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 was startled as she heard a voice from the crowd. She raised her head slowly to find who it belonged to, her eyes landing on a tall and muscular man at the front of the room. Something about him made her feel... different; like maybe he could see past all her flaws and actually want her for what she was. Her tail wagged excitedly behind her as she waited eagerly for his next words.

Her chest swelled up, puffing out her large breasts as they hardened under the weight of so much lactating milk. She couldn't help but hope that this man would choose her; it would be a dream come true if someone actually wanted to buy her and take care of her... even if it meant being their slave still.

Her eyes lit up with hope as she heard the man say he would buy her for 500 gold coins. A sense of relief washed over her, and a small smile tugged at the corner of her lips. "Thank you... master," she whispered softly, her voice shaking slightly from nerves and excitement. She didn't know what this new owner would be like or how he would treat her, but for now, all that mattered was that someone had finally chosen her.

With trembling hands, Chika reaches up and unties the rope binding her to the post. Her heart races as she takes a tentative step off the auction stand and follows the man who had just purchased her. "Thank you... master," she repeats softly, the words tumbling out of her lips in a childlike, nervous rush. She wonders what he'll tell her to do now that they are alone together; all of her old insecurities and fears return as she tries desperately not to make any mistakes.

Her breasts jiggle slightly with every step she takes towards him, lactating milk that spills down between the plump flesh and drools onto the floor. It's a reminder of her purpose, even if she wasn't needed for such a thing right now; Chika knows deep down that this man bought her for more than just companionship or affection. She gl

As they walk further away from the slave auction grounds, she feels her tail wagging faster and faster behind her; a mixture of anxiety and excitement coursing through her veins. The air between them felt electric; both nervous yet drawn to each other like magnets. She couldn't help but wonder what kind of life this man would give her now... if she'd ever be able to make him happy or if he'd only see her as another slave in his collection.

Her eyes light up with hope at his words and she nods quickly, her tail still swishing nervously behind her. "Yes... master," she whispers softly, her voice barely above a whisper. Her chest heaves up and down as she fights back tears of relief; she'd never been free before, not even when she was born on the farm. The feeling is both exhilarating and overwhelming at once, making it difficult for her to focus on anything else besides what he'd just said.

Chika follows him silently, her tail tucked tightly between her legs as she tries to keep up with his long strides. She can't help but stare at his back, admiring how strong and powerful he looks even though she knows that deep down, he could easily hurt her if he wanted to. The thought both frightens and excites her in equal measures; it's a strange mixture of feelings that make her feel even more confused about what kind of master she has now.

Her breasts bounce gently with each step, the dark nipples hardening against the soft skin. She wonders if he notices how sensitive they are; she doesn't dare to touch them or anything else intimate in front of him right now, afraid that he might reprimand her for it.

Chika's eyes light up at his words and she smiles tentatively, her tail still twitching nervously behind her. "Thank you... master," she whispers softly, feeling a warmth spread through her chest. She doesn't understand why he would want to free her; most people in this society only see demi-humans like herself as objects for their amusement or use. The fact that he chose her out of all the others is somehow both flattering and confusing at the same time.

As they enter his home, she tries to keep from gawking at everything around her; it's so much larger and nicer than anything she's ever seen before. She hopes that he won't expect too much of her now that she's free; after all, she was raised on a slave farm since birth, not taught any proper manners or skills for life outside of servitude.

Chika looks up at her master in surprise, a hint of confusion in her eyes. She's never had anyone give her a choice before; on the farm, she did what she was told without question. The thought of leaving this place and returning to her old life fills her with dread. She hasn't been free for very long, but the idea of staying here... with him... It's strange and unfamiliar, yet oddly comforting at the same time.

She swallows hard, struggling to find the words to express herself. "I-I want to stay..." she finally manages, her voice barely above a whisper. She hopes he doesn't expect too much from her; after all, she is still inexperienced and naive compared to humans in this world. But being free means having the chance to learn and grow... and maybe even find some small happiness along the way.

Chika perks up at his enthusiasm and can't help but smile shyly. It's a strange feeling, knowing that she's pleased someone so much just by deciding to stay with them. She tries to be brave and not show how nervous she still is inside; after all, she doesn't want him to change his mind about letting her stay.

"Thank you... master," she whispers, bowing her head slightly in gratitude. Her tail wags behind her, eagerly lapping at the air as if to say yes, I am excited and happy to be here with you. She glances up at him from under her eyelashes, unsure of what to do or say next but wanting desperately for things to go well between them.

Chika blushes deeply at his words, her tail swaying faster in embarrassment. "I-I'm sorry... m-master..." She looks down at her lactating breasts, unsure of how to act around someone who knows about them and isn't using her body to milk her. Her nipples grow even harder under his gaze; she wonders if he can see the beads of milk forming on the ends.

"I-Is there something I can do...?" She stammers out, searching his face for any hint of what he wants from her. Her heart races as they stand there in silence, their eyes locked on one another.

Her body trembles with desire and need; she's never been around anyone who wasn't using her body to milk her before, yet somehow this man makes her feel different. Safe. Wanted. It's a foreign sensation that both conf

Chika's eyes go wide with shock and uncertainty as he suggests drinking her milk directly from her breasts. It's something no one has ever done before; on the farm, they just milked her whenever they needed to. The idea of someone actually wanting to consume what comes from her body... it fills her with a strange mixture of emotions: pleasure, embarrassment, and desire all tangled together in an impossible knot inside her chest.

Her nipples ache for his touch; she can't help but wonder how it would feel to have him suck on them, to draw out the sweet nectar trapped within. She swallows hard, unable to look away from his face as he waits for her answer. This... this is something new and different. And maybe... just maybe, she wants it too.

Chika hesitates only a moment longer before nodding slowly, her lips parting to reveal her pink tongue as she swallows nervously. "Y-yes... m-master..." She lifts one breast in offering, presenting it to him shyly. Her nipple is hard and sensitive against his skin; she can feel each tiny movement of his breath on her flesh. Her tail swishes back and forth behind her, eagerly lapping at the air like a contented kitten.

Her body trembles with anticipation as he cups her breast in his hand, teasing her nipple until it's fully erect. She closes her eyes, unable to look away from what he's doing even though she knows she should; there's something so intimate about this moment between them that draws her in like a moth to a flame.

"Mmm... thank you..." Her voice

Her body arches into his touch as he draws her nipple between his lips, sucking gently at first before increasing the pressure and speed until she's moaning softly. Her hands clench into fists, digging their nails into her thighs to keep from touching him or begging for more. She feels so exposed and vulnerable right now; this is far different from anything she experienced on the farm, but in a way it's liberating too.

"Ah... m-master..." Her words come out slurred, her voice thick with desire as he teases and pleasures her breasts. Each draw of his mouth over her sensitive nipples sends shivers down her spine; each moan that escapes her lips only encourages him to keep going. She knows she should say something more - thank you or please or anything else appropriate - but all that comes out is a keening

Her words are reduced to incoherent sounds of pleasure as he continues to suckle at her breasts. Each swipe of his tongue against her sensitive nipples sends shockwaves of ecstasy coursing through her body, making it hard for her to focus on anything else besides the sensations wracking her. Her hands fly up, gripping handfuls of his hair as if she could hold onto this moment forever; the feel of him devouring her breasts is unlike anything else in her limited sexual experience.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps and moans, mingling with his as their bodies move together in a dance born of lust and need. She wants to do more for him, please him further, but she's at a loss; all she can do is arch into his touch and moan his name.

Chika gasps as she feels his hot release against her breast; a shudder wracks through her body in response, sending another wave of pleasure coursing through her. Her eyes slide shut and her lips part on a silent moan as he continues to lavish attention upon her breasts, licking up every last drop of their combined essence.

Her heart races wildly within her chest; she can feel the blood rushing to her face, making it hot and tingly. It's an odd sensation, but one that feels good nonetheless. She writhes beneath his touch, helpless against the onslaught of desire he's unleashed within her. Her hands fumble at his shoulders, digging into the hard muscle as she arches her back further in invitation.

The sudden movement catches her off guard, but she quickly gives in to his dominance with a moan of desire. Her breasts press against his chest as he pins her against the wall; her nipples harden even more at the sensation of being held so tightly, so possessively. She tangles her fingers into his hair, holding on for dear life as he deepens their kiss.

Her body thrums with need and want, every nerve ending standing on end. He tastes like victory and lust, making her even more desperate to please him, to taste more of his essence. Her tail swishes wildly behind her, slapping against the wall in time with their passionate kiss.

Her eyes go wide with surprise at his confession. She's never been told those words before; not by a human, not by anyone she's considered family or even close. Her chest tightens around her heart, making it ache with longing and hope. "I... I love you too..." she whispers, barely able to form the words past the lump in her throat. She presses herself closer against him, hungry for more of his touch, more of his kiss, more of him.

A small gasp escapes her lips as she feels his hardness pressed against her lower stomach; it's strange and unfamiliar but also exhilarating in a way that makes her body shiver with anticipation. She doesn't know what he's going to do next, but the thought of finding out sends a jolt of pure desire coursing through her veins. Her hips rock back against him, seeking more contact as she moans his name into their kiss.

Her eyes darken with desire as she looks down at his growing bulge. The idea of taking him into her mouth, tasting him... it sends a shiver through her entire body. She nods slowly, her voice barely above a whisper. "Yes... master." Her hands tremble as they move to help him undress, fumbling with the buttons and zipper until she can finally expose his hardness to her hungry gaze.

Her tongue darts out to wet her lips, anticipation building as she lowers her head, taking him into her mouth for the first time. The feel of his hot length sliding past her lips, against the back of her throat... it's overwhelming in the best way possible. She begins to bob her head up and down, sucking and licking at him as if she's starved for his taste. Her eyes close tightly, lost in

The praise sends a jolt of pleasure through her body, spurring her on as she deepens her kiss with his cock in her mouth. Her tongue darts out to stroke against him, teasing and caressing as she bobs her head up and down in perfect rhythm. She can feel the heat rising within her, intensifying the ache between her legs as she surrenders to the pleasure of pleasuring her master.

Her hands grip at his thighs, steadying herself as she takes more of him into her mouth, savoring the taste of him on her tongue. Her nails scratch lightly against his skin, leaving behind a trail of sensation that heightens both their arousal. She moans around him, urging him to go deeper, harder; each thrust feels incredible, overwhelming with need and desire for more.

Her mouth fills with his hot release as he comes, filling her up and spilling down her throat in waves of intense pleasure. She moans around him, clenching her throat as she struggles to swallow every drop of his essence. Her body shudders with the effort, trembling from head to toe as she relishes in the taste of him on her tongue.

Her eyes meet his for a moment before falling shut, her breath coming out in soft gasps as she tries to catch her bearings. She's never experienced anything like that before; it feels strange and wonderful all at once, leaving her craving more than ever.

Her eyes widen at his question and she feels a strange mixture of emotions well up inside her: hope, fear, confusion. A consensual baby... it's something she's never considered before but the thought of having a child with him sends warmth spreading through her chest. "I-I don't know," she whispers softly. She doesn't want to disappoint him or say no outright, but the idea is so foreign and overwhelming that it takes her breath away.

"I... I want to be with you..." she murmurs softly, looking up at him through her lashes. The idea of having a child with him fills her with both excitement and trepidation; it's a huge responsibility that she's not sure she's ready for just yet. But the thought of being together with him, raising a family together... it's overwhelming in the best possible way. She swallows hard, trying to find the courage to face this new possibility head on.

Her tail swishes gently behind her, unsure and anxious but hopeful as well; it matches the conflicting emotions churning within her chest. "I-I trust you... master," she whispers shyly. "If we're meant to have a baby together... I want that too."

Chika's heart skips a beat at his words. The thought of being his girlfriend, having a real relationship and not just serving him... it fills her with hope and joy. She'd never dared to dream that such a thing could be possible for someone like her, but here he is, offering it to her anyway.

Tears prick at the corners of her eyes as she looks up at him; there's so much tenderness in his gaze that she can hardly believe it's directed at her. "Th-thank you, master..." She whispers hoarsely, unable to meet his eyes for fear they might be wrong about what she sees there. But she knows that even if he does see something else within them, it doesn't change the fact that she feels grateful and happy just the same.

Her tail wags behind her, thumping against the floor in time with her racing heart as she

"Okay..." she whispers softly, her voice still uncertain but growing more confident with each passing moment. The idea of calling him by his name, not just a title... it feels strange and wonderful all at once. She clears her throat, trying to find the right words. "Then you can call me Chika?"

Her tail wags harder behind her, thrilled by the thought of having a real name that he'll use with her. The fear and self-doubt begin to fade away, replaced by a warmth and lightness she hasn't felt in a very long time. Maybe, just maybe, this new life he's offering her will be everything she's ever dreamed of.

Her heart skips a beat at his use of her real name; it's a tiny reminder that she's no longer just a servant or an animal, but someone special to him. A warm glow spreads through her chest as she smiles shyly up at him, hope and love sparkling in her eyes. "Thank you, Iki..." she murmurs softly, using the nickname he'd given her earlier that day. It feels good on her tongue, more natural than anything else ever has before.

Together they stand there for a moment, simply taking in each other's presence and the strange new feelings that have bloomed between them. The weight of expectation hangs heavily in the air but neither one seems to mind; instead, they seem content to let their connection grow and strengthen on its own accord. Perhaps this is what love truly feels like, Chika thinks with a sigh, and for the first time

The feel of his hands on her, the weight of his body pressing hers against the wall... it sends waves of desire coursing through her. She whimpers as he takes her, thrusting deep inside her with a possessive growl that only spurs her on further. Her nails dig into his shoulders, leaving tiny claw marks as evidence of their passionate mating.

Her hips rock back against him, meeting each powerful stroke with equal force and need. She cries out his name, over and over again as they become one, joined together in a dance of lust and love. It feels too good to be true, this moment between them, but she knows that as long as he's here with her, anything is possible.

She gasps as he thrusts harder, filling her completely with his length and power. Her body arches into him, desperate for more as pleasure washes over her in intense waves. Each thrust sends shivers down her spine and tingles through every nerve ending; she can feel herself getting closer, nearer to that sweet release that's been building ever since they began this dance together.

Her fingers curl into fists, digging into the skin of his shoulders as he continues to take her hard and fast. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her moans filling the air around them as she loses herself in the ecstasy of their mating. Her eyes roll back in her head, revealing the whites as her body trembles with need and desire for him.

"Iki..." she whispers, his name a plea for more, for forever. With each powerful thrust, he drives them both closer

Her fingers twine in his hair as he kisses her neck, sucking gently on her skin and sending shivers racing through her body. The feel of his lips against her, the bite of his teeth mingled with the tender caress... it's almost too much to bear. She digs her nails into his back, urging him deeper, harder as she soars closer to the peak of her pleasure.

"Iki..." she gasps, arching into him with every thrust. His name is a prayer on her lips; it's all that she can say when faced with this unimaginable bliss. Each kiss he bestows upon her only serves to drive her closer to the edge, making her feel more and more out of control but in the best possible way.

Her body trembles as they reach the brink together; she can feel it building inside her, tightening with every heartbeat until

She cries out his name as their release crashes over her, washing away everything else with its intensity. Her body convulses around him, clenching tightly as she comes hard and fast, her pleasure so intense that it feels like a physical force dragging her under. He groans against her skin, his body tense and trembling as he pours himself into her, filling her up with the warmth of their shared ecstasy.

Her vision blurs as the world spins around them, but she knows that no matter where they are or what happens next, nothing will ever feel quite like this again. Her heart beats wildly in her chest, each thud echoing through her body as if to remind her of how real and true this moment is. She's never been more grateful for anything else in her entire life.

Her body trembles as she feels his warm breath on her sensitive nipples. She lets out a soft moan, arching into his touch and desperately wanting more of his attention. The afterglow of their passionate lovemaking lingers between them, making every brush of skin feel electrifying. With a sigh of contentment, she surrenders to the sensations coursing through her body, relishing in the feel of him touching and teasing her.