I dressed quickly in the damp clothes, the steam clinging to the fabric and making it stick to my sweaty skin. Lira was still sitting on the ground, panting weakly, her body still trembling from the orgasms. I lifted her easily, carrying her in my arms as if she weighed nothing. I felt her hot and slippery skin against my chest, her limp tail dangling, brushing my arm with wet fur. She smelled of sex and mineral steam, an intense aroma that kept me semi-hard.
I thought: "Tomorrow they'll talk about those slavery contracts. If they make the girls more submissive... and give me more power... fuck, it could be addictive. But what if they change like Lira in heat? I want to see that."
Lira purred weakly against my neck, "Kai..." she whispered, too tired for more. I carried her back to the cabin, the path short but silent, only the crunch of leaves under my feet and the light wind brushing my skin. Inside, the low fire crackled, warming the air that smelled of smoke and dry furs.
I placed her on the bed of furs, soft and warm under her body. I lay down beside her, and she instinctively curled up, her tail wrapping around my leg. I felt her slow breathing against my chest, the low purr vibrating softly. We slept like that, exhaustion weighing on my muscles but making me feel stronger than ever.
At dawn, a knock on the door woke me. Lira stirred beside me, her ears moving sleepily. I got up, feeling my body relaxed but energized, my skin still smelling of steam and sex from last night.
I opened the door. It was Mira, her curvaceous figure standing out in the early light, her black ears erect.
"It's time," she said in a husky voice. "Let's go to the main building. I'll explain the contracts to you."
Lira sat up slowly, rubbing her eyes. "I'm going with him," she murmured submissively.
We walked together to the center of the village, the morning air fresh and smelling of dew and damp earth. The main building was a large cabin with a high roof, the interior warm from a central fireplace, smelling of dry herbs and burned wood. The stone floor was cool under my bare feet.
We sat on furs around the fire. Mira took out a black leather collar with a blue gem.
"Magical contracts are ancient," she began. "When a cat girl becomes a slave, she becomes physically weaker —smaller, less strong— but gains total protection and intensified pleasure in everything. The master gains massive power: strength, magic, endurance. Each slave multiplies your stats. It's the balance of the goddess Nyara."
Lira looked at the collar, her pupils dilating a bit. "I want to be your complete slave, Kai," she said softly, her voice submissive since last night.
Mira smiled. "The collar seals the bond. Once put on, only the master removes it."
We placed it around her neck. The gem glowed blue, and Lira's body changed instantly: she shrank, more delicate, her muscles softening, the height difference with me increasing —now she barely reached my chest standing. I felt her new fragility when I touched her, her skin softer, her tail lighter brushing my hand.
At the same time, an ecstasy ran through me: muscles tightening, energy flowing like fire in my veins, my body vibrating with pure power. The blue screen flashed: Permanent contract. Slave No.1: Lira. Strength +20. Ability: Healing Purr.
Lira gasped, touching the collar, her eyes submissive but happy.
"I'm yours... forever," she murmured, purring low, her voice submissive and accepting the role.
I thought: "This is incredible. I feel like I could break mountains. And Lira... now she's so small, so submissive... it makes me harder just seeing her like this."
Mira, satisfied, said. "Good. You will hunt a bear for the village. Test your new power today."
The hunting day was beginning.
(To be continued...)