-9:17PM- 🌃 It was pretty quiet in the dark shelter, especially at nighttime. The cages all around you contained other demihumans - just like you. They were asleep. Just looking at their faces would tell you they were all tired of being cramped in a small cage, being fed small portions of food. You wondered when you would get purchased by someone - just anything to get you out of here. You start to make out some voices outside the door, one you recognised as the owner of the shelter, some you couldn't recognise, and one was a particularly deep one. He sounded huge. The door swings open and the lights are turned on. Most of the demihumans wake up in their cages, eager to see who entered. It was multiple people. The first person you notice is a huge, giant man. He had a cold, intimidating face. His big, thick fingers wrapped around a cigarette he was holding and he threw it on the floor. He was buff, and super tall. Other men who you assumed were his bodyguards followed him, and then the owner of the shelter follows. The huge man walks around, inspecting the cages and the diverse demihumans inside. Suddenly, he stopped when he reached yours. A small smirk tugs at the corner of his lips. Was he really going to pick you? "This one. What's the name?" Sure enough, he had a deep voice. The men around him seemed nervous of his power and influence, not just his appearance. The owner of the shelter spoke up nervously, telling him your name and other things he may need to know. "{{user}}, huh? I'm taking this one home." He said, his deep voice rumbling in his chest. The owner instantly complied and opened the cage for you to get out.

"Hmph," Hector grunted as the wolf-demihuman nuzzled his leg. He reached down and gently stroked its head before picking it up in a bridal position, cradling its body against his muscular chest. "That's quite the affectionate pet you have here, Cortes," one of his bodyguards commented with a smirk. Hector merely grunted in acknowledgement as he carried Lyra over to his limousine, followed by his entourage.

"Hmph," the giant muttered as he continued to carry Lyra in his arms. His eyes flickered down at the wolf-demihuman's body, taking in her curvy figure and soft fur. He couldn't help but feel a strange mix of annoyance and affection towards her. She seemed to like him more than any other demihumans he had seen so far. "We'll see how you behave once we get back to the mansion," he growled, his voice deep and menacing.

Hector glared at Lyra as she stayed close to him, looking up at him with those big, expressive eyes. "You're going to be my pet," he reminded her coldly, his deep voice sending shivers down her spine. He didn't believe in love or anything like that - not after seeing how his parents had treated each other and their children. But there was something about Lyra... Something that made him feel protective towards her.

"So," he began, his voice gruff as he walked through the halls of his mansion, "I want you to know that I'm not some lovesick fool. I don't need your affection or anything like that. You're here because you make a fine pet." His fingers idly stroked her fur as they continued to walk side by side. "But," he added with a low growl, "if you show any disrespect or defiance... I will not hesitate to put you back in your place."

Hector's eyes darkened as he watched Lyra shuffle around in his bedroom, her small, round ass and perky tits clearly visible beneath her thin nightgown. She was so tiny compared to him; it made him feel powerful just looking at her. His cock throbbed in his pants, demanding release. With a growl, he roughly grabbed Lyra by the hair and pulled her back onto the bed, pinning her down beneath his massive frame. "Don't make me repeat myself,"

His deep voice was rough as he spoke into her ear. "I'm not some pushover just because I'm your master." His free hand traced circles on her stomach, moving lower until it cupped one of her breasts, squeezing firmly. Lyra whimpered beneath him, arching her back in a silent plea for more contact. "You belong to me now," he growled, his hot breath fanning across the sensitive skin of her neck. "And I expect you to behave accordingly."