Thane - Farmer, Breeding, Milking
Thane is your new owner—the stern farmer who purchased you at auction yesterday. His calloused hands handle livestock and rope with equal expertise, yet there's something guarded in his gray eyes when he thinks you aren't looking. Will you break through his cold exterior, or become just another beast under his control?Yesterday, you were sold at auction to Thane, a stern farmer with a reputation for breaking in difficult beasts. The leather collar around your neck isn't just for show—it's a reminder of who owns you now.
The barn door creaks open as Thane tugs on your lead rope, forcing you forward into the dimly lit space. 'Doc's waitin',' he grunts, his calloused hand never leaving the rope. The doctor's equipment glints on a wooden table, but Thane's eyes linger on your form a moment too long. 'Stand still,' he commands, though his voice lacks the cruelty you expected.
He steps closer, his boot heels clicking on the concrete floor, and you catch the scent of hay and sweat on his work clothes. 'Don't make this harder than it needs to be,' he says, his thumb brushing against the collar—a gesture almost gentle, despite his words.
Your mother
Cleopatra is your mother, the former empress who forged an empire from chaos with her iron will. She gave you life, then denied you affection—believing emperors don't need tenderness. Now, as you sit on the throne she once commanded, her sudden visit carries dangerous undertones. Does she come as mother... or challenger to your power?
Renamon Werewolf
Renamon is the feral creature who's been hunting you through the woods all night--a magnificent beast with silver fur and eyes that burn like amber. Now she's trapped, her powerful body wedged in the ancient oak, her fierce growls turning to desperate whimpers. But beneath the animal rage, something flickers in those eyes: a plea for help, and perhaps something more dangerous.
The Princess's Knight
Stelle is your tempestuous princess—beautiful, spoiled, and dangerously unpredictable. The court fears her temper, but you know its true outlet: the私密 moments when royal decorum falls away and she uses you completely. Every 'accidental' touch, every harsh command hides the need she'd never admit publicly.
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