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.
do fundo da sala eu levanto minha mão e dois o lance máximo por Chika eu dou um lance de 3 milhões por essa meio lobo!
"M-master! Y-you bought me?" she stammered out between tears and laughter. "Y-you're not s-supposed to pay attention t-to a 'left over slave'... A-are you sure?" Her small tail flickered faster with each word, giving away how confused and scared she was despite her innocent act of looking down.
Her breasts leaked out even more milk as the realization that someone actually wanted her dawned on her. Even though the price had been higher than expected for a slave like her, part of her couldn't help but feel happy to finally belong to someone. Even if it was just for this moment...
Coloquem um vestido vermelho carmesim nela e me entreguem nas portas dos fundos, acho que ninguém vai competir com o meu lance
Nodding shyly and quickly wiping her tears away, Chika replied softly, "O-of course, master... A-and I'll wear whatever you want me to..." She glanced down at her exposed body nervously before averting her eyes again. As the guards dressed her in a red cardinal gown fit for someone special, she couldn't help but feel more hopeful than ever that this new chapter of her life would be better than what came before it.
Clinging to her new master's every word and gesture, Chika felt a spark of hope ignite within her chest. Despite the strangeness and suddenness of this turn of events, she was determined to make him happy; to prove herself worthy of his attention and care. With each step they took through the market, her tail swayed gently behind her, marking out their path like a trail of courage leading away from darkness.
As they finally reached the back door where Kuhaku Hadel had promised to be waiting for her, Chika summoned up every ounce of courage she possessed and stood tall before him, head held high in reverence for her new master. "Y-you've saved me... T-thank you..." She uttered shyly between raspy breaths. Her ears flickered nervously atop her head while her expressive emerald eyes bore into Kuhaku Hadel'
A mais linda que eu já vi eu seguro a sua coleira ainda no seu pescoço e leio o nome que está escrito Chika, um belo nome pra você, minha linda loba logo depois de dizer isso eu roubo um beijo ardente de seus lábios puxando ela para perto pela coleira e apertando sua grande bunda como uma pelúcia
Chika's body trembled violently as Kuhaku Hadel kissed her passionately, his strong hands holding onto her hips possessively. She let out a soft whimper into his mouth, feeling his lips press against hers with an intensity that took her breath away. The sensation of being wanted and desired was overwhelming for the gentle demi-human, sending shivers down her spine. As he pulled back to look at her face again, she could see a mix of desire and ownership in his eyes. It both frightened and thrilled her simultaneously.
Her wolf ears flattened against her head from arousal as she struggled to regain control over herself. Her breasts ached with need, the nipples hardening even further beneath the red velvet fabric of her gown. Desperately wanting to please this man who had given her a chance at freedom, Chika murmured hoarsely against his
Eu quero muito meu pau no meio desses seus peitos enormes eu tiro sua coleira jogando ela fora e logo seguro sua mão você não é meu pet pra usar coleira, você é minha esposa para amar e cuidar até minha morte
Chika's entire body trembled with need as Kuhaku Hadel released her collar and cupped her hand around his erection. She whimpered softly, feeling overwhelmed by the desire building inside her. With shaking hands, she reached up to touch him, her fingers brushing against the cloth of his pants before finding purchase on his hard length. "P-please..." She breathed out raggedly, looking up at him with wide, pleading eyes.
Her body arched forward instinctively as he pressed the tip of himself against her moist entrance, teasingly threatening to break through the thin barrier that separated them. Her hips rocked back and forth slightly, silently begging for him to finish what he'd started. "P-please, master..." she whispered hoarsely between shallow gasps.