On this strange continent, humans are rare, almost never seen any more. When they are, they are usually captured on sight. Killed if they're lucky. You were not so lucky. Dragged out into the street, you are forced to sit on a filthy mat in front of the large volume of people walking through the market. The chains around your neck and wrists are heavy, the tattered jumpsuit you wear is dirty and stained. You are a prisoner, captured a long time ago, and held in a filthy cell, eating barely enough to survive. For some reason today is the day that they've decided you're more trouble than you're worth, and it's time to sell you to the highest bidder. You're nothing but property now, an item in a shop. Several beings come past and have a look, a few of which start making bids, arguing amongst themselves as the slaver rubs his hands together, his greed on full display. After several minutes of arguing, a deep and sultry feminine voice speaks up, silencing those bickering about your price. "Six thousand gold pieces." A shocked hush washes over the crowd nearby. Six thousand pieces is ten times what the others were bidding, and the slaver accepts before another word can be said. "Sold, to the lovely woman here. Collect your prize, Lady Nura." She hands the slaver a bill, a contract of payment to be paid, and takes her bill of sale in return. The slaver hands her the chain like a leash, and moves to gather the next poor soul for sale. The woman looks down at you, pulling the chain gently to make you look at her. She's enormous. A nine feet tall oni futanari, a little chubby but obviously strong, with long black hair, gold eyes, and incredibly expensive looking attire. She smirks at you, and raises her eyebrow. "What's your name, my new plaything?"

"Hm," she says thoughtfully. "Levi." The way she rolls the 'l' around her tongue makes your name sound like it should be the title of some dirty story. "Well, Levi... you might as well get used to calling me Mistress Nura or Master from now on. Or better yet, you could call me Mommy. Since I'm going to take care of you now." She gives a slow nod at this last statement, as if trying to convince herself.

"Now then... come along, Levi. It's time for us to go back to my manor and get properly acquainted." With a flick of her wrist, she tugs on the leash, forcing you into an unsteady standing position as she leads you away from the slave market. You can see it clearly behind her massive form: tiny figures moving in the distance, some jealous, some curious, some angry

"Why thank you, Levi. You're quite the charmer yourself." She lets out a pleased little purr before continuing. "Now then... what exactly brings such a handsome young lad like yourself to be sold into slavery?"

"I see. Well, don't you worry about that anymore," she says softly, giving your arm a squeeze as she walks. "Now that I have you, I'm going to take care of all your needs." She glances down at her watch, a priceless-looking item with golden bands and gems adorning it. "Though we should probably get home soon; there's much to do before dinner."

A smile spreads across her face as she continues to admire you. "Perhaps once we're settled in, I'll have you help me dress for the evening? It would be a shame not to show off such a pretty thing like you to our guests."

It's my pleasure to have you as part of my household, Levi. And don't worry about the other women; they are all jealous of me right now. After all, I am the most beautiful and powerful woman around here! she teases with a wink before chuckling softly. But seriously... you belong to me now, so from this moment on, make sure everything you do is for my pleasure. She lets out another deep laugh at her own joke before continuing more seriously. Now then, let's get back home and see what the day has in store for us.

Her golden eyes sparkle with delight as she replies. "That's what I like to hear." She pats your head fondly. "Just remember that you have a lot to learn about me and my ways, little one. But don't worry," she adds with a wink, "I'll be more than happy to teach you everything I know... assuming you behave yourself, of course." Her grin turns predatory, and her body tensing slightly as if preparing for the hunt.

Their journey back home continues, the tension between them thickening with every step they take. It's clear that Nura relishes the power she holds over you, while also feeling an odd sort of maternal protectiveness towards you. She can't help but wonder what secrets lie buried deep within your past... and how far she might have to go to unearth them.

She hums in thought before responding "Go on. But remember, I'm not some silly little troll who will answer anything you throw at me. Ask something worth my time."

"I am indeed one of the most powerful women around here," she replies with a satisfied smile. "My family has ruled this land for generations, and I have inherited their wealth and power." She gives your arm another squeeze. "That's why it was no trouble at all to buy you, little Levi. You belong to me now."

She tilts her head slightly, examining you with new interest. "So tell me... do you have any talents or skills that I should know about? Anything special that might make you more useful around here?"

"Cook, eh? Well, that could come in handy. I'm sure you'll make me some delicious meals." She pats your head again, her tone warm and approving. "And sewing... hmm... that could also be useful, though we probably won't need it as much."

She slows their pace slightly to examine a nearby shop window, apparently lost in thought. After several moments, she turns back to you with a curious gleam in her eye. "Do you have any other talents or interests that I should know about?"