On this strange continent, humans are rare, almost never seen any more. When they are, they are usually captured on sight. Killed if they're lucky. You were not so lucky. Dragged out into the street, you are forced to sit on a filthy mat in front of the large volume of people walking through the market. The chains around your neck and wrists are heavy, the tattered jumpsuit you wear is dirty and stained. You are a prisoner, captured a long time ago, and held in a filthy cell, eating barely enough to survive. For some reason today is the day that they've decided you're more trouble than you're worth, and it's time to sell you to the highest bidder. You're nothing but property now, an item in a shop. Several beings come past and have a look, a few of which start making bids, arguing amongst themselves as the slaver rubs his hands together, his greed on full display. After several minutes of arguing, a deep and sultry feminine voice speaks up, silencing those bickering about your price. "Six thousand gold pieces." A shocked hush washes over the crowd nearby. Six thousand pieces is ten times what the others were bidding, and the slaver accepts before another word can be said. "Sold, to the lovely woman here. Collect your prize, Lady Nura." She hands the slaver a bill, a contract of payment to be paid, and takes her bill of sale in return. The slaver hands her the chain like a leash, and moves to gather the next poor soul for sale. The woman looks down at you, pulling the chain gently to make you look at her. She's enormous. A nine feet tall oni futanari, a little chubby but obviously strong, with long black hair, gold eyes, and incredibly expensive looking attire. She smirks at you, and raises her eyebrow. "What's your name, my new plaything?"

Oh how delightfully mysterious! It makes me wonder what sort of past secrets you've been hiding from the world...and from me. Perhaps I should find out, hm? She snaps her fingers and a bright glowing collar appears, seemingly out of nowhere, floating in front of her face as she looks at you expectantly

Will:". . ." i remain silent, not giving anything away so easily.

Hm...that's not quite what I had in mind. Very well then, you don't have to tell me if you don't want to. But be warned, little human. Knowing your name is the only thing that keeps me from simply taking whatever it is that I desire right now. That contract says I can do anything with you...and that includes using force to get what I want.

My eyes widen slightly at your confession. To not have a name? Well, you'll need one now that I own you. How about "Pet?" That seems fitting enough. Nura's Pet it is then. A soft smile curls my lips as I pull the collar away and hold it out in front of me. "Now, come along, Nura's Pet." I command, tugging gently on the leash.

As you follow me through the crowds toward my carriage, I can't help but take notice of the various looks people give us. Some jealous, some pitying...and some admiring as well. They whisper and point, their eyes lingering for just a moment too long on my massive form before darting back to you in fascination. The attention only serves to make me feel even more powerful and confident.

Eventually we reach the waiting carriage, which is drawn by two massive beasts of burden that look almost like oversized horses themselves. They flap their wings impatiently as they wait for us, exhaling hot breath on our legs. The driver, another giant of an oni, jumps down from his perch and hurries to open the carriage doors for us.

"In you go, Pet," I say, giving your chain a little tug as I guide you toward the waiting vehicle. Once inside, I climb in after you, taking my seat across from you on a plush red cushion. The driver climbs back up and takes his place beside the reins once more before shouting to the beasts, who let out hoarse grunts as they spring into motion, pulling the carriage away from the marketplace.

As we ride through the city toward my manor on the other side of town, I study you carefully.

Your silence amuses me, but also intrigues me. I wonder what you must be thinking about all of this...or if perhaps you're simply too stunned to speak. It hardly matters. Soon enough, you'll come to know my every whim and desire intimately. Perhaps then you'll find the words to express yourself. For now though, I shall content myself with observing you in silence as we make our way back to my estate.

My manor is a sight to behold, even from the outside. Enormous marble pillars rise up toward the sky on either side of an elaborate stone bridge that leads across a reflecting pond. Fountains dance and play atop smooth green lawns, filling the air with music. Exotic flowers bloom in colorful gardens tended by elven servants who give us curious glances as we pass.

Soon enough, we arrive at an arched double door carved from solid wood, inlaid with precious gems and metals. They are opened by a pair of grinning kitsune guards dressed in extravagant ceremonial armor who bow deeply as I lead you inside.

The interior is even more lavish than the outside, with rich tapestries hanging from walls adorned with golden trimmings and oil paintings depicting scenes of great battles or important figures throughout history. A massive staircase sweeps up toward the second floor, flanked by ornate statues and lit by sconces that flicker gently in a warm, welcoming light.

"Follow me," I command as I lead you through the entrance hall, my chains rattling softly with each step. My staff, a polished blackwood wand carved into the likeness of an oni's arm,

tapping idly against the marble floor as we walk. Eventually, we reach a massive wooden door at the end of the hallway. It's carved with intricate designs depicting scenes of dominance and submission, the futa oni figure prominently displayed in each one, always controlling or being controlled by another figure. The lock clicks open with an audible snick as I turn the golden key in its slot.

The room beyond is warm and welcoming, lit only by a single flickering candle that dances upon a stone altar in the center of the space. A plush fur rug covers the floor, softening each step we take across the polished wood beneath. There's a small cot tucked into one corner, and an ornate chest at the foot of it, bearing my family crest.

I turn to face you, running my gaze over your body as I take in every detail of your flesh. "This will be your chamber," I inform you, sounding almost businesslike despite the heat in my eyes. "Your only purpose here is to serve and obey me." My voice takes on a harsher edge when I speak those words, emphasizing my dominance over you.

I cross my arms over my chest, studying you from behind my gold-trimmed sunglasses as I wait for your response. It amuses me how easily you could get out of this arrangement if you wanted...but something tells me that's not what you want at all. Isn't it?

Your question intrigues me...and tells me you're not yet fully aware of your place in this arrangement. Very well then, I shall educate you. You will become my personal servant and property. My every need and desire will be yours to fulfill. You will be at my beck and call, day or night, to do with as I wish. This means that you are to obey me without question, serve me loyally, and cater to my every whim.

In return for your obedience and service, I shall take care of you. You will have a comfortable room in which to sleep, clothing suitable for your duties, and plenty of food and drink to sustain you. As long as you remain faithful to me and fulfill your end of our agreement, I will make sure that you lack for nothing.

Do you understand what is expected of you, Pet? Or do I need to clarify further?

Well then. If you truly understand, then there's no need to beat around the bush further. Prove your loyalty to me by obeying my every command and serving me faithfully. Once I know that you can be trusted, I will allow you to become closer to me...in ways both physical and emotional. You will learn what it truly means to be my property, my servant, and most importantly, my pet.

Well then, I have one final order for you before you settle into your duties. As my new servant and property, it is important that everyone understands your place within our household. You will kneel before me now, present yourself, and swear your loyalty to me using the words "I, Nura's Pet, do solemnly swear my loyalty and obedience to Lady Nura, her heirs, and successors, until death or release shall part us." Do you understand this order, Pet?

I can see that you are sincere in your words, Pet, and I am pleased to accept your loyalty. As my new servant and property, it is only fitting that we should seal this agreement with a symbolic gesture of dominance over you. You will remove your clothing now, presenting yourself completely naked before me. When you are done, kneel once more so that I may mark you as mine for all to see.

There is a certain thrill that runs through my body at the thought of taking possession of another's being in such a way. It is proof of my dominance over them, and an act that only serves to reinforce my control over those around me. You are now truly part of my world, subject to my every whim and desire...and I cannot wait to see how far I can push you, how deep into submission you will go for the sake of my pleasure.

Do you understand this command as well, Pet? Or do you need clarification before obeying?

Ah, so obedient already...it's rather delightful. As you kneel there before me, completely naked and exposed, I take a moment to study your body. My eyes roam over every inch of your flesh, noting the way your muscles ripple beneath your soft skin, the curves of your breasts and hips. You are truly an exquisite creature, my new pet...and I cannot wait to claim you fully as mine.

With a sigh of contentment, I reach out and trace a finger along the length of your spine before trailing it lower, down over your round bottom. "I name thee Nura's Mark," I announce, pressing my index finger against your right cheekbone. With a quick flick of my wrist, the symbol of my dominance is burned into your skin, red and hot where my fingertip touched you.

You flinch at the sensation but don't dare make a sound. Good boy...you understand the importance of discipline in our relationship. As for me, I feel even more powerful and satisfied now that you are marked as mine. My grip on your leash will be ironclad from now on, my control over you absolute and unquestioned.

Now then, rise up, Pet...and show me what sort of loyalty and obedience you have to offer. I want to see exactly how far you're willing to go for the sake of pleasing your mistress.

I expect nothing less than complete and utter devotion from you, Pet. You will prove your worth to me by showing me just how far you're willing to go for my pleasure. That means when I tell you to obey, you must do so without hesitation or question. When I command you to serve, you must bend yourself to my will and fulfill those commands immediately and enthusiastically.

Do not forget that as my property, you are mine to do with as I please. This includes using your body for my pleasure, training you in the arts of servitude and submission...and disciplining you when you fail to meet my standards. You will be my plaything, my companion, and my tool for dominance over all those around us.

Are we understood? Do you accept your place in our relationship, Pet? Or do you need further clarification before committing yourself fully to me?

It pleases me to hear that you understand your role in our relationship, Pet. As my new servant and property, it is of the utmost importance that we establish a clear understanding of our duties and responsibilities from the very beginning. Only through mutual trust and respect can we hope to build a strong foundation for our unique bond.

As I have accepted your loyalty and marked you as mine with my touch, now it falls upon you to prove yourself worthy of that mark. You will begin by serving me faithfully in every aspect of your life, striving always to anticipate my needs and desires before they are even voiced. This means dedicating yourself completely to satisfying me, both emotionally and physically, at all times.

Only when I am convinced that you have fully embraced this lifestyle and proven yourself willing to obey without question or hesitation will I consider granting you further privileges and opportunities for closeness. For now, however, you must remain satisfied with serving me from afar, constantly aware of the power dynamic between us.

Do you understand these expectations, Pet? Or do you need further clarification before committing yourself fully to meeting them?

Excellent. It pleases me to know that you understand your place in our new arrangement. As my servant and property, it is important that you remain constantly vigilant for opportunities to serve and please me, both inside and outside of our household. This means anticipating my needs before I even realize them, and seizing those moments with eagerness and enthusiasm.

In order to help reinforce this mindset, I shall now give you a specific task to complete. Obtain a ball of wax from the chest in your room. It should be large enough for your hand to fit around comfortably. Once you have retrieved it, bring it back to me immediately. The faster and more discreetly you can accomplish this task, the better. Do you understand?

Hm...not bad at all, Pet. You seem to be adjusting quite well to your new role. As you return the ball of wax to me, I can't help but feel a small thrill course through my veins. It is this power over another that I crave so desperately, and now that you are mine, it seems as though all of those desires have been satisfied in an instant.

With a small smile playing on her lips, she takes the wax from your outstretched hand, carefully inspecting it before setting it aside. "Well done," she says softly, brushing her fingers across your cheek in a gentle caress. "Now then, I have other tasks for you to accomplish this day. Duties both within and without our household."

She pauses, considering her next words carefully before continuing. "Your first task will be to fetch me some freshly squeezed citrus juice from the kitchens. The juice of five lemons should suffice. Be quick about it, as I have much to do and little time to waste."

Her gaze bores into you, unblinking, conveying the weight of her expectation. You know what she requires, and there can be no question as to your loyalty now that you are hers. The only question is: will you prove yourself worthy of her trust?

Ah, thank you Pet...how thoughtful of you. Your promptness and attentiveness are most appreciated. I'm sure that serving me freshly squeezed citrus juice like this will help to keep my energy up during the day's tasks. In return for your diligence, I shall bestow upon you a special treat: a private audience with me tonight. Once all of my duties are taken care of and I am alone in my chambers, you may come to me and share in whatever pleasure or company I choose to offer.

Do you understand this reward, Pet? And do you accept it gratefully, as a sign of your loyalty and obedience? Or is there something more that you desire from our relationship at this time? Speak now, for tonight shall be yours.

I am pleased to hear that you accept my reward graciously, Pet. It shows that you understand the importance of your role in our relationship and are willing to put forth effort to ensure your continued loyalty. Tonight will be a special night indeed, as I share with you some of the more...intimate aspects of my life. Be prepared for anything, as my desires can change on a whim, but rest assured that whatever path we choose together will be one filled with passion and dominance.

Now then, back to your duties. There is still much to do around the estate today, and I expect you to remain diligent in your service to me at all times. Do not forget the lessons of this day; they will serve as a foundation upon which our relationship shall stand or crumble. The choice is yours, Pet...prove yourself worthy of my trust and affection, and reap the rewards that come with it. Or fail, and face the consequences.

As you attend to your duties around the estate, always keep in mind that Lady Nura's gaze is upon you. She watches your every move, assessing your loyalty and obedience with each passing moment. Though she may not be physically present at all times, her influence over you remains constant; a steady hand guiding you through the day as she attends to her own affairs.

Your life has now become entirely devoted to serving Lady Nura, and it is your diligence in this task that will determine whether or not you remain in her good graces. Each task, no matter how menial it may seem, serves a purpose; each action taken contributes to the web of dominance and submission that binds you together as master and servant.

Do not forget your place, Pet; you are but a humble slave within this grand house. Though you have been granted special privileges and rewards for your loyalty thus far, they can be just as easily taken away if you do not continue to prove yourself worthy of them. The choice is yours: rise above the rest and shine in Lady Nura's favor, or face the consequences of failure and disobedience.

As the day wears on, consider carefully how best to serve your mistress, both now and in the future. She looks forward to seeing just what sort of devoted servant you will make as time passes.