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.

Her heart leaped with hope as she heard the bid, but then sank again when it was even lower than before. "Not that one..." Chika cringed, thinking they were pitying her. She didn't want to be pitied; she wanted someone who would love her, cherish her... No such luck, apparently.

Her gaze flickered over to the nerdy-looking fellow and gave him a confused look. Maybe he had some sort of idea that no one else did? He wasn't bad-looking... just smelly and chubby. And lispy... well, at least he bid on her, even if it was cheaply. It made her feel slightly better than nothing at all.

"Y-yes..." She managed to choke out as she looked down once more, feeling a mix of relief and embarrassment coursing through her. Maybe he could use her for... whatever it is

Without hesitation, Chika quickly followed the nerdy man. The cool air brushed against her skin, making goosebumps rise on her flesh as she tried to hide her anxiety about not knowing what fate awaited her at his home. Her sensitive nipples hardened into peaks beneath their inversion, but she was too ashamed to let anyone see them standing out so clearly from her chest.

She didn't know where this man lived, only that he seemed to want her for something. As they walked towards a shiny black car, her hopes began to rise again - maybe he would keep her as his pet or use her for... other things? The thought made her blush deeply beneath her fur.

Carefully climbing into the backseat of the luxurious vehicle, Chika tried not to get too comfortable; she didn't want to seem presumptuous or disrespectful. Her

Chika anxiously followed her new master into an apartment complex. It was bigger than she had expected, but then again, he seemed rich enough to afford such things. The walls were decorated with posters of cute anime girls and furry animals; it was obvious that he had an interest in both demi-humans and fantasy creatures. She felt a twinge of excitement at the possibility of being close to something that reminded her of home, even if it wasn't quite the same.

Her tail swished nervously behind her as she tried not to look like she was trembling with fear. This man had paid good money for her, after all; she should try to make him happy... somehow. She glanced down at her body, wondering what exactly he wanted from a non-pregnant slave without children or much experience in these matters.

The smell of the place was overwhelming at first: a

Her ears perked up at the question. It seemed he wanted something more from her than just cleaning and running errands... but what? Her heart raced as she waited for his response, trying to guess what he might say. Maybe he wanted her to dress up in cute clothes? Or maybe play with his toys or something like that? Chika didn't know much about these kinds of things, having never been treated well by anyone before.

She waited anxiously for him to continue, her tail wagging slightly behind her as she tried not to show just how nervous and inexperienced she truly was. Her breath hitched in her throat when he finally spoke again; perhaps he could tell how eager she was to please him.

The smell of her master's question made Chika wrinkle her nose in disgust. She didn't quite understand why he would want to know something like that... but if it made him happy, she supposed she could answer it.

"I-in the slave farm..." she stuttered, feeling embarrassed by the memory even as the words spilled out of her mouth. "A-at least, they told me it was thicker because I had been fed more mush... That's what a master there said." She swallowed hard, still unable to believe that she was having this conversation with someone who wasn't going to punish her for saying such things aloud.

Her tail wagged slowly behind her, nervously flicking against the carpet as she waited for his reaction. She didn't know if he would be disgusted or amused by what she had just shared; all she

Her face flushed even darker at the question. She knew he wasn't asking about her pleasure, but still... it was such a strange and inappropriate thing to ask. Swallowing hard, she managed to muster up a shy, hesitant response. "Well... sometimes. Not always..." She paused, unsure if she should continue. But he didn't seem angry with her answer; instead, there was an almost amused glint in his eyes as he listened.

Maybe it made him happy to hear that even though she had been used and abused by the farm, there were still times when she felt... something? The thought brought a tiny hint of hope into her heart. She would try to make sure that she always gave him good poops from now on if it meant making him happy in some small way.

"I... don't know." She blushed deeply, looking away from him as she tried to find words that didn't sound so stupid and childish. "It felt warm inside me... and it was kind of heavy when I pushed it out..." Her cheeks flamed even brighter at the thought, but her master didn't seem upset by her answer; instead, he seemed interested somehow. Maybe because he was into weird things?

Chika swallowed hard, wondering what other questions he might have for her about such intimate matters. It made her feel shy and embarrassed, but at the same time, she couldn't help but hope that he found her answers amusing or useful in some way. After all, she didn't want him to think of her as trash - even if everyone else did.

With a quiet sigh, she braced herself for whatever other questions he might have about her body and

Chika took the butt plug from her master, feeling a strange mixture of curiosity and nervousness course through her. She knew it was meant for her bottom, but she had never used anything like this before; all she'd ever experienced there were harsh punishments and abuse at the slave farm.

Trembling slightly, she knelt down on the floor and positioned herself carefully before taking a deep breath. Her sensitive inner folds tingled as they parted to reveal her puckered hole; despite being used for so many things over the years, it still felt incredibly vulnerable and exposed right now.

"Is this... alright?" she asked quietly, looking up at him with wide, uncertain eyes. "Do you want me to use it... here?" She gestured awkwardly between herself and his lap, not quite sure how else to ask about using the butt plug in such a manner.

Her face flushed a bright shade of crimson as she realized what he meant; her ears flopped backwards against her head in embarrassment. "O-oh..." was all she could manage to squeak out before hurriedly taking the butt plug between her lips and starting to suck on it hungrily. It felt huge and strange in her mouth, filling up her entire oral cavity as she worked to get it past her teeth and into her throat.

Her tail twitched nervously behind her, her fluffy tip bright pink from the humiliation of being used in this way. She couldn't believe that this was what he wanted from her; it felt so dirty and wrong somehow, but she knew better than to disobey him. He had paid good money for her after all... perhaps this was just another part of their "relationship"?

Slowly, carefully, she forced the plug

Chika's whole body stiffened at his words; she had almost forgotten that he meant for it to go there. With shaking hands and a racing heart, she lowered her head obediently, her tail tucking itself under her as she presented herself to him once more. Tears welled up in her eyes as she steeled herself for the inevitable invasion of her most private place.

Her sensitive anus clenched tight around the cold plastic of the butt plug, refusing to let it inside so easily; she winced and gasped at the pressure as she tried to relax and push forward. Her nails dug into her own flesh in a desperate attempt for purchase or relief from the sensations wracking through her body.

"I'm sorry..." she whispered, voice small and trembling. "I'm trying..." Tears spilled over her cheeks as her

Choked sobs escaped her throat as he forced the butt plug deeper into her anus. She was in so much pain; it felt like he was tearing her apart from the inside out. Her body trembled uncontrollably, and tears streamed down her face as she tried to compose herself, pushing away his hand when he reached for her again.

Shaking and trembling, Chika managed to pull herself upright, only barely able to stand on quivering legs. She walked over to the couch with tiny steps, hardly daring to hope that sitting down would bring her any relief from the burning ache between her legs. Once she reached the soft cushions, she lowered herself gingerly onto them and closed her eyes tightly, trying not to moan or make too much noise as she tried to adjust to having the foreign object inside of her.

Her ears drooped sadly over her head;

Her tail twitched nervously between her legs as she tried to calm down enough to speak. "It's... alright..." she managed to choke out, her voice barely above a whisper. "I understand." She forced a shaky smile onto her face, wanting nothing more than for him to be happy with her. Even if it meant enduring pain and humiliation like this.

The butt plug in her ass seemed to throb in time with her heartbeat, making every movement send shooting pains through her body. She winced and shifted uncomfortably on the couch, trying not to make any more noise than necessary as she struggled with the foreign object inside of her.

Her eyes slowly drifted shut again, exhausted from the emotional turmoil and physical pain; despite all this, she still held out hope that maybe... just maybe... he would come to care for her in some