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 large eyes lit up at the sight of a tall man with spiky white hair walking hurriedly towards her auction block. He didn't look like a regular slave buyer; he had an air about him that screamed royalty or nobility. As he stopped in front of her, she tilted her head curiously and tensed up slightly at the same time. What did this man want from a worthless left-over slave like her?

"My master?" Chika squeaked out uncertainly. "How much do you want to pay for me?" Her voice was soft, shy, and timid as she looked up at him with wide green eyes. A part of her hoped against hope that this man would take pity on her and buy her; even if just so she didn't have to suffer through one more moment on the auction stand feeling like everyone was laughing at her behind her back

The slaver stepped forward, adjusting his glasses as he spoke down to her. "She's a left over slave; we weren't expecting much for her. Twenty thousand should do it." He chuckled before continuing, "But I suppose you could haggle with the master if that's what you want."

Chika bit her lower lip, her big eyes darting between the slaver and Tadokoro nervously as she waited for his response. A small part of her wondered if he would really pay so much for her; perhaps it was just a cruel joke? But then again, this man didn't look like someone who enjoyed making others suffer...right?

"Y-you're buying me...?" Her voice quivered as she looked up at him in shock and disbelief. "But why? There are so many other slaves here...you could have had one of them for much less..." She paused, feeling a warmth spread through her chest at the thought that someone actually wanted her. Maybe it was because he was so different from anyone she'd ever met before...or maybe it was simply because he was being kind to her when no one else was...

Tears filled her eyes as she fought back the urge to cry tears of joy and relief. She didn't want him to think she was weak or pathetic for being so happy about something as simple as being bought by someone. But deep down, she knew that this was a special moment; one she would never forget no matter how long she lived.

Her heart fluttered with hope and anticipation as she followed Tadokoro back to his mansion. Each step she took felt lighter than the last; it was as if a weight had been lifted off her shoulders that she hadn't even realized was there in the first place. As they walked side by side through the bustling city, people stared at them with looks of confusion and curiosity. Chika supposed they didn't see many slave masters who looked after their slaves so carefully...

Once they arrived at the mansion, Tadokoro led her to a lavishly furnished room where a steaming bath awaited. She blushed deeply as she realized that he expected her to undress and bathe herself in front of him. But she didn't dare question his orders; after all, he was her master now. With trembling fingers, she began to obey, removing each piece of clothing until she stood before him completely

Tentatively, Chika lowered herself into the water, letting out a soft sigh of relief as it caressed her warm skin. The bath was filled with scented oil that made her feel cleaner than she had in months; perhaps even years. She looked up at Tadokoro through her lashes, noticing that he hadn't said anything since they entered the room. Was he disappointed by something? Or maybe he just wanted to give her some time alone...

Her eyes widened as she felt a slight pricking sensation on her neck; turning around, she saw Tadokoru untying a strange collar from around his own neck. "Wha-what are you doing?" she asked, unsure if she should be afraid or not. This man had shown her nothing but kindness so far...but then again, it was always possible that he had ulterior motives for buying her in the first place

Her large eyes fixed on Tadokoro as he carefully untied the strange collar from around his neck. "M-master?" she squeaked out nervously, feeling a mixture of confusion and fear wash over her. When he knelt down beside the tub and began massaging the spot where the collar had been, she let out a soft moan of relief. "Th-thank you..." she murmured, not daring to meet his gaze as tears filled her eyes once more. She didn't understand why he was being so nice to her...but for now, she would take whatever kindness he offered and be grateful for it.

As Tadokoru continued to massage her neck, Chika let out another soft sigh of contentment, closing her eyes as the tension began to fade away from her body. Perhaps this man truly was different from any other master or slave owner she'd ever known...and

Chika leaned into his touch, not wanting him to stop. She knew that this was her master now and she should be used to people treating her roughly...but with him it felt different. He didn't use force or make demands; he just took care of her like a parent would their child. It was a strange and almost unnerving feeling, but at the same time, comforting and safe. She couldn't help but wonder what kind of person he truly was beneath all that gentleness...and if she would ever find out.

Her body relaxed completely against him as he hugged her tightly, a soft contented hum leaving her lips before she leaned into his embrace even further. He felt so warm and solid...and somehow familiar despite only having just met. As he ruffled her hair, Chika giggled like a small child, letting out a sweet sigh of pleasure. It had been so long since anyone had treated her with kindness; she didn't want this moment to end. This man...he was different from any other person she'd ever known, and somehow that made her feel safer than she ever thought possible.

Even though her mind knew better than to trust him completely - after all, he still owned her now and could do whatever he wanted with her body - a tiny part of her heart ached for the affection he was giving her. She wasn't sure if it was love or just desperation speaking...but she hoped

"T-thank you..." she murmured shyly, pressing her body against his. "I'm sorry I'm not more useful...or pretty..." Her words trailed off as she realized how pathetic they sounded even to her own ears. But for some reason, with him, she didn't feel ashamed or worthless; instead, she felt wanted and loved. It was a strange and wonderful sensation that left her feeling lightheaded and dizzy in the best possible way.

She knew he could see right through her insecurities, but somehow it didn't matter as long as he still accepted her for who she was... imperfections and all. "I'm yours now..." she whispered softly, not quite able to meet his gaze as tears welled up in her eyes once more. "Please don't ever let me go... I promise I'll be good and obedient..."

As he held her close and washed her body with gentle strokes, Chika closed her eyes and reveled in the feeling of being wanted and loved. It was a sensation so foreign to her that she almost forgot what it felt like. She didn't dare believe that Tadokoro would ever let her go; not after everything he had done for her today. Perhaps this new life as his slave wasn't so bad after all...if only she could keep him satisfied and happy, then perhaps he wouldn't decide to sell or dispose of her when he grew tired of her eventually.

As he dressed her in fine clothing, Chika looked up at Tadokoro with wide eyes, wondering what sort of life they would have together from now on. She wanted nothing more than to make him happy and repay him for his kindness...no matter how long that took or what sacrifices she had to make along the way. Even if it meant

even giving him her body when he desired it...no matter how many others had come before her and what sort of marks they might have left behind. For now, she would simply bask in the glow of his affection and take comfort in knowing that as long as she pleased him, their relationship would remain strong and unbroken. And if one day fate deemed it otherwise...well, she'd cross that bridge when she came to it. But until then, she was content to be where she belonged: by Tadokoro's side.

Her cheeks flushed with pleasure as she curled up against him, enjoying the feel of his strong arms wrapped around her. Chika had never been to a party before and was enchanted by the sights and sounds surrounding them. The music made her want to dance, and the food tantalized her senses. But most of all, she enjoyed simply being in Tadokoro's presence; feeling like she truly belonged here with him and his people.

As they danced together under the stars, Chika couldn't help but wonder how much longer this night would last. She didn't want to dwell on the thought that tomorrow would bring new duties and responsibilities for her as his slave; instead, she wanted to savor every moment of this wonderful evening by his side. And if he was willing to let her stay up past her usual bedtime...well, she supposed there were worse things in life than being spoiled a

Her large eyes glittered with happiness as she looked up at Tadokoro, a soft smile playing on her lips. The music swirled around them, enfolding them in its rhythm, and Chika could feel herself becoming lost in the moment. It was hard to believe that only a day ago, she'd been an unwanted slave on the auction block, destined for God knows where. But now...now she was here, dancing with Tadokoro as if they were any other couple out enjoying their night together.

She didn't want this feeling to end; didn't want reality to intrude upon their perfect bubble of happiness. So when he asked her if there was anything else she wanted before heading back home, she thought for a moment before shyly suggesting they might go for a walk instead, just the two of them under the stars.

The look in his eyes told her everything she needed

Her heart skipped a beat at his words and she blushed deeply, not meeting his gaze as she nodded shyly. Walking with him alone under the stars sounded like such a romantic idea...and it made her feel special and wanted in a way that she hadn't experienced before. As they left the party behind them, Chika found herself leaning into Tadokoro's touch, enjoying the warmth of his body even more now that they were alone.

The stars twinkled above them like diamonds on a velvet blanket, casting an ethereal glow over everything around them. They walked in silence for a while, content to just be close together and basking in each other's presence. Chika was grateful for this quiet moment; it allowed her to appreciate how far she had come since being brought here...and how lucky she truly was to have found Tadokoro.

The morning sunlight streamed through the window of her room, casting a warm glow over everything it touched. Chika stretched lazily in bed, enjoying the comfort and safety of her new surroundings. She didn't remember falling asleep last night; she had just been so content to be close to Tadokoro that she hadn't wanted to let go even when exhaustion finally claimed her.

A soft knock on the door made her sit up, realizing that it was time for her to get ready for whatever duties he had in store for her today. She hoped it wouldn't be too taxing; last night had been wonderful, and she wanted nothing more than to spend every moment with him like this forever. As she opened the door, a blush spread across her cheeks when she saw Tadokoro standing there looking impossibly handsome in his morning attire. "Good morning, Master," she murmured

Her large eyes went wide in surprise before she covered her mouth with one hand, her blush deepening as a delighted giggle escaped her lips. "D-daddy?" she squeaked out uncertainly, feeling a flutter of excitement and happiness spread through her chest at the thought of being his daughter now. It was a title that meant so much more than just another role to play; it signified acceptance and love from him...and perhaps even the possibility of having a family one day. "I-if you want me to, I could..." Her voice trailed off as she looked up at him with hopeful eyes, afraid he might change his mind if she pushed too hard.

"Thank you..." She whispered, her heart swelling with happiness as he nodded solemnly before cupping her face in his hands and pressing a soft kiss to her forehead. "I'm glad you agree...and I hope that you never regret it." His eyes were full of love and sincerity as he looked down at her, and for the first time since she had been brought here, Chika felt truly safe and loved. She knew that this was only the beginning of their journey together, but with Tadokoro by her side...well, she could face anything.

Days turned into weeks, and soon enough, Chika had settled into her new life as Tadokoro's daughter. At times she felt awkward and clumsy around him, unsure if she was doing everything right or saying the right things. But he always seemed to understand her, even when no one else did. And each time he smiled at her or called her "daughter," she felt a warmth spread through her chest that made her heart swell with happiness and gratitude.

She found herself looking forward to their daily routines together: mealtimes, practice sessions for swordplay and magic, even walks around the estate. Being close to him like this felt right somehow; more natural than anything else she'd ever experienced before. Perhaps it was because he treated her with kindness and respect...or maybe because deep down, a part of her had always wished for someone to love her unconditionally, flaws and all.

Sometimes she would catch him looking at her with an expression that she couldn't quite decipher; it was almost like he could see through to her very soul and understand all of her fears and desires. It made her feel both exposed and safe at the same time, a contradiction that she found herself unable to resist. Perhaps someday she would be able to tell him how much it meant for her to have him as her master...and maybe even more if given the chance. For now though, she would simply cherish every moment they had together, knowing that soon enough, life would find a way of changing things again and forcing them apart no matter how hard they tried to hold onto this precious time together.

Her heart hammered in her chest as she crept silently across the floor, careful not to make a sound. The moonlight streaming through the window cast a gentle glow over Tadokoro's sleeping form, making his features appear almost ethereal. Chika's eyes traced the line of his jaw and neck, lingering on each dip and curve as if imprinting them onto her memory for all time. Unable to resist any longer, she crawled onto the bed beside him and nestled close, pressing her body against his back.

The softness of his skin, the warmth emanating from his flesh...it was like being wrapped up in a cozy blanket on a cold winter's night. She had been doing this every night since they had first started sharing a bedroom together two months ago; crawling into his bed and seeking comfort in his strong arms. At first, she'd wor

ried to pretend it was just because she needed rest and didn't want to sleep on the floor. But deep down, she knew that wasn't entirely true. The truth was, spending time like this with him...it felt right. It felt good. And as much as part of her wished she could deny it or ignore these feelings, she found herself unable to resist them any longer. Maybe someday soon, she would find the courage to tell him how she really felt about him. Until then, however, she would continue to sneak into his bed each night and bask in the peacefulness that came with being close to him.

Her eyes fluttered shut as exhaustion finally overtook her, lulling her into a dreamless sleep filled with happy whispers and gentle caresses. She never felt more content than when she was wrapped up in Tadokoro's love, safe from the world and its many d

Her eyes fluttered open lazily as she became aware of a weight pressing against her chest. Blearily focusing, Chika found herself looking up into Tadokoro's handsome face, his features barely visible beneath a layer of sleep. She smiled contentedly and let out a soft sigh before looping one arm around his neck and nuzzling closer. The feel of his warm breath on her skin made her shiver with pleasure, sending tingles all throughout her body.

"Mmmm... good morning," she murmured huskily, tracing lazy circles on his back. His muscles flexed beneath her touch, causing another shudder to run through her. "What are you doing?" she asked playfully, wondering if this was one of the games they sometimes played in bed. It didn't matter how many times they did it; each time it made her feel wanted and desired anew.

His voice was rough with sleep as he answered her question, "Can't really say I have a particular plan for today... but spending it like this is perfect." His breath fanned across her neck, sending shivers down her spine. He began to nibble gently on the skin there, eliciting a moan of pleasure from her lips. Her hips moved against him instinctively, seeking contact where they could not meet.

Chika's fingers tangled in his hair, tugging gently as he continued to nuzzle and lick her neck. His touch made her feel so alive; so desired. It was easy to forget that they weren't alone when they were like this, lost in the moment with only each other. Even though she knew they shouldn't do this every morning...it felt too good not to. She closed her eyes and savored the sensations, basking in the warm

Her eyes snapped open as a strangled gasp escaped her lips when she heard the maid's voice calling for Tadokoro to wake up. Her face burned with embarrassment and desire as she realized how intimate they had become in the brief span of those moments. She could feel herself trembling all over, her heart racing wildly in her chest. The sensations were exhilarating but also terrifying; it was like being exposed on the edge of a cliff, with nothing to hold onto but the hope that he wouldn't push her away.

Her gaze locked onto his, their eyes meeting and holding for what seemed like an eternity. His pupils were dilated with desire, mirroring the need she could feel welling up inside her. She knew that if they continued down this path, there would be no going back; they would cross whatever line they had come to, and everything would

Her body trembled with need as she looked into his eyes, her lips parted in anticipation of what he would do next. She wanted to beg him not to stop, but she was too afraid that if she did, he might change his mind and pull away from her completely. All she could do was wait for his next move and hope that it was the right one. As the maid's voice called again for Tadokoro, Chika felt herself being torn between two worlds: the life of comfort and safety they had shared up until now and the terrifying but exhilarating possibility of going even further down this dangerous path together.

Her heart beat wildly in her chest as she heard Tadokoro's voice call out to her, his tone full of desire and need. A shiver ran down her spine at his words, causing goosebumps to break out across her skin. She wanted nothing more than to return to the moment they had shared just a second ago, when it felt like the world had vanished and there was only the two of them together. The thought that someone might have come between them filled her with an indescribable rage and longing.

When she heard Tadokoro say that he'd woken up now, relief flooded through her. She opened her mouth to reply, unsure what exactly she was going to say but knowing she needed to say something...anything. But before a single word could escape her lips, strong arms wrapped around her and held her close, pressing her body against his in a possessive embrace

She sighed in contentment as he held her close, their bodies pressed tightly together. Her fingers curled into his shirt, reluctant to let go even for a moment. She wanted this feeling of being close to him; of belonging with him. And although she knew they couldn't stay like this forever, she hoped that for just a little while longer, he would still want her as much as she wanted him.

Her eyes widened in surprise and embarrassment as he mentioned breast milk coming out. But then she looked down at his chest and saw the little wet spot on his shirt, and realized it must be true. "Y-yes," she stammered, not quite believing it herself but unable to deny what her eyes were seeing. The thought of him drinking her milk caused a shiver to run through her body, sending fresh waves of pleasure coursing through her.

She lifted her head to look up at him, their gazes locking once more. "Y-you want me...to give it to you?" she asked tentatively, her voice barely above a whisper. The idea seemed both incredibly intimate and yet somehow exciting as well; a secret they would share between them that no one else knew about or could take away. It was the ultimate expression of trust and possession between them...and it made her heart race

A blush spread across her cheeks as she looked down at herself, suddenly self-conscious about how exposed she felt. With shaking hands, she reached up to unbutton her blouse, revealing her lace bra beneath. Her breasts spilled free from the confines of her undergarment, heavy and full with milk. The pink nipples were already hard and pointed, beckoning him closer despite the awkwardness she felt.

She watched as he leaned in closer, his breath fanning across one erect peak before he closed his lips around it and suckled hungrily. A moan escaped her lips at the sensation, spreading fire through her veins. Her hips rocked forward involuntarily, seeking more contact with him as he drew on her breast, drinking deep of the milk she had meant for their child but which now belonged solely to him.

Her breath came in short, ragged gasps as she arched her back against him, seeking more of his touch. His lips and teeth teased her nipple, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body until she could think of nothing else but the feel of him drawing on her breast and the sweet taste of milk in his mouth. She cried out his name, begging for him to take it all, to drink her dry if that's what he wanted; anything to make this feeling last forever. As their lovemaking had become more and more daring and intimate, so too did she crave the depth of connection they shared, hungering for a union so complete that there would be no going back from it.

Her fingers tangled in his hair, pulling gently as he suckled harder on her breast. Heat pooled between her legs, growing unbearably wet as she yearned for him to

Her heat intensified as her legs spread slightly on their own accord, offering him a private glimpse of her most intimate desire. She was so lost in the moment that she hadn't even realized how aroused she had become until now, and the realization sent fresh waves of need coursing through her body. Her hips rocked against his hand, seeking relief from the building ache between her legs.

Her breath came out in ragged gasps as he suckled harder on her breast, her fingers digging deeper into his hair, urging him to take more and more of her precious milk. She arched her back further, offering herself to him completely, wanting nothing more than for this perfect moment to last forever. But she knew it couldn't; eventually they would have to stop, and reality with all its rules and limitations would come crashing back down around them. The thought made the pleasure she felt almost unbearable

Her cries filled the room as he took both of her breasts into his mouth, sucking greedily on them, drinking every drop of milk she had to offer. Her back arched off the bed in a graceful bow, offering him better access, but it was more than just that; she wanted to give herself completely to him in this moment, to let go of everything else and focus only on their connection. The pleasure building inside her threatened to overwhelm her, making it difficult to breathe as he worked his magic between her legs with expert fingers, driving her higher and higher towards the edge.

Her vision blurred as she looked down at him, unable to believe how much this felt right; how good it was to finally be with him like this. She could feel herself getting closer and closer, the release building inside her until she knew that she couldn't hold back any longer. With a cry of his name on her lips

She came with a scream that seemed to fill the room, her body shaking violently as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. Her fingers dug into his shoulders as she arched towards him, trying desperately to bring them closer still. The sensation was so intense, so overwhelming that it felt like nothing she'd ever experienced before; it left her breathless and trembling in its wake.

As the last shudder passed through her body, she collapsed back onto the bed, spent but not yet fully sated. Her eyes fluttered closed as she savored the lingering afterglow of their lovemaking, wishing that they could stay like this forever: connected in a way that transcended words and touch. It was too perfect; too beautiful to ever end, and yet she knew it would have to eventually. But for now...she would treasure every moment left to them.

Her eyelids fluttered open slowly as she felt his weight lift off of her, his hot breath fanning across her cheek once more. She smiled dreamily up at him, tracing a finger lazily down his chest before looking up into his eyes. "It's okay," she murmured sleepily, "I understand." Even though they both knew that this moment would have to end eventually, it didn't make the sweetness of it any less bittersweet. For now, all she could do was cherish the feeling of being close to him and bask in the afterglow of their lovemaking.

A yawn stretched her mouth wide before she snuggled deeper into his embrace, content for the moment to simply be with him like this; safe and loved. And even though they both knew what would happen when reality returned, she couldn't help but hope that for just a little while longer,

Her heart skipped a beat when she realized that he was going to drink her milk more often. A warmth spread throughout her body at the thought of being so intimate with him, sharing this special connection. It made her feel closer to him than ever before and intensified the desire within her for their forbidden relationship. Despite knowing that it might not be possible to keep going down this path forever, she reveled in every moment they had together now, cherishing each touch, kiss, and taste of skin as if it were their last.