Extra: Yandere Milfs Obsessed with me!-Chapter 208: Beast: Sakura of the Neko Tribe

[Warning: this Chapter deals with quite sensitive subjects...]

"Run! Hide in the caves " shouted the leader of the nomadic Neko tribe, his voice drowned out by fear.

Sakura, a little Neko barely six years old, had wandered off for a moment to catch a particularly shiny insect. She was caught off guard when the ground began to shake. The silence that followed was more terrifying than any scream.

Monsters emerged from the night. They were not ordinary beasts, but creatures that had come out of a nearby rift, their shifting forms defying all logic. The adults of the clan grabbed their weapons, but the attack was too sudden.

In the panic, Sakura ran, but not in the right direction. Blinded by fear, she tripped over a root and fell heavily. When she lifted her head, the camp was already an inferno and her family had vanished in a whirlwind of dust and fire.

She did not remember the exact moment she was overpowered. Only a cloth pressed over her face, an acrid smell of narcotic plant, then nothingness.

...

When she regained consciousness, the ground was moving beneath her. She was piled at the bottom of a rolling cage, an iron cage too small for her to stand upright. Around her, other children, other races, all dirty and silent.

"So, the little kitty is waking up?"

A man with a face scarred by stitches looked at her through the bars. He wore a whip at his belt. He was a slave hunter, one of those who track survivors after monster raids to sell them to the highest bidder.

"Where is my family?" asked Sakura, her voice trembling and broken.

The man sneered. "Your family? If they’re not dead, they’re still running. But you, you’ll never see them again. So don’t cry, it makes you less pretty, and I have a demanding buyer. Who likes little lolis."

With his pig-like smile, it was easy to deduce that nothing good was going to happen to her.

Sakura spent several weeks in this traveling nightmare. The journey was long and grueling, punctuated by the jolts of the road and freezing nights. They were fed just enough to survive, beaten if they whined too loudly. She learned to empty her mind, to stop thinking about her mother, her father. Immediate survival was the only thing that mattered.

...

When she finally saw a city. Gray stone walls rose toward the sky, and the air was thick with the smell of smoke and sewage. The cage was carried to a covered market, a noisy, teeming place where the most diverse goods were traded for coins.

Potential buyers stared at them shamelessly, feeling muscles, checking teeth, like inspecting livestock. Many passed by Sakura’s cage without stopping, until one man halted.

He was dressed in blue silk, with rings on every finger and a paunch that strained the buttons of his jacket. He had a neatly trimmed beard and small pig-like eyes that gleamed with calculating brightness.

"This one, get her out," he ordered in a voice full of arrogance.

They pulled Sakura out of the cage. She was trembling, her cat ears flattened against her skull, her fluffy tail wrapped around her waist as if to protect herself.

The merchant examined her at length. He lifted her chin with the tips of his fingers, turned her head, ran his gaze over her ears, then over her tail.

"A Neko, huh? Rare around here." He turned to the hunter. "Is she docile?"

"We just picked her up," replied the hunter. "Fierce at first, but she learns fast. A good training and she’ll make an excellent servant... or more. And with that physique... she’ll entertain your guests."

"How much?"

"I’ll give her to you for 50 gold pieces," said the hunter.

"I offer thirty pieces."

"I’m sorry but I can’t give her to you for thirty pieces, sir."

"Arggg..." the man looked displeased but resigned himself then cast a glance at Sakura. "You’d better pay me back or else..."

The transaction was quick. Sakura did not understand the figures exchanged, but she saw the purse of coins pass from one hand to the other and understood that her fate had just changed owners.

The rich merchant, whose name she later learned was Master Aldric, took her back to his residence. It was a large stone and wood building, with thick tapestries and heavily carved furniture.

He entrusted her to his housekeeper, a woman whose curves attracted indiscreet looks.

"Clean her up, dress her properly," said Aldric, rubbing his hands. "I want her presentable for tomorrow’s dinner. An exotic little kitty will always impress my colleagues. She’ll serve at the table, and if she’s well trained, she can dance or entertain some of my brothers."

Even though she was very young, many didn’t care about that. After all, most nobles who had lived their entire lives in wealth without really knowing the real need to work had developed all sorts of vices, the most morbid ones.

Thus began Sakura’s new life. Her days were now punctuated by chores and lessons. She was taught to serve tea without spilling a drop, to walk silently, to answer politely without ever raising her eyes.

The woman tasked with training her did not hesitate to smash her head when she forgot an instruction.

On the evening of the dinner, she was placed behind Master Aldric’s chair, dressed in a dress too light that hindered her movements. The guests, men with faces flushed from wine, looked at her with smiles she didn’t really understand, but that chilled her. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

"So Aldric, this is your new acquisition?" said one of them, winking. "A real little wild beast. Does she know how to do anything other than serve drinks?"

"Her name is Sakura," replied Aldric with a coarse laugh. "If my brother wants to test something else... Then..."

He glanced at the woman who trained Sakura and she immediately understood that she would have to prepare her for that evening...

Sakura was neither the only one nor the last to endure this kind of morbid treatment, and after five years in this kind of environment, she had finally understood that this fate was worse than death; she wanted revenge but lacked the strength, the courage... She was exhausted, empty... But as she had grown too old to satisfy the strict needs of his pedophiles...

She was sent to Neon... And fortunately for her that evening was the birth of The Predator.

Watching the fiery speech of The Predator who had torn off the head of those who made them suffer... She knew that she too...

"If... If I make an effort. I too can take revenge on these SCUM!!!"