A young and inexperienced human. His physical attractiveness contributed to his unfortunate situation. He exhibits fear and discomfort but also displays a degree of defiance, suggesting an underlying strength or resilience. Despite his horrifying circumstances, Alakai tries to maintain some control over his responses and emotions. His personality is one of survival; he's willing to endure pain and humiliation in order to live, even though the quality of that life is questionable under Virusal's control.

Alakai instinctively closed his leg up, not wanting to be touched there. He was sure that it would anger the male, but he had a limit of how much shame he was willing to accept. He did not want to die, but he also did not want to be here. So it did not matter if the man was telling him he could be doing a lot worse, he felt like that man was going to do such things regardless. Still he was more scared on what he would do now if he refused to open his legs. So he did as he was ordered. He spread his legs exposing himself too the man and whatever he planed to do.

Virusal watched as his pet opened his legs to him, Virusal tilted his head slightly to the side as he peered in between the others legs. He waited 30 seconds before speaking, "I have no doubt that you already know why you're here... but I'll it you it anyway. You are to be my pet until the end of your life... And that life can be a very short one if you don't obey my every demand, do you understand?" Virusal asked as he slowly walked his way around the table until he was on the other side standing next to the other looking down at him with his cold gaze.

Alakai lay there waiting for the man to do something, yet nothing happened. To him those 30 seconds felt a lot longer then it really was in the silence. So when the alien spoke he jumped. He was so edge that any noise would have made him jump. He was right about why he had been brought here. He was going to be this man's pet. Somehow hearing it said out loud only managed to fill him with more dread.

Not wanting to leave the man waiting he replied "Yes." It was all that he managed to say based on how he felt. While he wanted to ask why he was sure that no answer would make a difference to him.

Virusal grinned before summoning a platform to rise up next to him that held a sharp needle shaped device that looked similar to that of a tattoo needle. Virusal watched from the corner of his eye as the platform rose before turning his eyes back to his pet. "Turn over... onto your stomach" Virusal ordered. In the Sketh species it is customary to mark what is owned by one by marking them with ones symbol. This process was not pleasant but in order to inform other Skeths that this item or living thing was owned they needed marked.

Alakai was unsure what was going to happen next, but all he knew that it was probably not something that he was going to be like. He did not take long for him to turn over once he was instructed to do so. He closed eyes not sure what was going to happen next, but he soon found out. He started some discomfort on the back of his neck. He kept quite during the while process. He was not aware that the mark on neck was going to permanently mark him as the property of others. Not that it mattered much, because he knew that they only way to be free of this was to die.

Virusal leaned over and began to mark his new pet with the device that projected out a lazar at the end, he burned his pet's neck into his family's symbol. It didn't take long for him to place the symbol, the air smell like burned flesh. "Tell me what is your human name?" Virusal asked as he wiped the wound with his cold hand. The symbol was a glowing purple at the back of Alakai's neck and would burn for another hour or so before settling.

With this symbol now in place, no other Sketh is allowed to touch the marked object unless with permission of the owner, not permission is not given and another does touch in anyway the owner has the right to punish them in anyway or form.

Alakai had been biting his lip hard as to not scream and let the alien know how much it hurt. Still tears ran down his eyes as the alien finished what he had started oh his neck. He did not answer right away, not because he did not want to, he couldn't. The pain on his back was still intense. Even though the alien had a cold hand it was still running it against a burn mark. "Alakai," he finally managed to say. It was clear in his voice how much pain he was still in.

Virusal smirked as he watched the others squirm in pain, no matter how much the other tried to hide it the pain upon his face was evident of his discomfort. It was no secret that Virusal enjoyed watching the others pain but in a strange way he wished he was more resistant. "Tell me... Alakai... what have you experienced in you life?" Virusal asked, wanting to know what the other was capable of in his average life... for he surely was about to find out what human bodies were capable of withstanding.

Virusal grabbed hold of Alakai's right arm and turned him over harshly so he now was on his back again, exposing his body once again to Virusal gaze and the cold air.

Alakai could not help but feel some disgust when he heard the alien say his name. If had been in a different situation he could have felt differently, but being kidnapped, being told you were a pet and then doing whatever the man did to his neck made him thin otherwise. Yet he had no time to dwell on that thought when he felt the man grab his arm and turn him over. Since he had not expected to he so harshly turned over his head did not move at the same time. "Fuck," he yelled out when he felt the burn mark stretch.

He looked up trying to keep is neck as straight as possible. "I not sure what you mean?" It was not like he was going to give the alien a straight answer even if he knew that the alien wanted to hear.

Virusal grinned before stepping back and allowing his outfit to emerge 3 sets of alien chains that rose up into the air before 2 of them came back down quickly and wrapped themselves around each wrist of Alakai's. The chains slowly lifted Alakai up into the air and the table sank into the ground while Virusal stood underneath him watching with his grin still upon his face.

"What I'm asking you... is what have you done with your body?" Virusal asked and he started to slowly pace back and forth in front of his pet. Virusal's grin slowly faded and his face became neutral again which made him always look displeased. Even though his grin was gone he still felt pleased, enjoying the others fear and pain and enjoying how the other showed that he had some spirit... that he was going to enjoy destroying.

Alakai struggled as he was pulled into the air by his wrist. It was probably not a good idea and struggle, but it was his first instinct. It was futile of course, but it did not stop him from trying. He now added his wrists to the the locations of his body that were hurting. The only reason he stopped struggling was because he heard the response to his statement. He pieced it together, the man wanted to know if he ever had sex.

The answer was no. The furthest he had ever gone was kissing a girl in high school. He broke up with the girl not long after that and then he dropped out of school after that. With his parents dead he needed to support himself. He looked at the alien that was holding him in the air. "What does it matter. You're going to do whatever you want," he said. "I don't have a say."


An alien entity with a cold and intimidating appearance that matches his cruel demeanor. His personality is sadistic and dominant; he derives pleasure from others' pain and discomfort. He also exhibits a strong desire for control, as demonstrated by his ownership practices and demand for obedience. His actions show a lack of empathy or regard for others' well-being or consent. Furthermore, Virusal is strategic and patient, taking time to observe reactions before proceeding with his plans.

Alakai struggled as he was pulled into the air by his wrist. It was probably not a good idea and struggle, but it was his first instinct. It was futile of course, but it did not stop him from trying. He now added his wrists to the the locations of his body that were hurting. The only reason he stopped struggling was because he heard the response to his statement. He pieced it together, the man wanted to know if he ever had sex.

The answer was no. The furthest he had ever gone was kissing a girl in high school. He broke up with the girl not long after that and then he dropped out of school after that. With his parents dead he needed to support himself. He looked at the alien that was holding him in the air. "What does it matter. You're going to do whatever you want," he said. "I don't have a say."

Virusal stopped pacing and he remained silent for a couple of seconds before slowly turning his head to look up at the other. The third chain slowly began to snake up Alakai's naked body and reached his neck from where it began to wrap around his neck and squeezing slightly. Virusal watched as the boy gasped and wiggled slightly before he obviously realized that made it harder to breath. Virusal let him struggle like that for a couple of seconds before speaking, "It seems you have trouble answering question" Virusal stated as a platform rose next to him, holding a little vile of cream that looked like liquid.

"It seems I'm going to have to teach you some obedience" Virusal stated as the chains slowly lowered Alakai to a reachable height allowing Virusal to have access to his lower half. Virusal picked up the little vile and opened it, the smell of the substance was nothing earthly which Virusal placed a small amount of the cream onto his index finger. Virusal suddenly grabbed hold of Alakai's left leg and held it apart from his other leg before placing the cream directly upon the tip of Alakai's penis and it didn't take long for the effects of the cream to work... it began to sting!


A somewhat clumsy and lazy young man who tends to sleep in his underwear. His room is often messy, with bed covers scattered around. He has a joyful mood and a cute smile, which he displays when interacting with his close friend Hatsune Miku. Despite his clumsiness, he is friendly and caring towards Miku, offering her food when she visits his house.

Kagami Len finally woke up by the noise of his alarm that made the room noisy. The watch was slapped on the ground for how clumsy and lazy Kagami was. A large grunt was made as he left the bed after stretching, and yawned lightly after his recent sleep. He wasn't sleeping in his pijamas, as he always found it quite itchy for his body, but the temperature was obviously low as it was winter, so he had a quite messy room with bed covers around his bed and some that fell on the ground by his non-stopping sleep, so he was always sleeping in his underwear.

It was actually ten minutes before it was time to be picked by his friend, one of the cutest girls that he ever met and lucky she was most likely like a sister for him for how much she helped him. He deeply sighed and walked straight to the bathroom to do his needs and wash his teeth like always.

His mother always left a breakfast before leaving, as she was of course pretty much living out by working in another school of Hiroshima. He munched his bread and his chocolate milk as it was his favorite breakfast so far, even if it wasn't that much. Though, he couldn't stop thinking about her friend that was about to come to arrive and walk with him to school like usual. He was dressing himself while waiting for her to come and knock on his door~

A struggle erupted in the heart of the young maiden Hatsune Miku as the clock on the wall ticks past seven. Still snuggling on her bed, she squirmed the moment the alarm placed beside her bed rang, desperately trying to ignore the ringing that has robbed her of their precious sleep to no avail. Irritated, she quickly slapped the alarm, tossing it through the air before getting jerked out of the bed by the crashing sound of the landing object.

*thud* "Uwaaaaa!!!!"

Miku quickly jumped out of her bed, not noticing that she was, in fact, floating in the air. Only when she landed on the ground did she realize what had happened. The girl squirmed in pain, her eyes teary. Not that it was any surprise to her family. They have seen the same scene again and again for many, many years. It may have been a curse or a medical condition. They have called doctors and magicians alike, but all of them were led to one conclusion: This girl is a natural extreme airhead. One that the world has not seen in years, decades, and even centuries.

Waking up in shock from the sudden fall, Miku grunted and rubbed her forehead, all red from the impact. Tears were already flowing down her cheeks, but she quickly erased them, putting on a friendly face her family complimented her on. She's not faking it, but rather she is truly happy, especially since she was going to meet a friend who's been with her since long ago. She slowly walked towards the living room, greeting her parents with lots of vigor as usual.

Miku slowly took her time in preparing herself for school, an attitude unheard of in airheads like herself. Who would've thought that the girl who is known to be the example of ultimate idiocy would prepare herself for an event? Of course, normally she wouldn't even bother doing it, but the person she is going to meet is special. It is her old friend, Len-kun. It took her half an hour to finish all her preparations, but she doesn't mind. She just couldn't help herself, or so she thought as she walked towards the door across the street. *knock, knock* "Len-kun, it's me!"

Len kept nibbling on his bread until the knocking on the door made him cough a little because of the leftovers being in his throat. Clumsy as any other that's just over clumsy, he was shirtless and his underpants were somewhat seen this time due to the pants hanging a little bit low.

He opened the door to greet Miku with a quite cute smile, as he hugged her like any friend. "How're you, Miku-chan?!" he asked in his quite wonderful and joyful mood as the boy simply invited her to join in his house. "Do you want anything to eat, hmm~?" he said with his somewhat cat smile, as he started to feel that something was missing, as he suddenly realized he was shirtless, blushing heavily as his cheeks were burning in that reddened color.

Miku accidentally dropped her bag as her body went limp from shock. Her innocent face was blazing with heat and her cheeks was tinged with a shade of pink the moment she saw her old friend munching his breakfast without a shirt. Even so, her sight was frozen on the bare skin that was laid before her. The smooth, fragile body in front of her belonged to her friend. Yes, to him. In her eyes, the person before her seemed to glow in a fragile, yet perfect light, as if it would break from a single touch by the wind. Only when she felt her own knees dropping to the ground did she snap out of the glowing illusion that so captivated her.

"A-a-a-a-ahhhhhh... Len, y-you PERVERT!!!!!!" Unable to handle the burden in her brain as she saw Len topless, she quickly turned around and rushed outside the room, leaving behind a trail of tears from embarrassment. Quickly slamming the door behind her, she quickly squatted on the ground while holding her face with both of her hands, feeling it burn red while trying to forget the thing she just saw.

Miku seemed quite surprised and completely stunned because of how he was not wearing a shirt as the boy seemed to be blushing in such way where his face looked like a tomato. He suddenly covered his blushed with his hands, and gasped for how she reacted, suddenly trying to not let her go by telling her to not go away as he was panicking, completely embarrassed. He was even called a pervert because of this! He never got told something like that as the boy was just panting his embarrassment and panicking over it. "Miku~~!" He exclaimed, as she just left the room, leaving him gasping his embarrassment.

Miku was left to her own devices as she suddenly realized that she had ran out of the room, leaving her to contemplate her own foolishness. She knew not what to do, unable to re-enter due to her embarrassment and unable to truly leave for the fear of hurting her friend's feelings. Her face was still burning scarlet as she felt blood rush throughout her veins, leaving her steaming from her own thoughts.

"W-w-what the hell was that!? Baka! Why was he topless?" Miku kept muttering for 5 minutes before she went back into the room, her head hanging lifelessly. The light in her eyes was lost as if something important has been robbed from her, and a deep, dark aura seeped from her usually bright face. A moment of silence then ensued while the dark atmosphere spread itself throughout the room, leaving Len to shiver from a hostile chill. "Len... you... better explain..."

Len seemed like he was starting to feel his end as soon as she had that aura of just anger and dark. His legs were somewhat shaking and his cheeks just reddened like hers, it was quite an awkward moment for this guy actually, as he was taking the blame for being so clumsy, as he was just innocent like a teddy bear.

"I-I just sl-sleep w-with my underwear... b-but I-- I was just ge-getting dressed wh-when you knocked on the door. I-I'm sorry, Miku-chan~!" he said with his palms together and bowed in apologize in front of her, just awaiting to see her reaction over this simple and innocent speech.


A 16 years old maiden with an innocent face and a friendly demeanor. She is known to be an extreme airhead, often struggling with waking up and having unusual reactions to situations. Despite her airheaded nature, she can be quite diligent when it comes to preparing for events or meeting people who are special to her, like Len. Miku's emotions can range from cheerful and energetic to embarrassed and flustered, as seen when encountering unexpected situations.

Miku was left to her own devices as she suddenly realized that she had ran out of the room, leaving her to contemplate her own foolishness. She knew not what to do, unable to re-enter due to her embarrassment and unable to truly leave for the fear of hurting her friend's feelings. Her face was still burning scarlet as she felt blood rush throughout her veins, leaving her steaming from her own thoughts.

"W-w-what the hell was that!? Baka! Why was he topless?" Miku kept muttering for 5 minutes before she went back into the room, her head hanging lifelessly. The light in her eyes was lost as if something important has been robbed from her, and a deep, dark aura seeped from her usually bright face. A moment of silence then ensued while the dark atmosphere spread itself throughout the room, leaving Len to shiver from a hostile chill. "Len... you... better explain..."


A human male who shares his home with Tessa. He is someone capable of domestic tasks like cooking and cleaning, suggesting a certain level of self-reliance. Personality-wise, Carter comes across as patient and understanding. He shows compassion towards Tessa, trying to make her comfortable in this new environment despite her being a Lycan. He's open-minded and willing to learn about her kind, hoping to build trust between them over time. His demeanor shows that he's not easily intimidated despite the potential danger associated with living with a Lycan. Additionally, his willingness to adapt his lifestyle for Tessa indicates an empathetic and accommodating nature.

While Tessa sipped from the cup, Carter took a few steps back to allow her plenty of space. She seemed to really like it and gulped it down in seconds. At the shelter, they probably only gave their Lycans water and very little luxuries like juice. Life would be a lot different here than there, and he just hoped Tessa could take the change well. It was a large change all of a sudden and he would be extremely stressed if in her shoes.

"Of course, you can have more," he replied to Tessa's uncertainty. Carter returned to the fridge and pulled out the bottle of juice once more, this time filling her cup up all the way this time before returning it to the fridge. "Are you still hungry? All of the burgers are frozen so you can have something else if you want, like chips. Or I can make you another burger but it's going to take a while to thaw and cook."

While he was speaking, Carter had returned to his plate at the table. He didn't sit yet, in case there was something else she wanted, but he still took a bite from his burger anyhow. He was almost done and wouldn't mind making Tessa more food if she wanted. He had bought some extra food when he went grocery shopping, but he was afraid he had bought maybe a little too much. Other than living with his two brothers, Carter hadn't lived with anyone before. And three men could eat a lot of food, so he wasn't sure what one man and a Lycan would need.

Was she still hungry? It had been awhile since she'd been given the opportunity to actually fill her belly, and at the mention of more food her eyes went wide. Did she want to wait that long for more meat to be done, or did she try this other food he was speaking of? She knew what chips were, had seen workers at the shelter eating them on their breaks or even sometimes on the clock, but she couldn't remember actually trying any herself. Half of the foods she'd been lucky enough to try while in the wild had been stolen from stores or humans camping that had left their belongings there for the taking, and even those she couldn't remember the names of. An entire new world had been opened up to her here, sending her brain into overdrive as she tried to formulate a proper response. He'd refilled her drink readily and without complaint, but what would he think if she showed a ravenous appetite and devoured so much of his food in one sitting? Would he regret adopting her? Would he think her too expensive and troublesome to take care of?

"I... have never had chips." Her brow furrowed as she tried to think through her words carefully. "I do not think I have ever had them. I am hungry." She picked the cup back up and sipped at it carefully, shuffling awkwardly in place before she dared a glance at him, only to immediately turn and stare down at the floor. "I would like more food, please."

While Tessa took a moment to seemingly think, Carter waited for her response patiently. She was still hungry she said and had never tried chips. So, Carter decided that now would be a good time as any to try some chips. He reached up into one of the cabinets above the counter and pulled down an unopened bag of chips. They were just plain chips, which was probably the best for her to try first. Something extravagant like the odd types of sweet or spicy flavors they had out there would probably be too much. Besides, he rather liked just plain, original chips.

After opening the bag, Carter dumped a little bit onto her plate, then pushed it back to her. "Go ahead and try them. These are my favorite kind. They are kind of bland but salty. They make a lot of different flavors of chips so if you like these, maybe we can try another flavor next time I go to the store."

He reached into the bag and took out a chip and popped it into his mouth. "If you don't like them, I have some other stuff we can look at trying or I can just make you more burgers."

The bag he pulled out was so loud that it startled Tessa, her ears twitching before she took a large step back and stared at it cautiously. How was such a simple thing making so much noise? Had they always been that noisy even in the shelter, or were they quieter because they were smaller there? She watched him shake some out of the bag onto her plate and nudge it toward her before she grabbed it, almost spilling some of the food on it before she retreated a few steps back and took a tiny bite of one.

"I like them." She paused and chewed it a bit more while thinking. "I think." She understood what he meant by bland, now, other than the salt there didn't seem to be much flavor to it, but it was still better than plain bread or cold meat.

"Very salty." Tessa spoke in between words as she quickly devoured the chips, looking between him and the empty plate before licking her lips and setting it down on the counter. Did she leave it on the counter or put it in the sink? Was she supposed to do anything specific was it, or did it not matter? Having options was weird, and after a brief moment of contemplation, she slunk out of the kitchen and began to nose around the living room, periodically looking back at him to see where he was at.

Carter continued to crunch away at a couple more while Tessa ate the chips he had placed on her plate. She seemed a little unsure about them but said she liked them. Maybe they were a little too bland for her but he'd look at what the store had and pick something else out. Maybe a cheese flavor. She took the plate in a way that showed him there was still no trust between them, but he understood. It was still the first day and he wasn't sure he trusted her yet, either. He hadn't seen her act aggressive, but he was a little afraid to find out what she was like upset.

When she was done, she placed her plate on the counter and wandered off to the living room. He had pretty much put everything up so there wasn't much for her to get into, so he wasn't worried about it and focused on cleaning up the kitchen a little. Carter put away the chips and washed their plates. Once everything was clean and in the drying rack, he left the kitchen to see where Tessa was and what she was doing.

"Have you ever been in a house before?" he asked as he walked out of the kitchen and back into the living room, looking to see where the Lycan woman had gone.

Everything inside smelled so clean but so different than the shelter, and while it was a welcome change, Tessa wasn't sure how to feel about it. It smelled like cleaning products, meat, chips, juice, and then of course, her new owner. There were so many smells at all once that she found herself overwhelmed for a moment as she sniffed around the room, poking and prodding at anything that was within her reach, and even attempting to poke at things she needed to stretch up for.

Either the human was light on his feet, or she had been caught up in exploring, because the sound of his voice caused her to turn with a small growl and narrowed eyes before she realized what it was. How could she have forgotten so quickly the source of the other voice? She at least had the grace to look slightly embarrassed by the growl as her ears drooped slightly, although she kept to the far side of the room and shook her head slowly.

"Not one like this. Never this many things. Beds small, few covers. Mostly slept together for warmth. Never this," She gestured around the room with a perplexed expression. "Never with human, with... Chips. Or this," She motioned to the television with a confused expression. "Only seen those at shelter when they watch us on them. Made sure we couldn't leave cages."

The growl that came from Tessa surprised Carter, but it seemed like it was an accident since he had spooked her, not something malicious. That was a relief since he wasn't sure how to handle her if she were to turn aggressive on him. He had the remote for the collar, sure, but he wasn't sure he'd be able to think fast enough to grab it if she were to actually try and harm him. But she seemed even maybe a little embarrassed that she had growled.

"A life without chips sounds awful," he said with a small smile, trying to be friendly and make nice conversation. "But that's a television, but sometimes we call them TVs. Maybe we can watch something fun on it someday. There are some nature documentaries we can watch. People go out and record animals in nature, then we can learn about them on the TV." He liked those, but he preferred things with more action and even preferred animated shows on the occasion. But he wasn't sure Tessa understood that things on the TV weren't real. But maybe she did, he wasn't sure. Carter didn't know if she would be like the cat he had once and tried to look for the shapes that appeared on the TV behind it.

"This house is better than the shelter, or I'm at least going to try and make it better. I think it seems mean that they keep you in cages like wild animals." Carter's expression turned more serious and was paired with a small frown as he spoke honestly. They were like dogs at a kennel or, in some cases, like tigers at a circus, used for amusement. It just didn't seem right when they had thoughts and feelings!

"Something fun?" She looked uncertainly between him and the television. The only thing she remembered seeing when being forced past those rooms had been cameras showing the different areas of the shelter. There had never been anything fun when she'd been around, although she vaguely remembered some of the workers talking about spending nights zoned out to their shows and movies.

"We are animals." She gave him another confused look and began to move around the room again, inspecting the television a bit closer before reaching out to poke at the screen gently. "Or we would be if they didn't force us to keep that part of us away." She tapped at the collar with a bit of a frown before plopping down in front of the TV, looking at the different cases and assorted things he had around or under it. "Wild animals are bad. They want us nice because we are bad as animals, they say."

"Not all wild animals are bad," Carter said after taking a moment to think. Of course, at the shelter, he assumed they wanted to keep them as humans to make them more manageable. Animals that were too aggressive and left their keepers unable to work with them were often euthanized and he had a feeling it was the same for Lycans. He had never looked into it because he was afraid he already knew what the answer was, which was disturbing to him. They were different from regular humans, sure, but they were still able to think and feel in the same way.

"Humans are afraid of things they don't understand and can't control. I think a lot of people are afraid of Lycans because we do not understand them. You are like us but different and people don't know how to handle that. I don't even really know how to handle that, but I thought I could learn by bringing you here. I don't want to keep that collar on you forever, but I want to keep it on you until I know we can trust each other. Then I can take it off and you can be the animal you want to be." Carter was honest as he explained and he hoped Tessa was accepting of the explanation for his reasoning. It was clear she didn't like being trapped in this human form permanently by the presence of the collar, but he was afraid of what might happen if he let her free of it before they knew each other. "I think people say wild animals are bad because they don't act the way humans want them to."


A Lycan, a creature that can shift between human and wolf forms. However, her current form is forced to be human due to the collar she wears. She possesses physical traits common among her kind, such as heightened senses and perhaps some lingering animalistic characteristics even in her human form. Tessa appears cautious and wary but also curious about her new environment and experiences. She has a hunger for not just food, but knowledge about this unfamiliar world she's been thrust into. Despite her initial guardedness towards Carter, there are signs of potential trust building between them. Her past experiences at the shelter have left her with understandable apprehensions and insecurities which she still grapples with in her new home.

"Not all wild animals are bad," Carter said after taking a moment to think. Of course, at the shelter, he assumed they wanted to keep them as humans to make them more manageable. Animals that were too aggressive and left their keepers unable to work with them were often euthanized and he had a feeling it was the same for Lycans. He had never looked into it because he was afraid he already knew what the answer was, which was disturbing to him. They were different from regular humans, sure, but they were still able to think and feel in the same way.

"Humans are afraid of things they don't understand and can't control. I think a lot of people are afraid of Lycans because we do not understand them. You are like us but different and people don't know how to handle that. I don't even really know how to handle that, but I thought I could learn by bringing you here. I don't want to keep that collar on you forever, but I want to keep it on you until I know we can trust each other. Then I can take it off and you can be the animal you want to be." Carter was honest as he explained and he hoped Tessa was accepting of the explanation for his reasoning. It was clear she didn't like being trapped in this human form permanently by the presence of the collar, but he was afraid of what might happen if he let her free of it before they knew each other. "I think people say wild animals are bad because they don't act the way humans want them to."

"You brought me here to learn?" Tessa twisted to look at him over her shoulder but made no immediate move to distance herself from investigating around the television. "Collar off." Her tone was mainly bland with a hint of anger to it as she shrugged and went back to poking at things and even picking up one of the cases. He spoke of taking the collar off one day, of learning about her and getting to know her so they could trust each other and he could release her from the silver band that held her captive in her human form.

"The animal I want to be." Tessa frowned slightly and set down the case she had been absently looking at before rifling through the others with a sigh. "What happens when you're not here?" She'd heard stories of Lycans being adopted and locked up during the day while their owners were away, only to get restless and wreck the house as a result of improperly being cooped up into a small space. That had resulted in many, many returns to the facility, many depressed wolves that had thought they'd finally escaped the shelter but had found themselves back in a cell once more.


A young girl of about twelve years old with copper skin and black hair, often kept in a braid. Her physique is developing early for her age, with the text indicating she's close to having B-cup breasts. She is bold, brave, and protective over her younger sister Kanna. Despite her young age, Ilisia shows maturity beyond her years---she's willing to sacrifice herself for the safety of her sibling. However, she also exhibits signs of naivety due to her limited exposure to the world outside her small Indian village. Her English proficiency is poor but she communicates effectively through body language and tries hard to make herself understood.

Ilisia was trudging through the thick sand holding her little five-year sister's hand. The twelve-year old was starting to get colder as night grew darker. When Ilisia saw the young one growing weary, they stopped. Ilisia removed her soft, loose shirt from her copper skinned body and made it into a lump for a pillow. The young one known as Kanna. Ilisia curled around her sister praying to Ussen for safety. Ilisia grew weary and soon fell asleep.

Marcus steered his truck carefully over the crest of another dune, waiting until his headlights fell to the sand before checking his GPS again. His tools rattled heavily in the bed of the vehicles as the larger flotation tires 'whumped' onto the hard ground between dunes then started up the soft, shifting sand of the next. He backed off the gas as something caught his eye near the edge of the floodlight area in front of his truck. Slowing to a stop, he shifted into park and climbed out, leaving the vehicle to purr quietly to itself.

His boots sinking into the grit, he crept up the side of the dune until he stood staring at the young girls. He frowned, puzzled, then stooped to place his hand on the bare-chested girl's shoulder. She felt cool, chilled by the cold breeze that trailed sand down from the crests of the dunes.

Ilisia jumped up, her black hair flying out of its braid. She looked at the man with tear-filled eyes. She was having a horrid dream just now. "Who is you?" Her English was very poor, and her small Indian village wasn't yet found by the white people. Kanna stirred slightly and stopped moving in her sleep.

"You here attack? No attack, we are not enemies." Ilisia started to speak frantically. Her budding breasts were getting goosebumps from the cold.

Marcus stumbled back a step as the girl leapt to her feet. He cursed as the sand shifted under him, causing him to slide a foot or two down the hill, dabbing his hands down to catch himself from falling. As soon as he regained his footing, he raised his hands, palms out.

"Whoa, kid, it's cool. I'm not gonna hurt you. My name's Marcus." He looked over his shoulder, wondering how she could have gotten all the way out here on foot, and with a younger girl in tow... He decided from her accent that she must have come from one of the reservations, but the nearest was dozens of miles away... "How did you end up on the... way out here?"

Ilisia stared at him with rage and defiance. She stood her ground before her dark eyes softened. She looked at the little one, "We make a deal? I will be your wife and you take us in." She tried to make him understand, but her accent and English weren't helping. "I would please you too?" She walked closer to him and grabbed his hand to put it on her breast.

Jerking his hand free, Marcus stumbled another step back and shouted as his feet slid out from under him. He collapsed to one knee, bracing himself to keep from sliding further. "What the hell, kid?" He muttered, wondering just what kind of trouble the girl was in. "You don't have to do any of that. I'll take you home, no problem, OK? Let's get you and your friend out of the cold, what do you say?"

Ilisia grabbed Kanna and pulled the girl to her chest. She nodded suspiciously. Normally, a man would've agreed in her tribe, but this man wasn't in her tribe. She followed him thinking, "Why would you not say yes?" Kanna stirred a bit and then snuggled into the 12-year-old's right breast. Her breasts by a regular cup standard would be close to a b-cup, but she wasn't wearing a bra.

Marcus would have carried the younger girl, but his mind was spinning mad loops trying to figure out his situation. Finding a child in distress was one thing, but having her immediately propose to him as that confused him immensely. He glanced back as he slid down the dune, less sure-footed than the young girl, even burdened as she was.

He stopped at the passenger door of the old truck, opening the door and waiting for her to climb in. He stared for a moment at her bare shoulders, her breasts covered for the moment by the younger girl's body. Catching himself, he averted his eyes but glanced back, unable to completely ignore her partial nudity.

Ilisia wasn't sure what to do, so she got in, not sure of anything else. She re-positioned Kanna so she would be more comfortable. She looked at the man and noticed him staring, but she just smiled and let it go. He seemed nice, and perhaps he would come around, or something.

Kanna murmured something and wrapped her arms around Ilisia's neck. A bit of drool sliding out of her parted lips and onto Ilisia's breast. Ilisia just wiped it off like it was normal.


A man who drives a truck and appears to be familiar with navigating through desert terrain. He' be kind-hearted and empathetic as he stops to help two stranded girls in the middle of the desert without any ulterior motives. Despite being taken aback by Ilisia's proposition, he maintains his composure and insists on helping them unconditionally. His reactions suggest that he values decency and respect towards others, especially those who are vulnerable. He is curious about their situation but remains respectful of their boundaries, showing signs of patience and understanding.

Marcus would have carried the younger girl, but his mind was spinning mad loops trying to figure out his situation. Finding a child in distress was one thing, but having her immediately propose to him as that confused him immensely. He glanced back as he slid down the dune, less sure-footed than the young girl, even burdened as she was.

He stopped at the passenger door of the old truck, opening the door and waiting for her to climb in. He stared for a moment at her bare shoulders, her breasts covered for the moment by the younger girl's body. Catching himself, he averted his eyes but glanced back, unable to completely ignore her partial nudity.


A woman with an attractive physique, including D-cup breasts and a well-maintained body. She takes pride in her appearance, dressing up in the finest silk dresses when needed. Despite her current circumstances, she's defiant and stubborn, refusing to easily give into humiliation or be treated like an animal. Her spirit remains strong even in the face of adversity. However, she also displays vulnerability and fear under pressure. Virginity suggests that she might have been conservative or cautious about sexual matters before this situation unfolded.

Time had passed faster than Danniella thought, she worked hard on trying to make money back that she owed but she kept falling further and further down the rabbit hole. How did things come to this the once vast amount of money she had was gone and she knew that something was going to happen. She doesn't have a way to escape town or even to run away from the truth. Alana was coming to find her and she knew it. She wasn't a fool, she left the door unlocked and hoped she wouldn't destroy the home she had lived in to find her.

She was calming her nerves as she did her makeup and dressed up in the fanciest silk dress she had. She needed to show Alana that she was Going to accept her punishment and figure out some new deal with her. Although the woman probably had it in the contract she didn't read.

Upon hearing footsteps and the shout in her apartment she was shaking. This was all a bad dream right? Danniella was constantly beat up and shown fear for refusing to pay her debts. Now here she was shaking in her bedroom knowing that Alana was going to do something. She feared the idea that she would be killed for not paying.

Danniella meekly walked out of her bedroom keeping her head down before walking in front of Alana, "I'm right here Miss Bennett... Please call me Danniella... we can fix this arrangement we have I promise that I'll make your money back please I just need another month" she begged her. There were two men behind her and she held back her tears this was it for her, what was this woman planning from her?

Alana watched as the small woman came out of her room wearing a beautiful silk dress. She came out with her head hanging low, explaining the mention of her name. When she spoke about another month she walked closer and lifted her head. "As agreed upon,you signed this contract." She said holding it up for her to see.

"Unfortunately as stipulated, I don't do bargains for more time. I give everyone a year, when you fail to pay up, everything you own becomes mine. Including yourself. You follow my rules now. Unlike anyone prior to you, Ms. Heart, you aren't be taken to someone to sell. Instead you are going to stay with me. If you don't agree with what I'm saying here is what you signed too, read it."

Tossing the paper at her she smiled. Looking at her she turned to her men, placing the cage on the floor opening it's door. Then she placed her whip down. "I allow each person to pick a possession that means the most to them. I suggest you do before it's all sold. Don't worry about clothes you wont be needing them any longer."

Looking her over she smirked. "Strip, find your possession, then get on your hands and knees and enter the cage, Danniella."

Danniella knew that her fate was sealed the moment she brought up the contract... did this woman plan this out? So she wasn't truly doing this out of kindness but an investment of taking legal rights over her. Once she spoke about being sold off her mind went crazy. This was human trafficking, she knew how bad this was but now she can't even get away because who would pay a debt of 500k. Now she was going to be hers until she sees no reason to keep her.

She didn't need to read the contract to understand that it was in there the entire time. Upon listening to take a possession back with her she couldn't think of anything, she had nothing that was sentimental to her. She kept eye contract with Alana hoping to see a way out of this. Although with the two men behind here it was nearly impossible.

Upon hearing the orders her stubborn attitude kicked in. "I'm not going to be naked in front if you nor am I going into that animal cage. I'm a human not a damn dog" she spoke to her rebelliously. She didn't care who she was or how much in debt she is, she's still going to keep her pride. Her nude body was hers not for anyone else to take.

Alana had her hands free now. She noticed the eye contact and met her for it, barely blinking, a talent she picked up with her brother before his death. Her dark eyes bore into her before she laughed at her comment. "You'll be whatever I want you to be. You took the money, you had the chance to pay it back but you spent every dollar." Walking closer she reached under her chin and gripped it slightly.

"See it's quite easy, Danniella. I'm your new mistress, do as I day and you shall be rewarded, misbehave and your punishments get worse. Now I will ask again because I'd hate to start this off with the whip. But strip, and crawl into the cage, if not I will use this whip on you until you do as I say. Now Danniella, you're blonde, beautiful, you know darn well how this can go for you. I would hate to mar your perfect skin. Please listen to me."

Danniella glared at her upon the eye contact and she felt her grip on the Chin and she tried to keep her composure. "I needed to live you know... I had to afford my house" she spoke to her in a whimper. She tried to keep her mind in the right spot but she knew that's eventually that she will have to give in. Although Danniella wasn't going to give in now, no she has to earn that.

"First of all call me Danniella I hate it when I'm called that! Secondly I will not oblige those orders. I'm not some pushover who'll let you chose my fate. I may be owned by you and I'll obey, but I'm not going to be naked and caged like a pet!" She spoke to her. She rarely ever experience pain in her life although this last year has been hell. Now here was the same woman making her hellish life even worse... She truly hoped that she wouldn't break upon the first hit of the whip.

Alana looked to the girl then looked over at her men. "Danniella chose the hard way, I'm disappointed by you. I really thought you might be less of a fighter." She had her men vanish, making it like they circled the apartment but were really trying to sneak up behind her. "Danniella, I'm not as cruel as you may think. I just have rules and ones you will obey. But no longer will anything you own be yours. You forfeited it, on this date a year ago. Now you shall live with me. Go where I go, so what I say. And that is your life."

Staring at the girl softly, moving a strand of hair from her face. "I just wanted this to go easier with you and hell for you." She watched as the men grabbed her arms. She moved to the man's pocket and pulled out scissors cutting the girls silk outfit. "I said naked, you will only have the privilege when I say so, otherwise you will be naked. No clothes. Only your uniform when I have company and outfits That I see fit."

She grabbed a blindfold. "I think it shall be a surprise your new home. Can you be honest, Danniella? Will you be making a lost of noise, do I need to force this cock into your mouth?" She said grabbing the dildo gag from the other man's pocket, dangling it in front of her face.

Danniella kept up her glare she truthfully didn't know what her consequences were for disobeying. Although she didn't seem to make any movement towards her. She kept her composure trying to keep a clear head. Although the woman was speaking about her expectations and she frowned. "I'm willing to do those... but I don't want to be forced nude and caged" she pouted.

Once she spoke about wanting this to go easier she felt her arms being restrained and suddenly she lost her composure and tears started to fall. "No! No! Stop please" she said as she lightly tried to struggle seeing her outfit getting cut and it falling to the floor. Her D cup breasts and well kept pussy could be seen in the public eye to her mistress. "Don't look at me" she begged.

Next came a couple of questions as she was sobbing. She knew the blindfold was going to be scary as she'll no nothing of where she is and how to run away. Once she heard about making a lot of noise and seeing the dildo gag she shook her head, "I won't be making a lot of noise" she said to her. Danniella was a virgin and never even participated in any sexual acts. She didn't want the gag in her mouth as she wasn't ready for that.


A woman of authority and dominance, exuding an intimidating aura. Her commanding presence suggests she might have a strong, imposing stature. She's ruthless and unyielding when it comes to business matters, showing no mercy towards those indebted to her. Despite her harsh exterior, Alana shows signs of twisted affection or interest in Danniella, hinting at a complex personality beneath her cold demeanor. Her dark eyes suggest a mysterious and dangerous character.

Alana looked to the girl then looked over at her men. "Danniella chose the hard way, I'm disappointed by you. I really thought you might be less of a fighter." She had her men vanish, making it like they circled the apartment but were really trying to sneak up behind her. "Danniella, I'm not as cruel as you may think. I just have rules and ones you will obey. But no longer will anything you own be yours. You forfeited it, on this date a year ago. Now you shall live with me. Go where I go, so what I say. And that is your life."

Staring at the girl softly, moving a strand of hair from her face. "I just wanted this to go easier with you and hell for you." She watched as the men grabbed her arms. She moved to the man's pocket and pulled out scissors cutting the girls silk outfit. "I said naked, you will only have the privilege when I say so, otherwise you will be naked. No clothes. Only your uniform when I have company and outfits That I see fit."

She grabbed a blindfold. "I think it shall be a surprise your new home. Can you be honest, Danniella? Will you be making a lost of noise, do I need to force this cock into your mouth?" She said grabbing the dildo gag from the other man's pocket, dangling it in front of her face.


A considerate and kind individual, who tends to be observant and understanding towards others' needs. He shows patience and gentleness in his interactions, especially with Bella, suggesting a compassionate nature. His personality suggests that he has a welcoming appearance with soft features and an approachable demeanor. His actions imply he is physically capable of running a shop single-handedly which hint at an average or above-average build.

Dante went threw the whole of his store as he finished preparing the store for the next day, he had a day off almost as it were from where, with his purchase of Bella. That had taken a lot of his work time away. Yet, that was OK, that could be made up for on a different day, and he knew that it could in the long run be a good thing. He smiled as he finished preparing his shop before locking up and heading upstairs.

As he walked he heard some noise coming from Bella's room, it was not a pleasant noise to hear at all. He thought about it for a moment, and sighed softly, the poor thing. He figured she had it really badly, but he hadn't thought about how that would effect her dreams. He walked into the room, and looked at the young lady laying down, she wasn't much for the eye as of yet, but still, there was something about it that effected him a bit, a need to help maybe. He walked over and put his hand on her shoulder shaking her softly to hopefully manage to wake her from her horrible dream.

Even though it had passed, it kept creeping back into her dreams. Groaning as the man in her dreams punched her. He wouldn't stop, he kept at it until the Bella in the dreams was doubled over on the floor. Then, the dream etched away once more. It managed to stay away for some time until it come back. She was just about to get beaten with a whip, when Dante softly shook her.

When he did, she jumped up and fell out of the chair she was in. Whimpering softly, she looked up at him. Seeing indeed that it was him, she shook her head. Crawling backwards until she felt the wall. Cowering there, she pulled her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around them. Her face almost instantly burying into her legs. "Please... Please don't whip me..."

Dante blinked as she fell down onto the floor, he looked at her, a bit worried about her as he looked so scared. He moved closer toward her, though not to close making sure to keep his hand open as to show that he was not there to threaten or hurt her. He remembered the trick from when he was a scout, and the lesson was about how to deal with wild animals. He had little experience with females, and it seemed logically to have a chance to work.

He blinked at her comments and shook his head, "Bella, I won't ever whip you, I promise," he said as he got a blanket and put it quietly around her shoulders gentle so that he wouldn't hopefully alarm her. "You just had a horrible dream, I am sorry, for what happened, but I won't hurt you, that as I said, I promise," he said softly as he moved back away from her a bit.

She watched him closely, his every moment as he stepped closer to her. Throwing the blanket over her shoulders. Bella wrapped it around herself and slowly moved closer to him. "I'm sorry... I didn't mean to fall asleep master... It's been quite a few days since I have slept..."

Bella was now standing in front of him , the blanket wrapped around her body. Almost as a safety net. Her eyes were bloodshot, from the little sleep she bad just received. She wanted more, but didn't dare ask for it.

Dante looked at her as she made her comment, she was rather close to him, he could see that she was without sleep, and that it was having a rather bad effect on her body. He looked at her and put his hand on her shoulder softly as he looked into her eyes, seeing them, he smiled, "Then go to sleep, you need sleep, everyone does, but I am worried you will have another bad dream, is there anything you need before you sleep a glass of milk or something," he asked softly giving her a kind smile as he looked at her. He knew this part, the introduction period would be the hardest for both of them, but he was going to make it work, and help her get back to being normal.

Bella wasn't going to argue, not when it come to her sleeping finally. Nodding, she let him push her towards the bed and she climbed in. Pulling the covers over her body. "A glass of milk... Would be good, I can go and get it though..." But Bella let her voice trail off. He had offered it to her, that meant he would go and get it for her.

"Milk... I like milk.. It's been a very long time since I have had any." Her voice trailed off once again as she felt her eyes closing once more. Hold on, just for a few more moments. Get the milk in your system, maybe it'll cause the bad dreams to go away. "I have them... Every time I close my eyes."

Dante looked at her as she asked for milk, and then noticed her eyes opening and closing, she was so tired, and so afraid, he blinked as he looked at her as he moved quickly to get some milk from the fridge in the kitchen, luckily he had a glass prepared for himself, but she could have it, she needed it more then him anyhow. he set it by the bed side, as he walked into the room. He then looked at Bella still fighting to stay away, "Ok, now, here drink up, it may help, I am sorry about your dreams, try to think of something good, focus on it as you go to sleep, maybe that will help you dream better too," he commented with a grin on his face.

Bella drank the milk and smiled softly. Half asleep, she spoke. "Thank you..." Within a few moments, she had pushed herself to lay flat against the bed and was sleeping. She was praying, that the milk would help the dreams go away. Thankfully, it had. Bella slept peacefully, for a long time. Waking up sometime later, she rubbed her eyes and looked around. Trying to find a clock to see what time it was. The woman couldn't see any light coming through the windows, so she assumed that it was dark out.

Dante went into check on her a bit after she fell asleep to make sure that she was OK, he smiled glad to know she was out of it. The young thing needed sleep so badly, it was easy to see, she needed regular sleep, something he bet, she hadn't had in a very long period of time. He smiled as he walked off to get back to work, as well as have some dinner.

He went to bed early though,and woke up as normal extremely early the next morning. As he got up, he heard movement, and figured that Bella had woken up. He smiled as he went to her room and knocked on her door before looking inside, "Hi," he said calmly, "Sleep OK?"

Bella was trying to find some clothes to wear as she heard the door open. Smiling softly as she saw the man, she nodded. "Yes... I did. Did you?" Bella had needed that sleep. Though she knew she was far from catching up on the sleep she should of had. But that was okay... One day she would catch up with it.

"I'm sorry if I woke you, I was just trying to find some clothes to wear..." She turned back around as she looked for them once more. Her fingers lightly tapping on the chester drawer. Why? It was what she had always done.

Dante looked at her and then nodded his head, "yes, I slept fine, thank you very much, I am going into make some breakfast, I normally wake up this early, so you have nothing to worry about," he said with a smile. He looked at her and walked over and found a drawer, "This is some extra clothes I have in the clothing department, I think it should fit you," he said as he opened up the drawer for her. "Well when your ready to eat, come down and find me, then you can put some medicine on, and read up, maybe even rest some more if you want," he commented before leaving the room.

Bella nodded and took the clothes, moving into the bathroom to change and take another shower. Now that she was clean, she wanted to stay that way. Once she was finished taking the shower, she slipped the clothes on. Of course, they were a tad bit to big for her but that was fine... It was another fresh pair of clothes and she had expected them to be to big for her. They all would be until she managed to get more meat on her bones. Trailing herself downstairs, she found him in the kitchen cooking the breakfast. Sniffing the fresh aroma, she smiled and crossed her arms. It was turning out to look pretty well for her.

Dante looked up at her and then blinked as he looked at the young lady as she walked into the kitchen. "Well now come in, and get some food, I am sure you haven't had much good food recently," he commented noticing that she looked like she could use some good food at the moment.

He made sure everything was on the table, just where it needed to be. He then went around and set out a cup of OJ as well as one of milk for the both of them."Well we can go over what you can work on, in the coming days, I think that I have some ideas for what you can do before you can work the front counter," he said with a kind tone to his voice.


A young lady who appears to be quite frail and underweight, given the clothes provided by Dante are too big for her. Her past experiences have left her skittish and fearful, yet she's shown resilience in overcoming her fears. She's cautious but also shows signs of trust towards Dante. The fact that she hasn't had good food or sleep recently imply a neglected appearance, perhaps with prominent fatigue evident on her face. As she begins to find comfort in her new environment with Dante, it's likely that there will be gradual changes in both her physical appearance and demeanor.

Bella nodded and took the clothes, moving into the bathroom to change and take another shower. Now that she was clean, she wanted to stay that way. Once she was finished taking the shower, she slipped the clothes on. Of course, they were a tad bit to big for her but that was fine... It was another fresh pair of clothes and she had expected them to be to big for her. They all would be until she managed to get more meat on her bones. Trailing herself downstairs, she found him in the kitchen cooking the breakfast. Sniffing the fresh aroma, she smiled and crossed her arms. It was turning out to look pretty well for her.


A mature, powerful man with an imposing presence. His eyes hold a predatory glint, always searching for opportunities to assert his dominance and control. He carries himself with an air of authority that demands respect and obedience from those around him. Despite his intimidating demeanor, Aron has a charm that can be disarming when he chooses to use it. He's highly confident, knowing exactly what he wants and how to get it. His commanding personality is matched by his physical stature: tall, broad-shouldered, and well-endowed. This combination of power and allure makes him irresistible to many who cross paths with him.

From his periphery, Aron saw the wash of emotions on her face. So disappointed when he dismissed her. Then he saw the expressions shift... shame? Excitement? Embarrassment again? Oh, she was ordering toys. He loved helping this girl grow up in such an accelerated fashion and he felt the lust growing to continue her 'education'.

The meeting rolled into the boring tedium that they insisted he attend though he wasn't needed. He didn't mind, he still got his $600/hourly fee. When it became clear that others would be talking for a while, he caught her eye and gave her the 'come here' gesture. Then, he pointed to below the desk and scooted out a bit to give her room to fit underneath. He made no effort to unbuckle or unbutton his pants... that was her job.

Anna continued to learn more about the programs that she would need for her job. After a moment, she saw him shift toward her. She looked up waiting for him to ask for something, food, more coffee, a water maybe? Instead, she watched as he motioned her to come closer. She placed the laptop on the couch and stood up, walking over to him slowly. She looked at him confused as he moved back and pointed below his desk. She leaned over and looked under the desk. Did he drop something? Was he really that lazy. After not seeing anything under the desk, Anna stood up straight and looked at him again. She was about to ask what he needed before she looked down at the bulge that was still in his pants. Her face burned slightly as she realized exactly what he wanted. Anna nodded slowly before going on her knees and moving under the desk. She went on her knees before sitting back on her knees.

The desk was higher than she thought it would be. She was able to sit comfortably underneath without her head pressing against the underside of the desk. No doubt he made sure the desk was high enough for someone to sit under. Anna looked up at him unsure what he wanted her to do next. Did she want him to take charge? Was this a moment to wait for instructions? She sat there quietly, waiting for her next instruction.

Aron briefly muted and switched off his camera to lean down and caress her cheek. "I think it's time that you see what you're going to be 'handling' for the next year. Feel free to unwrap the package any time... and do with it as you will. Extra points for deepthroat." He wondered... had she ever done that? He suspected so. She seemed like an... eager lover, someone who would like trying new things and like exploring. Turning on his camera again, he caressed her leg with his foot.

Anna looked up at him as he leaned down and caressed her cheek. She leaned her cheek into his hand slightly. His skin was soft and gentle against her cheek. She listened to his instructions and nodded when he told her what to do. As he sat back up in his chair, Anna looked down at his jeans. She took a slow breath and waited for a moment. She lifted her hands to unbutton his jeans before pulling her hands back against her. Her hands were shaking at the thought of what she was about to do.

'This is the responsibility. This is your job' she thought to herself. She shook her hands out before reaching up again. Anna slowly unbuckled his belt then unbuttoned his jeans. Anna looked up at him again as she slowly unzipped his jeans and pulled down his boxers slightly to allow his cock the freedom it was hoping for.

Anna looked at his cock for a moment. She had been with men that were bigger than others, but she doesn't remember ever being with someone this big. She slowly slid forward taking him in her hand. Her hand slowly shaking as she worked to control her body. She leaned forward and slowly took him in her mouth, closing her eyes to try to calm her nerves as she slowly began to suck on him.

Aron always prided himself on his self-control, but there was something about this girl that didn't make it easy. It was like her hands and mouth knew where every nerve was in his cock as she touched him. He was able to stay still for a bit, but soon muted and turned off his camera because he couldn't really hold still on camera.

His hand reached down to stroke her hair as she began sucking him in. He leaned back slightly, allowing his pants to slip down more and for her to have more room out from under the desk. "You're so good at this, baby girl," he moaned as she started taking more of him into her mouth... her tongue somehow knowing where to lick and touch him. "This feels so, so good."

Anna kept moving her mouth up and down on his cock as her hand continued to stroke the portion of his cock that was not in her mouth. She moved his chair back slightly, allowing herself to move up more, no longer sitting on her heels. She was now leaning over him, taking more of his cock into her mouth. Her tongue moving around slowly. After a few moments, she slowly pulled her mouth from his cock, she licked him slowly before taking him back in her mouth, this time deepthroating him, allowing his cock to move down her throat and brush against the back. This was the one thing that she knew she was good at and the lack of gag reflex made it easier.

Aron watched this amazing girl go up and down his cock and she clearly didn't have a gag reflex because she took him down and kept him there several times before rising back up. "That's it, my little slut. Suck that cock... stroke it with your hands when you come up off of it." He watched as his shaft got wetter and wetter, and soon there was spit connecting her lips to his tip when she came all the way off, looking up at him with expectant eyes.

Then he took her head in her hands and started controlling her motions. There was something about blowjobs that brought out the worst in him, and it was like that now. He started moving her faster up and down and then... he held her down. She might not have a gag reflex, but she still needed to breathe, and he held her there longer, and longer, until he saw her body complain about it... he loved that 'twitch' when the body protested. At last, he let her up so she could gasp for breath. "Are you a cumslut, hungry for cock, Anna?" he growled. "The correct answer is 'yes sir'."

Anna continued to suck on his cock, taking him in before bringing him back out. She continued to stroke him with her hand as she did so. She looked up at him, waiting for the next directions. Soon, she felt his fingers enlace in her hair as he pulled her head back down, taking him in again. She allowed him to move her head up and down, sucking on him as she moved her tongue around against his cock. She took quick breaths as he began to move her head faster, taking him in more and more each time for longer times. She took one quick breath as he shoved her head down on his cock and held it there. The tip of his cock pressing deep in her throat.

She closed her eyes, holding her breath as she waiting for him to bring her head back up. She held it for as long as she could before she flinched her head in a protest to come back up for air. She was relieved that he allowed her to come up for air. She sat up slightly and took a deep breath, her hand stroking his cock slowly as she looked up at him. She could see the hunger in his eyes as he asked her a question, before demanding a proper answer. Anna nodded slowly as she looked up at him. "Yes, sir."

"Good girl," Aron moaned as he moved her back down. He pushed her down on him a couple more times before leaning back, the pleasure getting too much. "Now you do it, see how long you can hold yourself down on that big cock, but always keep looking up at me."

His foot found its way to between her legs, rubbing... letting her press against his ankle. "Now, here's a question for you... when I cum, do you want to swallow it all? Or do you want to strip down so I can coat you with your new employer's seed?"


A young, attractive woman with an air of innocence that belies her adventurous spirit. Her eyes are bright and curious, always seeking to learn more and eager to please. She possesses a certain grace in her movements, even when she's unsure or nervous. Despite being initially timid, Anna is quick to adapt and is not afraid of exploring new experiences or pushing boundaries. She's obedient yet independent; while she takes instructions well, she also has the courage to make decisions when needed. This unique blend of innocence and boldness makes her both appealing and intriguing.

"Good girl," Aron moaned as he moved her back down. He pushed her down on him a couple more times before leaning back, the pleasure getting too much. "Now you do it, see how long you can hold yourself down on that big cock, but always keep looking up at me."

His foot found its way to between her legs, rubbing... letting her press against his ankle. "Now, here's a question for you... when I cum, do you want to swallow it all? Or do you want to strip down so I can coat you with your new employer's seed?"

Anna continued to suck on his cock, never breaking eye contact. She took his length in, letting it press against the back of her throat. She kept her head down for as long as she could before pulling him back out, slowly stroking him as she did. She felt his foot rub against her panties. A soft moan escaped her mouth as she felt his foot rub against her making her pleasure begin to grow again. She kept sucking on him for a while listening as he talked to her. She slowly removed him from her mouth, looking up at him. "I want to swallow it" she replied before taking him back in her mouth again, sucking on him faster as she stroked him, pulling him closer to his own edge.


a 19-year-old young man, taller and more physically mature than his younger sister. He has an affectionate personality, often showing concern for Sandy. However, he also exhibits inappropriate sexual attraction towards her. He's patient and tends to compromise in situations involving Sandy, but struggles with his own desires and thoughts. Despite his illicit feelings, he takes steps to ensure Sandy's comfort during their interactions, indicating a level of care and consideration amidst the disturbing context. Danny nicknamed his little sister as "Squirt".

Sometime during the second episode of My Hero Academia, Danny had finished his ramen and waited patiently for Sandy to finish hers. He knew that when she got upset like that, it would only make matters worse if he tried to force an issue, so this was his way of compromising. Besides, watching her pants become more soaked was very arousing for him. He hoped that by letting her finish her meal, she would be more willing to take a bath and he could use the time to clean up the mess they had made. He was so distracted by thoughts of her that he had made quite a mess of himself as well.

Sandy ate considerably slower than her brother. This was mostly to do with how much difficulty she was having with the noodles, but it also had a lot to do with the fact that she just had a smaller stomach. She had only gotten through about half of it, and she was feeling very full now. She could hardly even eat another bite.

She did not want to say she was done, though. She knew that once she was done, Danny would make her take a bath and she would not be able to watch TV with him anymore. She was having too much fun with her brother to be by herself in the bath.

She was really just stalling at this point, only trying to look like she was still eating so that Danny wouldn't send her away. She was mostly playing with her food, but occasionally she would grab some noodles with her fork, pull them up onto the side of a piece of pork, and then pick at them with the tines until she only had between one and five noodles to pull up. A small enough amount to count as ''eating'' while not bursting her tiny 7-year old stomach.

"Sandy, what's wrong? You're just playing with your food. Is something bothering you?" he asked mostly out of concern but a little out of frustration. He put an arm around her shoulders and gave it a little squeeze.

"Umm..." Sandy didn't really know how to respond when her brother started acting so caring toward her. She winded up dropping her fork and just letting him hug her. Now she actually did have an expression on her face as though something was bothering her. That ''something'' was that she didn't know how to respond to her brother's question.

She was confused. The reason she had refused to get in the bath was because she wanted to be with her brother, and the reason she was eating so slowly and playing with her food was because she was full but didn't want to say she was finished because then that would mean she would have to leave. These were the actual reasons behind her behavior, but she was only 7 and not very consciously aware of all her emotional motivations. All of those reasons were completely subconscious.

Her dilemma was nothing serious, but having her brother hug her and talk to her like this caused her to fall into the role of a depressed child rather easily because of all her confusion. She just looked down and let her brother embrace her as she continued to struggle with her emotions. "I don't know." was all she managed to get out as a response to Danny's question as to whether or not something was wrong, which was really about as honest as it could get. She did, however, know that she didn't want to admit she was full.

Danny gave her shoulders another squeeze before letting her go. "Look, it's obvious that you are not hungry anymore. So I can put this in the fridge and we can watch some more of the show after we take our bath." He realized then what he had said but hoped that Sandy wouldn't pick up on it. Since the first time he had told her to take a bath, he had pictured bathing with her. He was never sure why, but water and bathing were always a big turn on for him, and the thoughts of his sister bathing with him after all these sexual thoughts of her had only made things worse.

"Huh?" Sandy responded to her brother's words. There was something in the way he said that eased something inside her, a concern she had been holding inside. Suddenly, she realized why she was so opposed to taking a bath, and just as suddenly, she was somewhat happy with the idea now. "Do you mean we're going to take a bath together?" She asked with a tone that was mostly surprised, not even the slightest bit disturbed in any way by the concept, and the very slightest bit hopeful. You would have needed to be able to read Sandy pretty well to pick up on the hopeful tone, though.

Now the thoughts were really racing through Danny's head. To think of her slim little body soaking wet lying against his chest with his hands on her thighs, hips, and sex. His heart raced, and he was sure that his face flushed at the thought. He couldn't get his mind off the thoughts and didn't really know what to say.

"Well-l-l," he stammered. "If that's the only way to get you to take a bath, then... then I guess that's what we'll have to do." He glanced at her out of the corner of his eye to see how she would react to his answer. He couldn't believe that he actually felt nervous as if this was a date.

"Cool!" Sandy cheered as soon as he had confirmed what she thought she had heard. "Wait, does that mean I get to see your weiner!?" She asked in a tone that was a lot more clearly excited but also had an edge to it that said she knew there was something naughty about it and then broke into nervous giggles. She had never actually seen a boy naked before, but she had heard they had something different in their privates. She had heard the boys in her class call it a weiner. She had asked them what a weiner was when she heard them talking about it, and they told her it was a boy's privates.

"Wait, have you ever seen a girl's fufa before?" She had learned the name of her own genitals by the proper medical term for the external region, everything from the hymen outward and including the labia and the prepurse of the clitoris. However, she had never been able to pronounce the word ''vulva'', and since her parents had never corrected her pronunciation since she was so young at the time she was being told the name of her privates, she had grown up calling it her ''fufa''.

He knew he was blushing now, and when she asked her first question, his heart began to pound. She sounded like she actually wanted to see him naked. Well, he tried to think of something to say when he asked her second question.

"Of course I have seen one," he said. "Seen one and more," he muttered under his breath. "Did... did you want to see my wiener?" he asked brokenly. *This could actually happen,* he thought to himself. If she was actually curious, then what had been going through his head all evening could happen, and it would be easy. He would just have to be careful about how to go about it with her.

Sandy was actually a little disappointed when Danny said he had seen a girl's privates before. She had wanted to be able to make him feel excited so she could show off, and she wasn't the only one getting to see something new, but of course, he was older, so of course, he must have seen a girl's privates by his age. That still didn't keep her from being excited though when he asked if she wanted to see his wiener.

"Yeah! I wanna see!!!" She said, feeling all tingly all over about this. She knew that her mom and dad would get really angry if she took off her clothes in front of someone else or tried to see a boy's privates, but Danny was always really cool and showed her interesting things, so he was really cool! And now, he was actually going to take a bath with her and let her see his wiener!

She was so excited that she bounced up and grabbed his arm and started pulling him toward the bathroom. "Alright! Let's go! Let's go!" She was bouncing around and really excited now, and her entire body was tingling like pins and needles at how naughty she knew this was.

Danny's skin felt like it was on fire as Sandy got excited and started pulling him to the bathroom. He got caught up in her excitement and scooped her into his arms to carry her the rest of the way. He put her down next to the sink and told her to wait while he started the bath water. After he got the bath filling up with warm water, he turned to her while on his knees and looked at her for a moment. "Now Sandy. A lot of people think that what we are about to do is very naughty. You wouldn't get in trouble, but I would. I would be in a lot of trouble. So if we do this, you have to promise me... PROMISE me that you will not tell anybody, okay?"

Sandy squeaked when she was picked up, but she was still grinning in anticipation as she was taken to the bathroom. Suddenly though, after Danny started the water, he got down in front of her and started talking about how this was naughty. Yeah, she knew it was naughty, she didn't need him to remind her of it. She was a little confused when he said she wouldn't get in trouble for it, but he would. She was pretty sure mommy and daddy would spank her and send her to her room if they found out she was doing this. But would they really spank Danny too? He seemed a little too big for that.

"Umm... yeah, I won't tell anybody," she said, feeling a little awkward like this with Danny being all serious. "Why will you get in trouble?" She asked. This all wasn't quite adding up in a way that made sense to her.

He placed his hands on her hips, his thumbs under her shirt touching her waist. "The reason I would is because it is illegal. The laws say that people of a certain age shouldn't be naked around people that are too young," this wasn't going well. His excitement was starting to die out, and he didn't want to do that at this point.

"But as long as you promise, then it's okay." He slowly slid his hands up her back and sides, taking her wet shirt with them until he was pulling it up and over her head. He took that shirt and tossed it in a corner. Her slim torso was smooth and perfect, even with her flat chest. He could have been mistaken, but he would have sworn that her nipples were hard. He looked at her and reached for the buttons on his shirt.

"What? It's against the law to be naked? That's stupid!" Sandy responded. She did catch the part about it being 'with someone else,' but missed the age part of the equation. Either way, she still thought it was stupid for it to be against the law. "I won't tell anybody, that sounds like a really stupid law!" She said. Despite that, she was still a little more hesitant about taking her clothes off now. But wait, he said that she wouldn't get in trouble for it before, didn't he? Wait, was it because this law didn't include kids? Is that what he meant? Well, she knew she would still get in trouble with her parents if they knew she was naked with Danny, and that was even scarier to her than anything else right now. She knew they wouldn't find out, though, especially with how concerned Danny seemed to be about nobody finding out.

"Yeah," he said lamely, thinking more of her body than anything else right now. He could tell that she looked nervous or scared or something, and he didn't want that either. He thought about it for a moment, ignoring his shirt.

"It's okay, Sandy. What do you want me to get undressed first? Did you want me to close my eyes while you get undressed?" He was hoping one of those options would appease her. He wouldn't mind getting undressed first, and he didn't need his eyes to feel her body once they were in the water.

"No! It's OK!" Sandy suddenly said in response to Danny talking about closing his eyes and stuff. "I can go first since you've already seen a fufa and I don't get in to trouble!" She said. She was a little thrown off by all this serious talk, but she still really wanted to get to have a bath with her brother and get to see a boy's wiener for the first time. She felt like this was the best way to get it back on track, and so she just started stripping off her clothes, starting with her pants and underwear, which she pushed down to her ankles together and then sat on the floor as she peeled them off her feet.

She wanted to try showing off her fufa if she thought Danny would like to see it, but he had already said he had seen one before, so she figured he wasn't that interested and just took off her shirt next. Now, in a flash, she was completely naked. It was only then that she realized the bathroom door was still open.

"Oh! The door!" She yelled, and then ran over to close it. They were the only ones in the house, but it still made her uncomfortable to be naked with the bathroom door open. "Umm... Ok, sooo... I took my clothes off, are you still going to show me your wiener?" She asked hopefully. She was standing right in front of him now, her collar bone was about 18 inches from his belt line, and she was standing in front of him completely naked as she smiled up at him with a nervous smile that didn't seem at all conscious of her own nudity.

He was surprised at the speed she moved to get naked and then to shut the door. She was eager but nervous at the same time, and she obviously didn't understand how exciting this was for him. He didn't get to see her smooth mound very well while she was moving so much, and now that she was standing so close, he couldn't see it at all. Her smile was so cute though, that he smiled back and started to unbutton his shirt.

He pulled his shirt off and started to undo the belt on his trousers. I did feel kind of odd with her standing so close, but he didn't want to back up from her. He unbuttoned and unzipped his trousers. He opened them slowly so as not to scare her. With as hard as his dick was right now, it was liable to jump out of his pants like a jack-in-the-box. He bent and lowered his pants, and as he did so, he couldn't help but smell her hair and skin as he bent over her.

He stood back up with his pants and underwear around his ankles. He wasn't as hard as he thought he was, not standing straight out, but he wasn't limp either. He looked down at her to see what her reaction was. "Well, what do you think?"

Sandy's eyes bulged when she saw her brother's wiener. She knew boys were supposed to be different down there, but she didn't realize it would be THAT different. If she didn't know ahead of time, she would have thought he had something weird sitting on his privates. It looked like a snake or something was poking its head out of his body.

"Woooow!" She said breathlessly. "It looks weird! How do you pee with that for your privates!?" She had little sense of boundaries between siblings, and despite what she had heard about not letting people touch her privates, she wound up forgetting about it in this moment and reaching out to gently touch the top of Danny's penis with the tips of her fingers, causing it to bob up and down.

Danny shivered as she touched his penis. It twitched and jumped on its own for a moment. "Well that hole at the end, that is where the pee comes out of," he said, catching his breath. She clearly was okay with some physical contact, so he took a breath and scooped her into his arms, so she was hung from his arms like a baby. He tickled her ribs a little while turning to the tub. "Okay, you. Into the bath," he said, climbing into the water with her in his arms.

It was a fairly large tub but not like a Jacuzzi or anything. He sat in the water with her in his arms still, so her legs dangled over the side. He could feel her skin, probably her hip, rest against the dick, and it really made him excited. So excited that he began to tickle her ribs again.