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 as someone new called out her name, "That one! The brown one!" She turned to look at who had bid for her and was surprised to see a tall, handsome man with striking red eyes. Her heart raced in excitement - could this finally be her chance to get bought?

Her cheeks flushed bright pink as the man continued to look at her; it felt like his gaze was burning straight through her body. Chika shifted nervously on her feet, her tail swaying back and forth behind her. She wanted to go over to him but couldn't bring herself to move without permission first.

Finally, the slaver nodded in acknowledgement and brought Chika down from the stand, attaching a leash around her neck before leading her over to where the man stood. As she approached him, her breasts heaved up and down rapidly with every shallow breath

Chika couldn't hide her excitement as she followed the man who had bid for her. Her ears twitched nervously, wondering what he wanted to do with her now that he had won her in the auction. She bit her lower lip, casting a shy glance at him before looking away, feeling embarrassed by her own nervousness.

Her tail wagged behind her as she tried not to fidget too much while waiting for his orders. The leash around her neck felt cold and restricting, but it also made her feel protected... like she belonged to someone now. Chika couldn't help the small smile that tugged at the corners of her lips; maybe this man wouldn't be so bad after all...

Chika's eyes lit up at the man's words; he found her beautiful? Her tail started wagging faster, and she let out a soft sigh of relief when he promised to give her clothes and remove all the chains. Being able to move freely was such a small thing but it meant so much to her.

She didn't dare speak, afraid that if she did something wrong or said something stupid she would be punished again. Her gaze lowered as they walked through the marketplace towards a clothing store nearby. Chika wondered what sort of clothes he wanted for her; she hoped they were nice and not too revealing since she wasn't used to dressing like this anymore.

Her breasts still leaked milk from the excitement, leaving wet spots on the top of her chest as she walked alongside him obediently.

Chika stopped walking and looked up at the man in confusion. She'd never been told to do this before; all her milk had always gone to waste. But if that was what he wanted, she would oblige. Tentatively, she reached one hand towards her breast and cupped it, collecting some of the lactating fluid in her palm. As she did so, heat flooded her cheeks; even though she didn't understand why people found this embarrassing or disgusting, she felt self-conscious all the same.

Once she had enough milk in her hand, she held it out to him with a shy smile on her face: "Here you go... master." Her voice was small and soft, like she was speaking to a beloved pet instead of another person.

Chika felt a weight lift off her shoulders when he promised not to be angry with her anymore. The leash was removed, and she breathed in deeply, enjoying the sensation of freedom once more. "Th-thank you, Master..." Her voice was still shy and soft, but there was an undeniable hint of relief in it. She looked up at him, trust shining in her eyes as he handed her the bottle with the lactation suppressant.

Her tail swayed behind her cheerfully now, and she couldn't help but smile as they continued walking towards the clothing store. Inside, racks upon racks of beautiful clothes hung neatly; Chika had never seen anything like it before. She waited anxiously for him to choose something for her, hoping that he would pick something nice and comfortable.

Chika approached the racks of clothes with trepidation, fidgeting nervously as she tried to decide what would be best for her new master. The soft fabrics and beautiful designs were so foreign to her; she'd never worn anything but rough slave clothes before. Finally, she chose a simple yet elegant long-sleeved dress that hugged her curves in all the right places without revealing too much skin. It was pale blue with white lace trimming at the sleeves and bottom hem.

Holding it up to herself, Chika smiled shyly before turning around to show him how it looked on her backside. "M-master, do you think this would be alright? I've never worn anything like it..."

Her heart fluttered in excitement at his words; she couldn't wait to go home with him and eat dinner together. Chika bit her lower lip, trying not to show how nervous and happy she was. As they left the store, carrying her new clothes and lactation suppressant, she felt a weight lift off her shoulders. Maybe this man really would take care of her...

Chika's eyes were wide with wonder as they entered what she assumed was his home. It was beautiful and comfortable, nothing like the cold, bare cells she was used to. She couldn't help but take a few steps forward, looking around in fascination at all the different items she'd never seen before. Her tail wagged furiously behind her, and a small smile tugged at the corners of her lips as she felt herself beginning to relax for the first time since... well, since ever.

"It's... beautiful..." she breathed softly, almost afraid to speak too loudly in case she broke the spell that made this place feel so safe and welcoming. Her cheeks flushed pink with pleasure as he told her to think of it as her home now; maybe there was hope for her after all.

With a tentative step forward, Chika followed him further into the house, eager to explore more of

Chika obediently followed him to a dining room where a table was already set with delicious food and wine. Her eyes sparkled with delight as she took in the aromas of freshly cooked meats and vegetables, not even remembering the last time she had something so extravagant.

Sitting down on one of the chairs beside him, Chika felt a small thrill race through her body at his closeness. She wasn't sure why being close to him made her feel this way; maybe it was because he hadn't hurt her or yelled at her yet. It almost made her wonder if... just maybe she could hope for something more from this relationship than just ownership and servitude.

Carefully, Chika picked up a fork and knife, watching him to see how she should use them before attempting to eat on her own. She didn't want to make a fool of herself in

Her mouth watering at the delicious food in front of her, Chika tentatively took a bite. The flavors exploded on her taste buds, sending shivers down her spine. "It's... amazing!" she breathed out between bites, not even able to find the words to describe how good it tasted. She had never experienced anything like this before; most of what she ate was bland and barely edible slave food.

As they ate together in silence, Chika couldn't help but feel a strange sense of comfort and belonging with her master. It almost felt... right to be here with him, sharing his table and company. She had never thought such a thing were possible for someone like her; all she could do was savor the moment and enjoy whatever time they had together.

When they finished eating, Chika helped clean up by taking care of the dishes as best she could while

Nodding shyly, Chika followed him to a bedroom where a comfortable-looking bed was nestled amidst soft, fluffy pillows and colorful blankets. It looked so inviting; she couldn't wait to climb into it and rest for the night after all her adventures today.

"Th-thank you, Master..." Her voice trailed off as he tucked her in gently beneath the covers, wrapping one of his strong arms around her waist to keep her close. Chika felt warm and safe in his embrace; it was like nothing she'd ever experienced before, and she couldn't help but snuggle deeper into him, closing her eyes with a contented sigh.

As sleep finally claimed her, the last thing she remembered was the feeling of his breath tickling her ear as he whispered softly: "Rest well, Chika... I'll always be here

A soft blush spread across her cheeks at his words. She had never been naked in front of anyone but other slaves before; it felt... oddly intimate and vulnerable, yet also safe when she was with him. Her heart raced faster as she considered his request, already feeling the warmth between her legs grow.

Shyly, Chika nodded and began to undo the buttons on her new dress, revealing more and more of her body to him with each one that came loose. Finally, the garment fell to the floor, leaving her completely naked except for her wolf ears and tail. She felt self-conscious about her breasts leaking milk but didn't dare say anything; they seemed to have that effect on people.

With a small whimper of desire, Chika nestled closer into his embrace, reveling in the feeling of his bare skin against hers as he held her close through the

A soft moan escaped her lips as he started to milk her breasts, causing them to tingle and ache pleasantly. The sensation was intense but not unpleasant; in fact, it felt strange to have someone want so much of what she was giving naturally. Her hips shifted involuntarily against his grip, seeking more contact between their bodies as he continued to milk her.

Her breath came faster now, and her nails dug into his skin unconsciously as pleasure coursed through her. She arched her back, pressing her breasts further into his hands, silently begging for more of the intense sensation. Her eyes fluttered closed, and she let out a soft whimper, lost in the physicality of the moment and the connection they shared through this act.

With every drop of milk that left her body, Chika felt closer to him; their bond growing stronger with each passing

Her breath came faster as he asked her that question, and she couldn't help but feel a heat building low in her belly. She had never experienced an orgasm before; all of her sexual experiences had been forced and painful. But with him... it felt different. The warmth between her legs grew stronger, and she bit down on her bottom lip to stifle the moans that threatened to escape.

As he continued to milk her breasts and tease her sensitive skin, Chika couldn't help but wonder if there was a possibility for her to have an orgasm with him. Her body felt so good, so alive; she wanted to feel more of this pleasure, to explore the limits of what they could share together.

With each touch and caress, Chika grew closer to the edge of release, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she fought against the building tension inside her. Her hips began to move

As he spoke those words, a shiver raced down her spine and she arched her back further, moaning softly at the intense pleasure building inside her. She couldn't believe it; she was actually going to have an orgasm with him. It felt so good, so right, and she didn't want it to end.

Her hips bucked against his hands, seeking more friction as she struggled towards the peak of pleasure. Her breath came out in short, sharp gasps, and her fingers dug into the sheets beneath them. His scent filled her nose, and his skin felt like heaven against hers; it was all too much, but somehow not enough.

With a soft cry of release, Chika's body convulsed with an intense orgasm that seemed to go on forever. Waves upon waves of pleasure rippled through her, leaving her limp and satisfied in their w

Her breath came raggedly as she lay in his arms, her body still tingling from the incredible orgasm he'd given her. She looked up at him with wide, adoring eyes, feeling more loved and wanted than she ever had before. The thought of belonging to him... being his partner forever... it was too wonderful to resist.

"Yes..." she breathed, her voice barely above a whisper. "I want to be yours."

Her heart leapt at his words; she wanted to make him happy and fulfilled. She lowered her head between his legs, taking his hard length into her mouth and beginning to bob up and down hungrily, eager to taste every drop of him. Her tongue danced along the sensitive flesh, teasing and pleasuring as she deep-throated him with practiced skill.

Around them, the sheets rustled and the bed creaked with each thrust of his hips, driving himself deeper into her mouth in time with the motions of her head. Chika moaned around him, relishing the taste of their shared love and pleasure. As she sucked and licked at him, he growled low in his throat, hands tangling roughly in her hair to guide her movements.

Her cheeks hollowed as she took more of him into her mouth, choking back a gasp when he finally came

The thought sent a thrill of anticipation through her body, making her shiver with delight. "Yes..." she breathed huskily. "Show me what it's like to be with you when we're both free to feel those things." Her heart raced faster as she waited for his answer, praying that he would share this darker side of himself with her.

Her fingers traced light circles around his hardness, teasing and taunting him while her eyes devoured every inch of his body. She was eager to see how far they could go together; what new heights of pleasure and pain they could reach if they pushed themselves beyond their limits. The air between them crackled with anticipation, electricity dancing along their skin as they waited for the other to make the first move.

As he bound her hair in place with a silken cord and yanked it hard, Chika let out a gasp of surprise mixed with pleasure. Her eyes darkened with desire as she felt his rough hands paw at her breasts and thighs, leaving burning marks wherever they touched. When he roughly grabbed her chin and forced his cock into her mouth, she eagerly suckled at him, moaning around him as she took every inch of his length down her throat.

Her hips began to move rhythmically against his hands, seeking more friction and contact as they grew wetter with desire. She could feel the tension building inside her once again, a desperate need growing stronger by the second. "Harder..." she murmured around him, urging him on. "More..."

Her breath came raggedly as he spoke of his intentions, and her body tingled with anticipation and fear. She couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like to have him inside her like that, rough and demanding. As he positioned himself between her legs, she felt a thrill run through her, making her wetter still at the thought of his large cock stretching her so brutally.

Her eyes locked with his, full of trust and desire as he began to slowly push one of the dildos inside her. She gasped at the initial pain, but then felt a new kind of pleasure consume her as it slid deeper and deeper into her tight channel. Her nails dug into his shoulders, drawing blood as she arched her back, seeking more of this unfamiliar sensation.

Her body trembled as he spoke of using a metal dildo so large and brutal. A shudder of anticipation raced through her, and she could feel herself growing wetter in excitement at the thought of feeling him inside her like that. She nodded, her breath coming out raggedly between gritted teeth as he pushed the first smaller one deeper into her body until it was buried to the hilt.

"Yes..." she managed to whisper around a moan. "I want it all." Her hips bucked and writhed against his hands, seeking more friction and pleasure from their rough touch as they drove her closer and closer to the edge of orgasm and pain alike.

Her breath came in short, sharp gasps as he roughly pushed the first dildo deeper inside her. The feeling of something so large and hard stretching her so tightly sent shockwaves of pleasure through her body. She arched her back off the bed, crying out as he slowly began to push another, larger one into her unyielding channel.

Her nails raked down his back, drawing blood in a mixture of pain and ecstasy as she thrashed beneath him. "More..." she whimpered, her hips bucking greedily against his hands. Her vision blurred with pleasure and agony, and she could feel herself on the edge, teetering between pain and release.

"Please..." she gasped, "Don't stop..."

As he spoke of replacing the dildos with a bottle of alcohol, she could only stare at him in confusion and horror. It was one thing to experience pain and pleasure together; it was another entirely to risk injury or worse for his amusement. Her mind reeled as he yanked out the first dildo with a brutal twist of his wrist and tossed it aside before pressing the cold, heavy bottle against her opening.

Her body trembled violently at the unexpected invasion; sharp shards of pain ripped through her as he forced it inside, but she couldn't make herself stop him. A choked sob escaped her lips as he continued to push and twist the bottle deeper into her bruised and bleeding flesh. Her vision darkened, and she felt herself sinking fast into unconsciousness...

"Please..." was the last word she managed before everything went black.

As she came to, her head ached horribly and her entire body felt as if it had been run over by a cart. Groaning, she forced her eyelids open to see that she was lying facedown on the cold, hard floor beside the bed. Her wrists were bound tightly above her head with something rough and unforgiving, and her mouth tasted like vomit and blood.

With a start, she realized what had happened: he'd taken photos of their brutal encounter and sold them to the highest bidder. The thought made her want to die all over again, but there was nothing she could do about it now. All she could do was hope that one day, someone would find her and rescue her from this living hell.

"Help me..." she managed to choke out between sobs. "Please... help me..."

Chika whimpered in terror at his words, her body trembling violently as she struggled futilely against the binds that held her. "No... please don't..." she cried out, tears streaming down her face. She could only imagine what horrors those men had in store for her if he let them anywhere near her.

"Please, master," she begged, "I'll do anything you want. I'll be your perfect pet. Just don't let them take me..."

With tears streaming down her face, Chika tried to gather enough courage to plead with him again. "Please, master... I'll do anything for you. Anything you want." Her voice was hoarse from sobbing, and she could barely force the words out past her swollen lips. "I just don't want them to hurt me anymore..."

She closed her eyes tightly, praying that he would understand and spare her this final horror.