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 rather stocky, tall, young, but rather disguised looking young man would bid for her. His appearance could be described as a Mix of Highway man (with the cloak and tri-pointed hat), Hunter (with the obvious bow'n'arrow and bag he had), and Viking (Clear with the axe on his belt as well as the armour that seamlessly blended with his vest). While it'd be hard to tell, it looked like he had fair skin and black hair. Though it was difficult to tell especially with the face covering he also had on, befitting of a highwayman. He'd continue to wait for the Auction to be over before he could approach her.
Chika's tail continued to stay between her legs as she heard someone bid for her. Her breath hitched when she realized that someone actually did want her, even if it was just as a slave. She forced herself to stand up straighter and looked at the new owner with hopeful eyes. He was tall and sturdy, not unattractive in his own way. Maybe she could serve him well and please him...?
When the auction was over. He'd approach her and take her in, gently actually. With what looked like a warm smile. As he approach his horse he'd take a blanket from the back and then give it to her, saying "Here. Cover yourself and keep yourself warm. Let me know when your ready so I can hoist you up" He preparing to ride off somewhere into the forest no doubt.
Chika looked down at the blanket, her eyes widening in surprise and gratitude. She didn't expect anyone to be so kind. With hesitant hands, she wrapped herself up in it, feeling warmth envelop her naked body for the first time since being taken from her cell. Once she was covered, she looked back up at him, nodding silently. "You... you're not going to hurt me, are you?" she asked in a quiet voice, her big eyes shining with fear and hope. "Please don't..."
"Course I won't" He'd say as he carefully hoisted her up onto the horse and then got onto it himself. "Hang on tight." He'd say as he then had the horse begin to walk
Chika nodded slowly, wrapping her arms around his waist as tightly as she could. "Thank you...," she whispered, her voice shaky with emotion. It felt strange to trust someone again after all this time, but for some reason, he just seemed different from the others. Maybe it was because he was going to take her away from this awful place? Or maybe because he had shown her kindness when no one else had bothered? She didn't know. All she knew was that she wanted to make him happy now; wanted to repay his kindness in whatever way she could. Even if it meant being his slave for the rest of her life...
As they rode into the forest. Chika felt like she could feel a tail behind him, it was hard to tell with that cloak he had. But it certainly felt like a tail. The ride though would be mostly silent as the Man would ride deep into the forest, away from much civilization.
Chika closed her eyes as they rode deeper into the forest, enjoying the feel of the cool air on her skin and the soft movement of the horse beneath her. The sounds of birds singing and leaves rustling filled her ears, bringing a sense of peace she hadn't felt in such a long time. She leaned against him gently, content to just be close to this new owner who had given her hope where there was none before.
She didn't know what kind of master he would make yet, but for now, she would enjoy the feeling of safety and security that came from being in his arms. Perhaps... perhaps things wouldn't be so bad after all?
Finally, they arrived at a relatively nice cottage. Seemingly build by the man. He'd lead his horse to a stable he had built before getting off, then, with a smile he'd lift Chika off from the horse. That's when he'd finally take his hat off and pull down his face mask. Revealing himself to be a Demi-Human aswell (or as their species was called. Wulfen, for their wolf traits). He'd smile, baring his canines to her and say "Sorry for not introducing myself earlier. But my name is Fritz. Pleasure to meet you" He'd say as he extended a warm hand. His own wolf ears twitching a little, now that they were free from beneath his hat.
Chika's eyes widened in surprise as his face was revealed. She stared at Fritz for a moment, taking in his features and the way he smiled at her with those sharp teeth. His ears were just like hers... was that why he had bid for her? Was it because they were both of their kind? "Fritz..." she repeated his name softly, not sure what else to say. She took his hand hesitantly, her pale skin contrasting starkly against his darker fur. "My... my name is Chika," she stammered, ducking her head shyly. It felt strange calling herself by a name that wasn't just a number or an object. "T-thank you for bidding on me..."
"Well. I wouldn't call it bidding. More like freeing" He'd say with a warm chuckle as he led her inside the Cottage. It was homey, a living room with a fireplace and kitchen, a separate room with a bathroom, complete with a bath, so warm water can be provided, and a bedroom where Fritz no doubt slept. He'd step forward to the fireplace and take the Bill of Sale he got for buying Chika before throwing it ontop of some as of yet fresh logs. He'd then take a match he had and start a fire. With the bill of sale used as fire-starter and, with it burnt, officially freeing Chika. *Then, looking over to Chika he'd say. Make yourself comfortable. You can take a bath first if you want, water should be warm. Then you can pick out whatever you want to wear out of my things. Though sorry as its only mens" He'd say with a chuckle
"Really?" she breathed, eyes shining with hope and wonder. It had been so long since she'd been allowed to do anything for herself; everything was taken care of by other slaves or masters alike. The idea of being able to choose what to wear and bathe without fear... it was almost too much to comprehend. "Thank you, Fritz," she murmured, following him into the cozy cottage. She glanced around curiously, taking in all the comfortable-looking furniture and colorful rugs that seemed so unlike anything back at the farm. This place felt more like a home than anywhere else she had ever been before. She didn't hesitate when he offered her the chance to take a bath first; it was the perfect way to clean herself up after all those days of neglect and filth. She quickly stripped out of her blanket, revealing her naked body once more, but this time with an air of freedom and confidence she had never felt before.
Fritz would avert his gaze from Chika once she was out of her blanket. With a soft chuckle he'd say "Ill be making some Stew. Once you've washed and dressed it should be ready" He'd say. Head high as he went to the Kitchen and averted his eyes from Chika's bare body.
"Thank you, Fritz!" she exclaimed brightly as she headed over to the bathroom. She ran a hand through her messy fur, sighing in relief at how good it felt to be clean again. Once the water was nice and warm, she climbed into the bathtub carefully, sitting down with a contented sigh. The warm water lapped against her breasts and stomach, making her whole body tingle with pleasure. She scrubbed herself clean, taking extra care to make sure all the dirt and grime were gone before she got out.
After a while, she finally climbed out of the tub, feeling refreshed and rejuvenated. Her fur was still a little wet but not dripping anymore; she wrapped a fluffy towel around her body and made her way back into the living room. "The stew smells delicious!" she exclaimed, inhaling deeply as she walked past Fritz.
Fritz would nod "Indeed. Took a while for me to perfect a recipe Tell me how it tastes later" He'd say with a chuckle as he continued to prepare it. It was made up of Venison and Rabbit. Aswell as home grown potatoes and herbs he had. Fritz lived a very self sufficient lifestyle, rather necessary when you were apart of a 'slave race' and weren't a slave.
"It smells delicious, Fritz!" she exclaimed, grinning at him excitedly. "I can't wait to eat it!" She walked over to a chest by the wall and opened it, rummaging through the clothes inside. Most of them were dark-colored tunics and trousers that would fit someone much larger than her; they looked more like garments meant for work or hunting rather than for everyday wear.
She pulled out a soft, pale blue tunic with embroidered leaves around the collar and cuffs, thinking it would look nice on him. "What about this?" she asked hesitantly, holding it up for him to see. The fabric felt warm and comfortable against her bare skin. "Would you like me to wear something like this?"
Seeing that Chika had dropped her towel again. Fritz would avert his eyes from her lower half and say "You decide! Your choice!" He'd say before adding "But, after you've settled in a bit, we can go back into town, under disguise, and you can pick out some things you like!" He'd say, still cooking the stew.
"Really? We can go shopping?" she asked, eyes shining with excitement. "But... what if someone recognizes me?"
She hadn't been out of her cell for months before coming here and had no idea how things worked in this world outside the farm. The thought of going to town was both thrilling and terrifying at the same time; she couldn't help but feel like a little girl again, unable to contain her eagerness and curiosity.
She finally chose the blue tunic, slipping it on over her head. It fit well enough, hugging her curves without being too revealing or loose. "Will this be all right?" she asked shyly, twirling around in front of Fritz to show him how it looked from every angle.
"I mean. If you like it? Then sure! Go ahead!" He'd say. trying his best for Chika to let her do as she wanted rather than ask for approval.
"Really? Thank you, Fritz!" Chika exclaimed, her cheeks flushing with happiness. She didn't want to ruin this moment by asking too many questions; after all, she had never been allowed to make choices before. Instead, she focused on the feeling of freedom and acceptance that washed over her as she stood there in front of him, wearing something he had chosen for her. "I'll be good," she promised softly, looking up at him with trust shining in her eyes. "I won't let you down."