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Monster Girl Manor (Revelations and Khaos)

Revelations

I am my enemy and my friend.
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Servants, maids, housekeepers, lovers, slaves. Monster girls could be all these and more. Of course they were more something for the elite and wealthy, yet everyone coveted the thought of having one to themselves. Whatever the kind, the markets sold them at a high price, and there was never any shortage of them save for the most sought after ones. In the city of Valencia, the slave markets received dozens of requests for specific types a day. And for a young lord, a monster girl was a sign of status… What of multiple monster girls, however? It was every man's dream to have a doting harem of women at their side, and for Mikhail it was no different. His family had come from money, a successful family that had been helping keep order in Valencia for decades. It was only now that the scion of the family sought to make his own name for himself, or at least live a life away from his family. With a small estate on the outskirts of the city, there was a number of things that a young lord had to worry about. Like any other of the elite, he had wealth and while he was not overly opulent in his splendor or showing of it, he knew that he could still be a target living by himself, and as such needed something more than just a loyal servant or two he could trust. No, he needed a guardian. Someone who he could count on to have his back. Someone who could deal with burglars and thieves on their own, and do so viciously.

So of course, why not show off a hint of status and have a lovely bodyguard at the same time? Hellhounds were known as wild and vicious beastkin monster girls, known for fiery tempers and yet fierce loyalty to those who had their servitude and devotion. They were one of the rarer monster girls to see, if only because they were not easily tamable and held a wild streak that was second only to their beauty. Of course, for Mikhail – he had an idea of how to handle their ferocity.

A bonding collar. Something of a secret for his family and he – these enchanted devices attuned to the natural magics of monster kind, and could easily tame even the most savage or deadly of their kind. Of course it was a closely guarded secret of his family on where they acquired these collars, let alone the expense… But difficult problems required practical solutions. Of course, there were other limitations, such as requiring the girl to be under some form of arousal or pleasure… Which of course would scarcely be a problem, assuming he played his cards right.

That morning saw Mikhail awaiting a rather important delivery, that being the first of what he hoped to be many potential servants. Dressed in a simple though fine outfit of a dark red shirt, the top offset his blue eyes and silhouetted his athletic frame handsomely, his somewhat short blonde hair framing a sharp face that was partially obscured by the book he was reading that day. With dark slacks on, he looked rather handsome, a prime and fit young man of around six feet and an inch or two in height. The interior of the estate's common room was well furnished, a number of amenities within from a set of chairs facing the fireplace, to a number of bookshelves lined with various tomes and books for both décor and reading. Still, it lacked a sense of completeness – or perhaps it was just too empty for just one person. Even then, that latter problem would be solved soon.
 
Life often treated in a quite different manner those who were born with different traits. Be it as subtle as lacking a limb or a part of your body, or as obvious as belonging to an entirely different species. That was the case for most of the so called "monster girls" that were now being exchanged within the black market of the city of Valencia. A wide variety of creatures with pretty distinguishing "charms" most would give their whole fortune for. Yes, a monster girl was often the target of the deepest wishes and desires of any rich man, or even woman, who had ever lived or even passed by said huge city. They were said to be stronger, faster, to live far longer than the average human and to have quite a sensual appeal most humans would never have, no matter how hard they tried.

Despite that though, they were now viewed as lower beings. Mere servants or even toys one could acquire by a fair prize, propierties these wealthy madmen and women could fool around, use and abuse as they pleased. Without anyone even bothering to inquire about it. That was how low the so called "monster girl race" had fallen nowadays, which could also be applied to any nonhuman race that was found within the surroundings of the overly huge and lively city. Humans were now ruling the whole world, after all. So, anything, rather, anyone who didn't belong to their same race was treated as if they had no rights. As if their life was just meant to serve others and to cope up with whatever such humans decided to do with them, without even having the right to ask, let alone protest, about it.

Alphys' fate was no different from most of her "comrades". She had already been born "in captivity", both of her parents, a female hellhound and a male werewolf, belonging to the monarch of a distant country she didn't even have the time to fully get familiar with. As soon as she was born, she was sent far away from her parents. Given to some monster hunters and special tamers who tried their best to render her as meek and tame, as well as obedient and loyal, as they possibly could. All of it in order to sell her to the next buyer that was willing to pay the somewhat exaggerated amount of money that had been set as her value. Of course though, things didn't go all that well. At least the first few times.

Every single man who dared to buy her ended up returning her within a few weeks. That after Alphys had taken her sweet time to destroy their houses and/or apartments, as well as any property, animal or objects they valued the least. In case said families also held another monster girl captive, she simply freed them and then attempted to attack her owners if any of them ever dared to get in the way. Last time such thing had happened, many monster hunters had been hired to reduce her and take her back before she could actually hurt any of the humans that had been brave enough to buy her at the time. Now though, extra precaution had been taken. She had undergone a new "training course", once more. And was now being held inside a huge box that was about to be delivered to the house of who was to become her new Master and owner.

There were those who still thought said richman was crazy for wanting a hellhound, on the other hand. Especially since hellhounds were said to be the vilest and wildest among all the types of monster girls one could obtain, should they have enough money for them, of course. Then again, none of them could actually judge, nor even wanted to, to begin with. "Your package has finally arrived, sir." A man wearing a tuxedo and a pair of glasses announced after knocking softly on the door. His serious features staring at his young Master while said box was brought in by a pair of muscled men and softly left in the middle of the floor. Inside, once Mikhail approached it and decided to peek, said hellhound could be found, entirely naked, and firmly/tightly restrained, so that her feminine features were perfectly extolled while the creature was rendered totally unable to move, no matter what.
 
The servant that approached Mikhail was given a curt nod by the man as he rose, closing the book and setting it aside on the nearby table. Standing to his full height, the man then gave a soft smile towards the butler before he started to head for the package that was being delivered. "Thank you, I think it a wise idea for you to take the rest of the day off. I'll have personal matters to attend and you've always been a hard worker for my family, It's the least I can do." Of course, the young master desired privacy for what was to come next. He was no fool – a hellhound that was not tamed could easily eviscerate him, but part of taming monsters like Alyphs' kind was confidence and being able to show you were the alpha. As the large box rest in the common room of the estate, he looked it over, it was almost as tall as he was, and part of him wondered just how they got the woman within. Still it was only a few moments later that he began to open the box, doing the latch and allowing the front part of it to swing open. "There we are, let's take a good look at you." Mikhail spoke, allowing the light to shine in on Alphys.

And what a look it was! She was a beautiful woman, with dark skin and patches of fur, alongside smoldering eyes and a wild man of raven toned hair. Curvy and womanly in all the right ways she was an ideal hellhound woman. It was true that instead of normal hands and legs, they held paws with rending claws… But that only added a more savage look to their womanly beauty. Slowly, Mikhail took in the figure that was in front of him, standing above her with a calm look on his face. Slowly however his features softened as he began to lean in, noting that she was utterly bound. "Look at you. You're gorgeous." Trailing off, his hand cupped against her cheek as his thumb came to rest just under her chin, lifting her face up to look at him. He wanted to feel her of course, to take her in fully. "I think you'll do very well here." His eyes looked back into hers, showing little fear even if she was a dangerous beast.
 
The butler's eyes widened ever so slightly, yet he quickly closed them again and politely bowed at his young master. "Of course, Master. Feel free to call me should you need anything else. Then..I bid you farewell for now." The old man, already familiar enough with Mikhail to even need to ask anything out loud, simply turned around and walked towards the door. Already wondering what kind of things his young employer might do with that new "toy" he had gotten for himself. Yet holding enough respect to leave that for his Master and for him alone to figure out and enjoy. Even if he held him dear though, he was still young and quite ambitious. So...a monster girl was precisely what was fitting for him at this age. Not only because of the status it'd bring to him, but...well, they both knew already what else said creature could do for a young man.

Meanwhile Alphys had been struggling inside the box. Kicking it and moving inside of it, trying to somehow break free from the weak material...until the front part was finally opened. She was forced to close her eyes when that bright light shone all over her face. Quite the contrast with the lack of illumination the insides of said huge box had, of course. And then, she opened her fiery gaze at a slow, yer steady pace. Automatically flinching, without even intending for her body to that. "Hey you! Don't touch me, human!" Much to her own pleasure, they hadn't bothered on covering her mouth. So, at the very least, she was capable of fully voicing whatever thoughts she happened to have in her mind. And of course, Alphys wasn't precisely one of the most timid monster girls, so...

"Get me out of here bastard! Now!" The hellhound kept shouting as she kept sliding out of the box, moving as best as she could while struggling against the rope tightly wrapped around her furry figure too. Her breasts bouncing a bit as they got even closer while the ropes wrapped around her naked figure got tighter. "A-Ah! What the...?!" Alphys then exclaimed as she felt a tight pressure against her own, bare womanhood. Of course all of that the fault of those ropes and the weird way they had been placed all around her. "Tch, what a bother. Hey you, are you deaf?! Remove this already!" She insisted, glaring back at the blonde man with a quite challenging and defiant expression adorning her face.
 
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