.

As Chika let herself fully relax into

Taking a deep breath, Chika pulled back from their embrace to look up at him with teary eyes. She swallowed hard before managing a faint smile. "I-if you want me to... I can pleasure you however you wish, Master," she said softly, blushing deeply as the words left her mouth. It was still difficult for her to comprehend such an intimate act between them, but she didn't want to disappoint him or make him angry.

Her tail swished back and forth behind her, its rhythm quickening as anticipation and nerves coursed through her body. Chika bit down on her lower lip, afraid of what he might say or do next; terrified that she was about to ruin everything by saying or doing something wrong again.

Her breasts jutted prominently against the fabric of the borrowed shirt, nipples hard and sensitive beneath the thin material. Even

Her brown eyes locked onto his, and she took a tiny step closer to him, her movements hesitant but determined. "Y-yes... I want to make you feel good, Master..." she whispered softly, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart in her ears. She reached out with trembling fingers to touch his arm, feeling the smooth skin and warmth beneath her fingertips.

Chika licked her lips nervously before continuing, "I will do whatever you want me to... Please tell me what I can do for you..." Her words came out in a rush, fearful that if she stopped talking or hesitated too long, he would change his mind and send her away.

Her breasts swayed gently against the borrowed shirt as she moved closer, the sensitive nipples hardening even more at the prospect of being touched by him. Her tail swished faster behind

Chika let out a soft gasp as his lips pressed against hers, her eyes closing tightly as she reveled in the feel of his warmth against hers. She trembled beneath his touch, every nerve ending tingling with anticipation and desire. His tongue swept past her lips, seeking entrance into her mouth and claiming it without hesitation.

Her tail swished furiously behind her, slapping rhythmically against the carpet as she moaned softly into his kiss. Her breasts ached with need, sensitive nipples hard and exposed beneath the thin fabric of the shirt. She pressed herself closer to him, hungry for more contact, desperate to feel every inch of him against her skin.

With a quiet whimper, Chika broke the kiss, leaning forward slightly as she tried to catch her breath. Her eyes fluttered open, meeting his intense gaze once more before sliding shut

Chika let out a soft moan as his touch made her shiver with pleasure. Her body responded to his caresses, arching into him for more contact. She opened her eyes again, looking up at him trustingly and hoping that he really would be gentle; she was so inexperienced and scared of hurting him or doing something wrong.

Her breasts felt heavy and achy, nipples standing erect as they hardened beneath his touch. She wanted nothing more than to feel his hands on her chest, to have him touch her there and make her feel good. Her tail twitched nervously behind her, but it was barely noticeable amidst the sensations overwhelming her body.

"T-th-thank you... Master," she stammered out, her voice trembling with emotion as she tried to convey how grateful and happy she was that he wanted this from her.

"O-okay..." she whispered, her voice trembling slightly as he cupped her breasts in his hands and started to fondle them gently. His touch sent waves of pleasure through her body, making it hard for her to concentrate on anything else but the sensation of his skin against hers. Her nipples hardened further at his touch, standing out proudly beneath the thin fabric of the borrowed shirt as she arched into him once more.

Her tail continued to twitch nervously behind her, almost unnoticeably now amidst the other sensations engulfing her body. "M-master..." Chika whispered his name like a prayer, wanting him to know how much this meant to her; how grateful she was for this moment of connection and affection.