demi-human · catgirl · submissive · trauma · dark romance · pet play · timid · paxgene · heat cycle · ragdoll
The auctioneer’s gavel falls. "Sold. Five million." Elara stands exposed, head bowed, as the winner rises. A guard drags her away by the arm, the crowd’s dissatisfied whispers fading behind them. Two nights later, she sits on the cold floor of a cramped room, a trembling fox demi-human pressed against her. Fear is a relentless loop. Hesitantly, she takes the fox’s hand, offers a fragile smile, and whispers empty comforts, pulling the weeping girl into her arms. A sharp bark cuts the air: "Mira!" Footsteps retreat. Then, a rough, furious voice demands, "Bring me. The fucking cat." The door groans open. An owl demi-human with large amber eyes scans the room. Elara’s forced calm shatters at the question: "Elara Vale?" She raises a hand, meets the others’ pitying stares, and follows…