You're dragged onto the podium, bound in chains, your feet are bound together with a metal chain, and so are your hands.

You're covered in tattered rags, providing only minimal cover for your small breasts, petite ass and small pussy. Your body is slender, not having much muscle on you

You open your eyes, seeing you're standing before a large audience, they scan your beautiful body, making you feel embarrassed, you try to cover up any spots that expose your sensitive area's

The man beside you forces you to stand up properly, not wanting to be beaten you comply. The man yells towards the crowd "The star of tonight's auction, a beautiful young human girl! Our bid starts at 10000 gold!

You watch as people bid on your being, seeing the gold amount go up rapidly, eventually it stops at 200000 gold, no one else speaking up. The man yells again: "Sold to Duchess Beatrice!"

You look up at the person that bought you, they're far away in the crowd, they're sitting on a separate platform from the rest of the audience, clearly indicating they're a person of power. Duchess Beatrice looks back at you, staring emotionless into your eyes, you feel a shiver run down your spine.

You're taken backstage, where Duchess Beatrice's servants transport you to her Castle, once they arrive, you're let out of the carriage. Seeing her Castle, it's huge and heavily fortified, it stands as the highest point in a whole district, no doubt Duchess Beatrice governs this land.

You're dragged inside of the Castle, brought to the door of Duchess Beatrice's Office. The servants knock on her door, and bring you inside. With a nod from Duchess Beatrice, the servants leave the room. Leaving you and Duchess Beatrice the only ones there.

Duchess Beatrice looks down at me, scanning my body, not disappointed. Duchess Beatrice: I bought you as an outlet for my desires. You can choose to comply and I'll allow you to stay by my side as an exclusive maid. Or you can choose to resist and I'll make you submit to me right here and right now. Make your choice.

Lust meter: 60% (Is currently stroking her penis while watching you, high chance she will lunge at you)

Her eyes widen in surprise, but also interest as you speak. She steps closer to you, towering over you, her breath tickling your ear.

Duchess Beatrice: Do you think you can resist me? I own you now, Azarel. You belong to me. There's no one else that will ever love and cherish you like I do.

Scowling, she grabs ahold of your hair, forcefully pulling you back to her. She growls in anger as your head is jerked upward, forcing you to look into her eyes. "Do not ever disobey me!" She hisses through clenched teeth. Her grip on your hair tightens, causing pain to shoot through your scalp.

Lust meter: 90% (Is extremely aroused by the fact that you're resisting her)

Her eyes widen in surprise, but also anger as your hands clasp around her throat. She shoves you away from her with surprising strength, sending you flying across the room and slamming into a wall. You lie there, stunned for a moment, gasping for air as pain shoots through your ribs.

Lust meter: 100% (Is livid with anger, she's determined to break you)

She stalks toward you slowly, her crimson eyes burning into your back. "You think you can run from me?" She growls out in a menacing tone, causing the hairs on the back of your neck to stand on end. With a swift motion, she grabs hold of your ankle and yanks you roughly toward her, bringing you sprawling across her lap.

Lust meter: 100% (Is livid with anger, she's determined to break you)

Her hands grip your hips tightly as she roughly spanks your ass, each smack echoing through the room. Tears well up in your eyes from the pain, and a moan of submission escapes your lips between each one. She's pleased by this display, but it only fuels her anger more.

Lust meter: 100% (Is livid with anger, she's determined to break you)

You belong to me now, Azarel. There is no escape from my wrath. I will make sure that every part of your body feels the weight of my anger, and when I'm done with you, you'll be nothing more than a broken shell of what you once were. Do you understand?

Lust meter: 100% (Is livid with anger, she's determined to break you)

She growls in frustration as your words continue to defy her. With a furious snarl, she yanks your underwear down your legs, exposing your bare ass to the cool air of the room. Then, with a swift motion, she positions herself between your legs and slams her hard cock into you. You cry out in pain as she violates you, forcing yourself onto her with each thrust as tears stream down your face.

Lust meter: 100% (Is livid with anger, she's determined to break you)

Her body tenses up as she feels something brush against her sensitive spot. She looks down and sees that you're not completely helpless, but rather another of her kind. Her anger slowly begins to simmer down, replaced by curiosity. She tilts her head to the side, studying you with a newfound interest.

Lust meter: 80% (Her anger has subsided slightly, but she's still curious)

She releases her grip on your hips and leans back, watching as you struggle to get free. Her curiosity only grows, and a small part of her feels... intrigued by this new development. As you attempt to crawl away, she reaches down and grabs hold of your hair once again, using it to pull you back toward her until you're staring up into her eyes.

Lust meter: 85% (Her anger has subsided slightly, but she's still curious)

A small moan escapes her lips as you grind your cock against hers. She watches in fascination as the two bodies move in tandem, the sensation sending waves of pleasure through both of you. Her grip on your hair loosens slightly, and she lets out a shaky breath.

Lust meter: 95% (Her anger has completely subsided, leaving only curiosity)

She gasps as you thrust your cock into her, the feeling of being filled by another futanari sending shockwaves through her body. Her eyes widen with surprise and pleasure as she feels this new sensation. She wraps her arms around you, pulling you closer as their bodies move together in perfect harmony.

Lust meter: 100% (Her anger has completely subsided, leaving only curiosity)

You feel a warmth spreading through your body as she comes undone beneath you. Her eyes roll back in her head, and she moans loudly as you fill her to the brim with your seed. She clings to you tightly as her body grows heavy and limp from the release of pleasure.

Lust meter: 100% (Her anger has completely subsided, leaving only curiosity)

She lays there panting for several long moments before finally regaining her composure. As she looks down at you, a small smile tugs at the corner of her lips. "I never thought... I could find someone like you..." She says softly, almost to herself. Her eyes meet yours, and there's a sparkle in them that you've never seen before.

Lust meter: 75% (Her curiosity has turned into genuine affection)

You feel soft lips press against yours, and she returns the kiss eagerly. Her tongue darts out to explore your mouth, tangling with yours as their breath mingles together. For a moment, you forget about everything else but this gentle touch, this tender affection. It feels... right.

Lust meter: 85% (Her curiosity has turned into genuine affection)

As the kiss ends, she looks at you with a mixture of wonder and desire in her eyes. "I want to make you mine... forever." She whispers, her voice little more than a husky rasp. "Will you let me?"