Maeko stumbled along in the reddish hue of this system's sun, looking almost alien herself .... her magnificent tits jiggling as she was forced to try to keep up with the creature in front of her.
How had she been so stupid to be once again enthralled by him?
Now she would immediately be recognized by any alien or otherwise as being property. Nothing more. Even earth was under pressure to provide pleasure slaves willingly under threat of invasion.
And yet, although Maeko's innate humaness still was prevalent, there seemed something not quite human.
Perhaps it was her aggressively submissive femininity that was becoming her core attribute. Her sharpness of feature, her incredible bosoms, the way she still carried herself, prominently displaying her nakedness with no revulsion or shame.
Well, shame was there.... she was slave after all..... but stilll,,, something more..

Ryujin marched through the path he had hacked up to reach his slave, happily tugging on her leash every now and then to make it harder for her to follow. "This is just the beginning," he thought to himself, "When I'm done with her she'll be begging me to let her suck my cock again." He had so much planned in retribution for her betrayal. Harsh, painful things he might not have even considered had she not betrayed him in the first place. Oh yes, her life was going to be hell for the next couple of weeks in service to him.

Finally he gave her leash a particularly hard tug that sent her on her face in the moist forest floor. He turned and got down on one knee to yank her up by the hair, "Who said you could rest slave? Get on your feet, we have many more miles to walk before you can even dream about sleep!" he pulled her onto her feet with the leash and continued his march toward the spot he slew the Skull Plume. If luck was on his side the body would still be there and still be fit for eating. The report on the creature did say it was high in sodium, it's flesh might still be fairly well preserved.

Their march continued late into the night until they finally came upon the dead carcas of the beast. Ryujin pulled a 'Bind' ofuda from his vest, placed the handle of Maeko's leash against the bark, placed the ofuda over the handle and activated it, effectively keeping her chained to the tree like a dog. "Kneel slave," he ordered her, "Don't move from this spot. I must see if our dinner is still edible."

Ryujin gathered up some branches he had cut down and breathed fire on the leaves to use it as a makeshift torch. Now that he could see adequately he inspected the carcas for rot. IT looked like a few small pieces of it had been nibbled on by the smaller creatures but nothing too serious.

He drew his sword and began to cut off one of it's rear legs. With the large piece of meat removed he gathered up anything he could find that was dry enough to burn and placed them all in a pile. When he was satisfied he had enough blew fire onto the pile, illuminating the forest around them. He tied the leg up between two vines hanging from the tree and let the leg he had cut begin to cook.

Finally finished with the meat, he took a set on a log next to the tree he had chained Maeko to, allowing himself a much needed rest.

Ryujin stared into the fire as it cooked the leg of the Skull Plume. His thoughts were drawn to the woman obediently kneeling next to the tree he had tied her to. Although he paid her no mind, his mind was spinning with all that he would do to her, especially if he was forced to break through another layer of ADD brain washing. She would remember who owned her! Even if he had fuck her to within an inch of her life and make her drink a whale sized amount of his cum!

Getting up to take a piece of the Skull Plume, he ripped one of it's legs off. Sitting back down he peeled the layer of fur and skin off of the cooked flesh, using his claws to start the cut. When a large enough piece was removed he sank his sharp fangs into the meat and ripped a chunk off. It didn't taste terrible but it was no delicacy, and it didn't distract him from his dark thoughts either.

His thoughts of revenge were interrupted when he heard her squeak for some food. He glanced at her for barely a moment before he turned back to the leg he was eating. Master? Did that she remembered her place, or was she simply trying to placate him for nourishment? It didn't matter. He was going to use her until her body broke, if not to make her remember her status as his slave, then to punish her for her betrayal.

"Hmm? Oh yes, I did say it was our dinner didn't I?" he said. He set the leg down andreached over to the tree he had chained her to remove the ofuda, taking her leash in hand. He sat back down on the log and tugged on her leash, "Come here slave. Kneel before your master." he ordered her.

After she had taken a few bites, Ryujin brought the piece of meat back to his own mouth hand resumed eating, obviously need much more sustenance than she did. As he ate he felt her press her face against his thigh and he looked down at her as he chewed the bite he took. Now that he took the time to look she was much different from when she had left him. Certainly her already impressive chest had grown a few sizes. Her facial features also seemed sharper than before. IT made him wonder what else had changed.

In fact, her wounds from his most recent ravishing were even gone! What the hell had happened to her?

The pheromones she released seemed to soothe his temper somewhat, his thoughts turned from how he would exact penance from her and more toward how he would use her body for his pleasure. He felt his cock growing erect from the memories, both recent and older, and from the sight of the beautiful, submissive agent that sat chained and bound before him.

"So tell me slave, how much of our time together do you remember?"