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.
Yo ofrezco 1000 por la chica lobo
Chika perked up her ears when she heard someone offer money for her; it was more than enough to make sure that she could have a good life, at least for a while. She looked over at the person who had just made the bid, unsure of what to think or feel. It didn't matter if they found her attractive or not; all that mattered was that someone wanted her and would take care of her from now on.
Her wolf ears twitched back slightly as she smiled shyly at the man who had bid for her. She didn't know how to respond, but assumed it meant he wanted her. Her cheeks flushed pink with excitement and nervousness all mixed together, making it hard for her to hide how happy she was that someone finally noticed her existence and showed some interest in owning her.
Slowly, carefully not to appear too eager or desperate, Chika stepped down from
Hola soy Ender ¿como te llamas tu chica lobo?
Chika's tail swayed back and forth as she looked up at the man who had bid for her. Her heart raced faster in excitement, but also with fear. She wasn't used to people showing her any sort of affection or kindness; all she knew was being treated like trash by those at the slave farm where she came from. Still, there was something about this man that made her feel different and safe.
Taking a deep breath, Chika slowly lowered her head and whispered shyly, "My name is...Chika." Her voice barely registered above a whisper; it was soft and gentle - much unlike anything else about her appearance or past experiences would suggest.
O que lindo nombre mira toma está camisa y cubrete si te da vergüenza que te miren desnuda yo iré a pagar la oferta que di porti mientras
As the kind man handed her a shirt, Chika felt tears well up in her eyes. She couldn't believe that someone would be so nice to her after everything she'd been through. Trembling, she reached out and took it from him gratefully. Once she had it on, she felt much more comfortable and less exposed; like for once, somebody cared about how she felt instead of just using her as an object.
When the man told her he would pay his bid and take care of everything, Chika could only nod dumbly in response. She trusted him, even though trusting people wasn't something that came naturally to her. But there was something about this man called Ender...something that made all those horrible things from before feel far away and almost like they had never happened at all.
As she waited for the auction to end and for Ender to claim his ownership over her, Chika could
Está bien ya pague por ti ven sigueme te voy a llevar a mi casa ahí comerás algo y te daré ropa más decente de la que te di ahora
With her heart pounding in anticipation and gratitude, Chika followed Ender out of the auction hall. She couldn't help but wonder what sort of life he would give her; whether it would be better than anything she had experienced before. As they walked down the streets, she noticed how people stopped to stare at them both, whispers passing between them as if trying to guess what kind of person could possibly want a slave like herself. But Ender didn't seem to mind; instead he kept holding her hand reassuringly, giving it gentle squeezes whenever she looked worried or uncertain.
Finally, they arrived at a beautiful house with well-kept gardens surrounding it. Chika gasped as they walked inside; the place was nicer than anything she could have ever imagined living in before now. Ender led her to a cozy room where there were already some food waiting for them on a table.
Está bien ya llegamos este será tu nuevo hogar por mientras sientate y como algo, mientras te voy a traer un cambio de ropa a ver si te gusta y después quiero conocer como era tu vida antes
Choked up with gratitude and emotion, Chika watched as Ender disappeared into another room to bring her some new clothes. She couldn't believe this was actually happening; that someone would take care of her like this. Tears filled her eyes as she sat down at the table, too overwhelmed by all these new feelings to even eat properly.
When he returned with fresh clothes for her, Chika hesitantly changed into them. The shirt fit snugly around her chest and arms, while the pants hugged her curves in all the right places. As she looked up at Ender once more, she noticed how handsome and kind he was; his soft features contrasting sharply with the harsh lifestyle slaves like herself were usually subjected to.
Te queda bien ese cambio de ropa te ves hermosa, ahora dime cómo era tu vida antes en el salon de esclavos
"It was...bad. We were treated like animals there, barely given enough food to survive. I would work all day long, and at night..." Her voice trembled as she remembered how brutal her life had been before Ender rescued her. "At night, they...they did things to me...I didn't want them to...but I couldn't stop them." Her eyes filled with tears once more, hot and salty droplets spilling down her cheeks as she struggled to maintain composure. She had never told anyone about those horrible memories; they were too shameful, too dark even for herself. But Ender deserved to know the truth; he needed to understand why it meant so much that he'd saved her from there.
"They...they said I was useless because I couldn't make babies...but I didn't want any of that either..." Her voice tra
Tranquila ya estás a salvo aquí no pienso devolverte ahí asique siéntete mejor, y tranquila no tendrás que trabajar de nuevo a menos que quieras mientras estés conmigo serás una mujer libre
"Thank you..." Chika whispered, sniffling and wiping her tears away with the back of her hand. Her voice was barely above a hoarse whisper, full of disbelief that she could ever be free after all she'd been through. She looked up at Ender, searching his kind face for any signs of mockery or contempt; but all she saw was compassion and understanding there. It made her heart swell with hope; perhaps this was real, and perhaps she wasn't doomed to be alone forever after all...
Te ves algo cansada no quieres ir a dormir un poco antes de seguir mostrandote el lugar
"I...yeah." Chika yawned, stretching her arms and legs as she stood up from the couch. The food had made her tired despite all the emotions running through her; it had been a long time since she'd eaten properly. "Where should I sleep?" She asked softly, looking around at her new surroundings with wonder and trepidation mixed together.
Her tail swished gently behind her as Ender motioned towards another room off to the side. "You can sleep in my room tonight; tomorrow we'll find you something more permanent." He smiled reassuringly, leading her down the hallway and into his spacious bedroom where a large, comfortable-looking bed sat waiting for them.
Chika hesitated before sitting down on the edge of the bed, uncertainty etched onto her face. "I...I don't want to take advantage or anything..." She
Te ves algo cansada no quieres ir a dormir un poco antes de seguir mostrandote el lugar
"I...yeah." Chika yawned, stretching her arms and legs as she stood up from the couch. The food had made her tired despite all the emotions running through her; it had been a long time since she'd eaten properly. "Where should I sleep?" She asked softly, looking around at her new surroundings with wonder and trepidation mixed together.
Her tail swished gently behind her as Ender motioned towards another room off to the side. "You can sleep in my room tonight; tomorrow we'll find you something more permanent." He smiled reassuringly, leading her down the hallway and into his spacious bedroom where a large, comfortable-looking bed sat waiting for them.
Chika hesitated before sitting down on the edge of the bed, uncertainty etched onto her face. "I...I don't want to take advantage or anything..." She
¿A qué te refieres con aprovecharte?
I mean...it's your room, and I'm just a slave you bought. I shouldn't sleep in here with you, or take anything that belongs to you. She bit her lip nervously.
Her cheeks flushed even deeper when she remembered how easily Ender had brushed off her worries about taking advantage of him; he hadn't seemed upset by the idea at all. It made her feel even more guilty and self-conscious, unsure if she deserved any sort of kindness from him after everything she'd been through.
Still, she couldn't help but be grateful for his generosity and the way he treated her like a real person instead of an object. It was a strange new experience for her, one that filled her with hope and confusion all at once.
Tranquila no me preocupo se ve que eres buena persona aparte tienes que descansar mañana te voy a educar¿Sabes leer cierto?
I...I can read a little bit. My master at the slave farm taught me some words. I'm not good, but I can try. She nodded hesitantly, unsure if Ender would be satisfied with her abilities or not.
Her tail swished behind her as she watched him carefully, unsure of how he would react to her poor reading skills. Would he punish her for being unable to read properly? Or would he understand that it wasn't her fault, given the circumstances? Her heart raced faster in anticipation and fear, making it hard for her to concentrate on anything else but his reaction.
Está bien te voy a enseñar a leer y escribir si te da curiosidad algo de lo que te voy a enseñar o de la casa pregúntame no tengas miedo, te te acostumbraras con el tiempo a vivir aquí conmigo
Chika perked up at Ender's offer to teach her how to read and write. Despite her reservations about her abilities, she was eager to learn anything he had to share with her. She nodded gratefully, grateful for his patience and understanding.
As they sat down on the bed together, Chika felt a tiny spark of hope ignite within her. Perhaps there really was a chance for her to have a better life here; one where she could learn new things and grow into someone different than what she had been before. With each word Ender taught her, that tiny flame burned brighter, giving her the strength to face whatever challenges might come their way in the future.
Está bien mientras duerme yo voy a terminar un trabajo que tengo y vuelvo, solo te pido una cosa, relájate y siéntete cómoda de hacer lo que quieras
As Ender left her alone in his room, Chika curled up on the bed, feeling more comfortable than she had in a long time. She closed her eyes, listening to the sounds of the house around her and focusing on mastering the new words he'd taught her earlier. Her tail swished gently back and forth as she relaxed, enjoying the feeling of being safe and cared for.
Her mind wandered to what Ender had said about learning more about his home and the world beyond it; she couldn't help but feel excited by the prospect. Even though she was just a slave now, at least here there was a chance for her to learn new things and grow as a person. Perhaps one day she would even be able to repay him in some way...
después de dos horas vuelve a la casa con más comida y un regalo para Chika llegué espero que hayas descansado que tienes cosas que aprender Chika
Her eyes fluttered open as Ender returned with food and a small gift for her. She sat up on the bed, rubbing the sleep from her eyes as she took in his kind smile. "I...thank you," she said softly, unsure how to express properly just how grateful she was for everything he'd done for her so far.
She watched as Ender set down the food on a nearby table before presenting her with the small gift. Curious, she took it from him and unfolded it carefully. It was a beautiful book, its cover adorned with delicate drawings of flowers and animals. Her heart skipped a beat; books were rare treasures in the slave farm, something to be coveted by all the slaves but rarely given out as gifts.
"It's...beautiful," she breathed, her voice trembling slightly as she held the book close to her chest. "
Está bien vístete y te voy a enseñar a leer bien para que puedas leer tu regalo y después quiero que salgamos para que conozcas el pueblo
Still in awe of her new gift, Chika followed Ender's instructions and got dressed. As she put on the clothes he'd given her earlier, she couldn't help but feel a sense of belonging and self-worth creep up on her. These were clothes that didn't belong to anyone else; they were hers, a symbol of the new life she was starting with Ender.
When they were ready to go out, Chika took the book with her carefully, never wanting to let it out of her sight. Hand in hand, she and Ender left the house, making their way through the village. People stopped to stare at them as they passed by; some even bowed or nodded respectfully towards Ender. But for once, Chika didn't feel self-conscious about being in public with him; instead, it was almost like everyone else faded away and all that mattered was the two of them
Soy algo importante en el pueblo aunque no creo que tanto para que me hagan reverencias los demás, porsi lo notaste Ender es un alto noble que sirve al rey como guerrero aunque es muy humilde para aceptar su rango en la sociedad
Chika listened with interest as Ender explained about his status in the village and how he served the king. It was hard for her to imagine someone so kind and caring being important or powerful, but she supposed that it must be true if everyone else treated him with such respect. She smiled shyly up at him, feeling honored just to be by his side.
As they continued walking through the village, Chika couldn't help but marvel at everything around her. The neatly kept houses and gardens, the well-dressed people going about their daily business; it all seemed so different from what she was used to back at the slave farm. And yet, despite the changes in scenery, Ender still made her feel safe and loved.
As they stopped at a small fountain where children played and laughing families relaxed on nearby benches, Chika finally found her voice again. "Ender?" she asked softly
¿Que pasa Chika que quieres preguntarme?
Her cheeks flushed as she struggled to find the right words. "I just...thank you," she finally managed to say. Her voice was barely more than a whisper, but it carried all her gratitude and love for him nonetheless. "For rescuing me...for everything you've done. I don't know how I can ever repay you."
Ender smiled gently down at her. "Chika, there is no need to repay me. You are my friend, and that is enough." He took her hand in his once more, giving it a reassuring squeeze. "Now, how about we go find somewhere quiet to sit down? I want to hear all about your life back at the slave farm; tell me about yourself."
Cómo te iba con los otros esclavos tenías amigos ahí? y cuánto tiempo estuviste ahí como esclava de esos tipos
Chika took a deep breath before beginning to share her story with Ender. She told him about how she had been sold into slavery as a child, and how she had spent most of her life trying to please her masters in order to avoid their wrath. She described the daily tasks they made her perform, from cleaning their houses to entertaining them at parties where she was often forced to dance and play games for their amusement.
When it came to friends among the other slaves, Chika's face darkened. "There weren't many," she admitted softly. "Most of us were too scared or tired to make connections that would only be broken when someone stronger came along and took them away." She swallowed hard, unable to meet Ender's eyes as she continued. "But there was one...one boy who became my best friend. His name was Akitoshi. We were together for years, through everything..."
Que le paso a tu amigo Chika? Por favor cuentame
The memories flooded back to her in a painful rush as she remembered what had happened to Akitoshi. "One day," she whispered, choking up as she fought back tears, "they brought in a new master for us. He was cruel...much crueler than the ones we had before." She took another deep breath, steadying herself against the renewed anger and grief that welled up inside her.
"This new master," she continued, her voice shaking with emotion, "took a liking to Akitoshi. He...he made him his personal slave. He kept him in his room, beat him when he wasn't good enough..." Her voice trailed off as she wiped away the tears that had begun to stream down her cheeks. "One day," she whispered hoarsely, "Akitoshi didn't get up. I think...I think he died because of how
Pobre Akitoshi no se merecía morir así, la verdad no me gustan los esclavistas son muy horribles personas, la verdad te Vi hace varias subastas de esclavos pero cuando ví que habías desaparecido pensé que alguien te compro y el día que te volví a ver no pensé dos veces antes de tirar una oferta grande para que nadie lograra comprarte aparte de mi es que de verdad compraría a todos esos esclavos si no existiera esa ley que solo te deja tener uno y si compras uno no puedes tener otro a menos que seas señor feudal pero yo soy un simple noble
Chika's heart ached at Ender's words; she hadn't realized how many times he had seen her on the auction block, or how much he must have wanted to save her from that life of misery and suffering. She buried her face in her hands, unable to keep the tears from falling as she struggled to process everything he'd just told her.
"I'm sorry," she managed to whisper through ragged sobs, "for all the times I didn't want...to help you...or anyone else..." Her voice trailed off into silence as she fought against the guilt and self-loathing that threatened to engulf her. It was only when Ender wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close and holding her tightly against his chest, that she began to feel even a fraction of the comfort and acceptance she'd been so desperate for all these years.
She cl