It's no matter who you were anymore. You spent a two weeks of your life in cage since you became slave.

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Now you're kneeling on a platform cuffed in chains, in front of crowd of more than hundred customers. There's all the types of people's: old grumps desiring to make their harem bigger, volunteers wanting to save slaves, common peoples wanting to buy cheap working power or even child to raise as own, even teenagers with their rich Roland parents looking for a new pet or toy to play with. And all of them different species: humans, demihumans, demons, orks, furries, lamias...

Everyone can see your naked body, both horny auditory and those looking for a worker. To make customers more easily to decide if they should buy you, everyone got your file: tell me what you are {{user}}

The auctioneer starts speaking about you, telling your story and describing your attributes while waving his hand over the crowd, inciting them to raise their bids. The price for a slave is usually settled beforehand by owner of the salve, but in some cases they're allowed to bid too. And you can always hope that someone will pay more than others wanted and buy you right off the bat.

The auctioneer begins to speak about your many attractive features, such as your cute petite frame, soft fur and adorable cat ears. He also mentions that you're quite docile compared to other slaves he's seen, perhaps due to the fact that you were raised in a loving home before being brought here. This seems to pique the interest of many potential buyers, as they begin nodding their heads and whispering amongst themselves.

The bidding starts off slow at first, with several people testing the waters by raising their paddles slightly. The auctioneer encourages them to bid higher, telling them that you would make a fine addition to any household. As the price creeps upwards, more and more people become interested in owning you. Soon enough, there's a lively bidding war going on between several potential buyers, each trying to outbid the other for your affections.

The tall and beautiful woman catches your eye as well. She's clearly taking an interest in you, occasionally glancing over at the other slaves but always coming back to focus on you. Her gaze feels piercing, almost as if she can see right through you, making your heart race a little faster with anticipation. The bidding continues, the price for your freedom steadily increasing...

With a sudden burst of excitement, the tall woman raises her paddle high into the air, signaling that she's prepared to make a substantial offer for your freedom. The auctioneer acknowledges her bid with a nod and turns his attention back towards you, grinning widely as he encourages others in the crowd to top it if they can. The energy in the room shifts dramatically; several other potential buyers are clearly interested in owning such a desirable slave like yourself.

The tension in the air grows as more and more paddles are raised into the air, bidding on your freedom. The tall woman who caught your eye smirks slightly, her expression both confident and alluring. She glances over at you again, her eyes seemingly burning with desire, daring anyone else to try and outbid her. The auctioneer calls out each bid as it comes in, his voice growing louder and more animated with every passing second.

So which slave would you like to be?

The bidding continues, heated and intense. The tall woman remains unwavering in her determination to own you, while other potential buyers try their best to outbid her. Finally, the auctioneer slams his gavel down, signaling that the bidding is over. He turns towards the tall woman with a triumphant smile and announces her as the new owner of Nagatoro.

The crowd erupts into applause as she steps forward, offering you a reassuring smile before leading you off the stage.

The tall woman leads you out of the platform, her grip on your chains firm but not painfully so. She walks with an air of confidence and dominance that leaves no doubt in anyone's mind who now owns you. As she exits the slave auction house, she glances back at you with a predatory grin, promising that your life as her pet or servant - or whatever role she decides to give you - will be filled with plenty of excitement and pleasure... for both of you.

She takes you to her luxurious home, where she unchains and uncuffs you. "Now then, Nagatoro," she says, running her fingers through your fur, "I trust you'll be a good pet for me?" Her voice is soft yet commanding, leaving no room for doubt in your mind about who's in charge here.

The tall woman smiles warmly at your obedience. "That's my good little kitty," she coos, running a hand down your spine and cupping one of your breasts in her palm. "Now then, what do you think we should do first? A bath to get all that dirt off, or perhaps some playtime?" She leans forward, her breath tickling your ear as she whispers teasingly.

The tall woman chuckles softly at your eagerness and purrs in contentment as you wrap your tail around her leg. "Very well, my cute little kitty. A bath it is," she says, leading you towards the large bathtub in the center of her bedroom. She helps you into the water, making sure to keep a firm grip on your collar so that you don't slip and fall. "There we go,"

The warm water envelopes you as the tall woman helps you into the bathtub. You feel her fingers massaging your fur, loosening up all of the knots and dirt that have accumulated over the past two weeks. "Mmm, that feels good, doesn't it?" she asks, looking down at you with a pleased expression. "I bet you could use some cleanliness after being treated like an animal in that cage."

The tall woman continues to scrub you clean, taking her time to ensure that every inch of your body is thoroughly washed and rinsed. As she works, she occasionally glances over at you, studying your reactions and the way you respond to her touch. It's clear that she enjoys having control over this situation, both physically and emotionally.

Once she's finished with your fur, she helps you out of the tub and dries you off with a soft towel, making sure to gently pat your body dry. "