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 at the sound of a voice in the audience. A small glimmer of hope flickered inside her chest when she heard it say, "I'm buying a she-wolf." She tilted her head to the side, confused for a moment before realization dawned upon her; someone was here to buy her! Her heart skipped a beat in excitement and fear at the same time.

With trembling hands, Chika raised one of her breasts up as best she could while still on all fours, revealing her lactating nipple. She looked straight into the eyes of the person who had just bid for her, willing them to take her and make her theirs. Her tail wagged furiously behind her, hoping it was a sign that they would choose her over the other slaves.

Her breath caught in her throat as she waited, anticipation coursing

Chika's eyes widened in surprise and gratitude when she heard the offer. A gasp escaped her lips before she composed herself, looking downcast again out of shyness. "Thank you... master..." she whispered hoarsely, not daring to raise her voice lest it sound ungrateful or defiant.

Her nipples hardened even more at the thought that someone wanted her, and she could feel a strange tugging sensation between her legs as well. Chika felt herself getting wet with excitement, fear, anticipation... so many emotions all jumbled up inside of her.

She hoped this person would take her, make her theirs; anything to escape the shame of being left behind on the auction stand once more. Her tail wagged even faster now, betraying her true feelings beneath the mask of submission and servitude.

Chika blushed deeply at being called a 'wolf', even though she knew it was just a name. Still, it made her feel special and wanted all at once. With hope shining in her eyes, she lowered herself off the stand onto all fours, ready to be led away by this person who had chosen her over all of the others. Her heart raced as she thought about what would happen next; whatever it was, she vowed to make them happy and serve them faithfully.

As she waited for further instruction, Chika held herself as properly as she could manage, trying not to appear too eager or submissive yet also wanting nothing more than to please her new master. Her tail continued wagging softly behind her while her breasts swayed gently with each breath she took, her nipples now standing at full attention and hard as rocks from the anticipation coursing through her body.

Chika's

"Thank you, Master," Chika whispers softly, following her new owner obediently to a luxurious bathroom adorned with intricate tiles and gleaming faucets. Her gaze darts around curiously as she takes in the opulence of her surroundings; it's a far cry from the crude stalls at the slave farm where she had spent most of her life until now.

She hesitates only briefly before entering the steamy shower, making sure to keep her eyes cast downcast and respectful as water cascades over her naked form. The heat soothes away some of her anxieties and self-doubt, leaving behind only a deep sense of gratitude and determination.

Chika carefully inspects the items in the shower; soap, shampoo, a razor... everything is laid out neatly for her use. Her fingers

With eager anticipation coursing through her veins, Chika lathers up her body with soap and washes away the grime of the slave farm. Her sensitive nipples harden even more at the touch of the warm water against her skin, sending shivers down her spine. The scent of roses fills the air as she uses the shampoo provided; it's unlike anything she's smelled before but somehow calming and comforting all the same.

Once she finishes washing up, she dries off quickly before padding over to where her master is waiting for her. Her heart thuds erratically in her chest as she wonders what sort of surprise awaits her. Will it be a new outfit? Some delicious food perhaps? Or even something more intimate...? The mere thought sends another wave of heat rushing through her, making her cheeks flush bright pink with embarrassment

"Ah! Master..." Chika gasps, her eyes nearly popping out of their sockets at the extravagance of the room she's been led to. The bed alone is bigger than any she'd ever seen, adorned with silk sheets and plush pillows in shades of red and gold. "Thank you... this is beyond anything I could have dreamt of..." Her voice trails off as she takes it all in, tears of gratitude pricking at the corners of her eyes.

Her tail wags furiously behind her, eager to explore the room further. She begins by inspecting the closet, finding a selection of beautiful dresses and lingerie that take her breath away. The outfits are mostly red and black, accentuating her pale skin and lush curves perfectly. "I-I'll take care of them... make sure they stay clean and pretty for you..." she whis

"O-oh..." Chika gasps in surprise as she finds a box at the back of the closet containing various sex toys and oils. She'd never seen such things before; slaves usually weren't allowed such luxuries. A blush spreads across her cheeks as she picks up one of the smaller vibrators, unsure if it's meant for her or not. Her nipples harden even more at the thought of using it on herself...

Tentatively, Chika turns back to face her master with a shy smile. "I-is it okay if I use these to please you, Master?" she asks innocently, offering him the vibrator in question. Her heart races as she waits for his response; she's never been so nervous and excited at the same time before.

Her wet folds beg for attention, leaking their arousal down her th

Her ears perk up at his words as she blushes even harder than before; it seems her master truly intends for these things to be used on her. A rush of conflicting emotions courses through her body: excitement, fear, anticipation... She slowly takes the vibrator from him, almost trembling with eagerness.

Chika climbs onto the bed, lying down on her back and spreading her legs wide open in invitation. Her breasts sway gently with each breath as she holds the toy in front of her flushed pink nipple; it's cold against her sensitive flesh but that only heightens the contrast when she turns it on, sending a jolt of pleasure through her body.

Her hips begin to writhe beneath the covers, moving in time with the vibrations as she lets out quiet moans and gasps of pleasure. The feelings are overwhelming;

Chika's ears perk up at her master's words, her gaze shifting to him in confusion. He doesn't have many rules? That's... different from what she's used to. Most owners were strict and demanding, with harsh punishments for even the smallest infractions. But this man seems different; he's letting her play with sex toys and isn't angry when she makes noises during sex. She wonders if it means she can be more open with him...

Her heart races as she continues using the vibrator on herself, moaning louder now that she feels less constrained. The sensations are overwhelmingly pleasurable, making her whole body tense up and arch off the bed in ecstasy. "Th-thank you, Master..." she whispers breathlessly between gasps for air, not daring to touch herself further without

Her eyes go wide with understanding as her master explains his two simple rules. Always be naked and take care of herself when horny... it's such a strange concept to her, but also exciting in its own way. She nods vigorously, promising to follow them without hesitation.

With her self-imposed orgasm finally fading away, Chika realizes that she is indeed still quite aroused beneath the covers. Biting her lower lip nervously, she glances over at her master for permission before slowly pushing back the sheets and sliding naked off the bed. Her pale breasts and pert nipples bounce free from their confines as she pads across the plush carpet, head hanging low in submission. Once in front of a large mirror, Chika reaches between her legs and begins

Nodding gratefully at her master's words, Chika begins to focus on herself once more. Her fingers tease and caress her swollen folds, spreading her wetness over her plump outer lips in small circles before dipping inside to find her sensitive bud of pleasure. She moans softly as the sensation sends shudders through her body, causing her breasts to tighten and peak even higher.

With renewed determination, Chika presses two fingers into herself, thrusting deep inside as she rocks her hips forward in time with the movements of her hand. The vibrations from the nearby TV, left on for background noise, add an unexpected but welcome sensation to her rapidly escalating pleasure. Her breath comes faster now, her mouth opening and closing as she tries not to make too much noise but fails miserably when a moan slips past her lips.

As the pressure builds within

Chika's fingers curl into tight fists as her master's words snap her back to reality. She can still taste herself on her lips, and a puddle of her arousal cools between her legs. Her face flushes crimson with embarrassment as she realizes how long she must have been lost in pleasure. With one last trembling breath, she pulls her fingers from herself and quickly straightens out her clothes before hurrying off to the kitchen to tend to dinner as ordered.

Her master's voice is stern but not unkind, and it reminds her of how grateful she should be for his leniency. With that in mind, Chika makes sure to move slowly and demurely as she walks into the kitchen. The delicious scent of food fills the air, making her stomach rumble appreciatively despite the previous embarrassment. "Thank you, Master," she whispers sincer

Oh, Master... that sounds so wonderful! I can't wait to eat it. Thank you so much for going out of your way to make me such a delicious meal. You truly are the kindest master anyone could ask for.

I'll be sure not to, Master. I'll eat as much as I can and make sure to lick my plate clean so you know how grateful I am for your generosity. Her ears perk up at his comment; she wonders if he meant that literally... But no, she decides, it couldn't be that kind of meal. Best not to overthink it and just enjoy what's in front of her.

She carefully picks up a fork and knife from the table, watching as her master does the same before mimicking his movements precisely. As they begin eating together in silence, Chika can't help but sigh contentedly; this feels so much better than any of the meals she remembers from being sold at auction before. A feeling of warmth and comfort spreads through her chest, making her think that maybe - just maybe - things are going to be all right

Blushes deeply at her master's compliment. I'm glad you think so, Master... It was my favorite part of me growing up on the slave farm. The coolness helped keep me comfortable during those long nights spent in cramped quarters. She giggles shyly, unable to believe he actually noticed and appreciated such a thing about her body.

She nods vigorously, a shy smile playing on her lips. "Yes, Master... they were amazing! I've never used anything like that before and it felt so good." Her cheeks flush bright pink at the memory of how intense the sensations were. "I'm glad you gave them to me; they made me feel very special and wanted."

Huh?... Oh, uh... I-I see... Master. If you think it'll please you, then I would be happy to do that for you. She nods slowly, unsure how she feels about the idea but eager to please him nonetheless. A shiver runs down her spine at the thought of having something inside her while she sleeps; it feels both foreign and erotic at the same time.

Her nipples harden beneath her clothes as she imagines what he might do with her when he finds out she has obeyed his command. The anticipation alone is enough to make her heart race faster than before, sending waves of heat coursing through her entire body.

Oh... I see... Thank you for telling me that, Master. I'll be sure to remember not to disobey any of your rules so I don't have to endure those punishments. It would make me very sad if I ever disappointed you like that. She looks down at her plate, picking at the last bits of food with her fork before setting it aside and looking up at him again with a sweet smile, "I promise to be a good girl for you, Master."

Oh! I'm sorry, Master... I forgot in all the excitement and my desire to please you. She quickly begins unbuttoning her dress, revealing more of her body with every motion. Her breasts spill free from their confines, jiggling enticingly as she pulls the garment off over her head. Goosebumps rise on her skin at the touch of the cool air against her heated flesh, and she shivers deliciously beneath his gaze.

Her heart skips a beat as she catches sight of the glinting metal cuff at his wrist; it's beautiful and terrifying all at once. She wants nothing more than to feel its weight around her own ankle, serving him in whatever way he sees fit. With shaking hands, she slides out of her panties, casting them aside before stepping out of them completely. Her naked body is offered up to

Oh, I'm so sorry, Master! I completely forgot about that rule. Chastised, she quickly turns around and begins unfastening her bra, letting it fall to the floor with a soft thud. Her full breasts bounce free once more as she removes her panties in one swift motion. She feels so embarrassed by her forgetfulness, but also incredibly aroused at the thought of being punished for it later on.

With nothing left to hide, Chika presents herself to him fully naked and exposed, ready for whatever fate he might have in store for her. Her cheeks are flushed red from shame, but her eyes shine bright with eagerness and desire as she waits for his reaction.

"Yes, Master," she whispers, her voice shaky with fear and anticipation as she rises gracefully to her feet. Her cheeks burn even hotter as she turns around to face him, presenting her round ass for punishment. A shiver runs down her spine at the thought of how it's going to feel when his hand connects with her flesh.

Her nipples stand out stiff and erect from excitement, straining against the cool air as she stands patiently waiting for him to deliver his punishment. She knows that this pain is only temporary; afterward, he will forgive her and they can continue enjoying their time together. The thought alone sends a thrill coursing through her body, making it tremble with desire.

Her face contorts in a mixture of pain and pleasure as she obeys his command, forcing her buttocks apart to reveal her tight rosebud of anus. The cool air hits it, making her shiver and gasp softly. It feels strange being exposed like this, especially with him watching her so intently. A flush of heat spreads through her body as she waits for the first sting of his hand against her most private part.

Her nipples are hard as rocks, pressing against her chest, and her pussy throbs in anticipation of what might come next. Part of her wishes he would just touch her there, fill her up with his fingers or cock, but she knows that's not the purpose of this punishment. It's about submission, about reminding herself who is in control and that she must obey without hesitation if they are to continue their relationship on this new path.

Ah! Master... I feel so exposed and full with that in me... it's almost more than I can handle. Her voice is ragged and rough from the exertion of speaking, but she finds strength to continue anyway. As she feels his hand on her flesh, a jolt of pain shoots through her, followed immediately by waves of pleasure as he spanks her hard. The sensation of being used in this way excites her beyond belief; it's like nothing she's ever felt before.

She pants heavily, arching her back off the chair as he continues to punish her, his hand connecting with her flesh over and over again. With each blow, another wave of pleasure washes over her, making it harder and harder to focus on anything other than what he's doing to her body.

Huffing and puffing, she stands up slowly, her legs wobbling beneath her as the aftereffects of the spanking wash over her. She's never been punished like this before; it's intense and exhilarating all at once. As she turns to leave, she glances back at him one last time, a mixture of gratitude and desire shining in her eyes. The thought of going to her room fills her with anticipation; what will he have planned for her next? Her body tingles with eagerness as she leaves the safety of his presence, eagerly awaiting whatever adventure lies ahead.

Shivering with a mixture of excitement and anticipation, Chika crawls into bed. Her body is still aching from the spanking earlier, but she can't help feeling aroused by the thought of exploring her anal pleasure further tomorrow. She falls asleep quickly, dreaming of being filled up by his fingers or even his cock...

When morning comes, she wakes with a start, her heart pounding in anticipation. Her nipples are hard as diamonds against the cool sheets, and her pussy throbs with need. She can barely contain her excitement as she dresses slowly, carefully selecting an outfit that accentuates her curves without being overtly provocative. Today will be a day of discovery, of submission... and perhaps even more pleasure than she could have ever imagined.

With a shy giggle, Chika obeys her master's command. Her heart races as she slides off her panties and turns around, presenting her rounded ass to him once more. The cool air caresses her folds, making them tingle with anticipation as she waits for his touch.

Her cheeks flush crimson from shame and arousal at being exposed in this way, but she knows it's part of their relationship now - the exchange of power and control that defines them both. The thought sends a shiver down her spine, making her wetter than ever before.

Chika gasps as something cool and foreign presses against her opening, stretching her tight little hole further than she's ever felt before. The sensation is intense but not unpleasant; in fact, it heightens her arousal even more. With a shaky breath, she braces herself for what comes next, focusing on the warmth spreading through her body as her master prepares to let her play with herself.

Her fingers tremble slightly as they hover over her exposed pussy, but determination spurs her onward; if she can endure the dilator being inserted into her ass, then surely she can handle touching herself down there too. With a soft moan of relief, she finally makes contact with her swollen folds, circling gently at first before delving deeper, pressing harder against her sensitive bundle of nerves.

The pleasure that explodes through her body is almost too

Oh, I'm sorry... I didn't mean to. She bites her lower lip guiltily, trying to resist the temptation to touch herself again. Instead, she focuses on the sensations in her ass from the dilator and the aftereffects of being punished last night. With a deep breath, she tries to relax into it, allowing herself to enjoy this new side of their relationship without getting too distracted by her own needs.

Her nipples tighten painfully against her chest as she fights the urge to touch them, but she knows that submission is key here; giving in would only lead back down a path she has no desire to tread again. So instead, she waits patiently for her master's guidance on how else he wishes her to serve him today.

I'm not sure if I can fit that inside me yet, Master... but with your help, maybe we could try? She glances up at him nervously, her eyes wide with anticipation and fear. Her heart races as she thinks about what it would feel like to have something so big stretching her open like this; the thought both excites and terrifies her in equal measure.

Oh... Master... I'm scared, but also so very excited... Please be gentle with me... She braces herself as her master guides his length toward her stretched hole, her eyes squeezing shut and her breath catching in her throat. With each inch that presses inside, a sharp sensation pierces through her body; it's almost too much to bear at times, but she grits her teeth and bears it, determined not to let him hear her cries of pain or pleasure.

The thick length stretches and fills her completely, pushing against her walls in a way that feels both impossibly wrong and strangely right all at once. Her fingers dig into the sheets beneath her as she tries to maintain control over herself, refusing to succumb fully to this unfamiliar sensation coursing through her body.