Legends of Belariath
Iolana
Iolana was born into slavery, her mother had been bred with this tiny kitten in mind. Gloriously sexy features were chosen from her mother, desirable features were chosen from her father. She was bred specifically be a slave, and has known no other life, not even one with her parents. At a young age she was taken from them so that she could be groomed to learn what it was she had been brought into this world for, she was taught submission, how to kneel for long periods of time, and in later years how to show off her body.
She studied things to pleasure her Master to be, for he had spent a lot of money upon her already. He didn't just want her body, He wanted her mind as well, subservient, but intelligent as well. Sharp on what He might need of her, massage, tending for possible job opportunities to bring in money, exotic dancing for obvious reasons, and for those sleepless nights, He taught her to sing to try and help Him to sleep.
When she finally came of age after long years of tutoring upon many different subjects, she became His favorite among his slaves quickly. She was almost always the one who he preferred in his bed at night, though at times He would wish for another as well. The tiny kitten was only glad to attend to Him in any of his desires, even if that meant playing with another slave for a few hours while He and His company talked business. In this He used her to distract business men from their transactions, and made a pretty mehiral off of such distractions, as the men were too busy watching her glorious sweat covered caramel form, than to haggle efficiently.
It came as a shock when one of the men who had been cheated in these deals stole the tiny kitten, her Master was furious. He could do little about it however, the man had underworld connections that were made apparent to Him after she was stolen. Iolana cried for the loss of her Master that she had always known, the man who had been like a father to her in her early years, and lover once she had come of age. She didn't know what to do at all, she couldn't bring herself to be pleasing to the rough man who had stolen her, he beat her regularly without marring her perfect form for minor things he just seemed to make up.
The rough man who abused her just about every day seemed to tire of her however, he apparently needed to get back the money he had lost from her true Master's dealings, so he sold her. When he had the money, he had put plans in place that she would be stolen and sold once more by some henchmen of his, so that he could get even more money from her body. This happened twice before someone with even higher connections than him caught on to what was happening, and during a shadowy fight between them, she escaped.
The tiny kitten fled into the wilderness, and she wandered to who knows where. The first couple of times she made her way into a village to ask where her true Master might be, she was raped and beat without an answer. She learned to stay hidden and steal for the things she needed to stay alive. Always upon the fringes of villages, to wander in search of her true Master, and find him once again.
Having wandered into Nanthalion, the little kitten had used it as a base of oporations to expand her search for a life where she could be happy. It was here she met Alren, and the man was surprisingly kind to her. This was the first time that she'd met a man, who most obviously wanted her by the way his eyes wandered her body, that wasn't mean to her for no feasable reason.
That changed things for her considerably, because by the time she met Aeria Nighthawk, Io was already primed to understand trust. The Magi was so kind to her, and yet at the same time wanted her body. Having always prefered the female gender over the male, and Aeria being so beautiful, she gave herself to the Magi. What came from it was surprising to her, the kitten actually enjoyed their time together, while not trapped under her or in her bed.
After about a month of getting to know the woman, Io started feeling something that she didn't understand. A closeness, a bond she did not want broken. However, this was also the time when they were asked to go on a mission out on the waters and away from Nanthalion. On this trip the little kitten met Zaira, a dark cat-woman who wasn't quite friendly, but dependable and strong. Through her, Io realized that her race could control magic, and her strength was something that inspired her greatly. While not openly friendly, she could see a side deep in the frost kitten, that she wanted to find desperately.
That Aeria ended up seeing the same, and falling for the dark kitten, and eventually wished to marry her, was not frowned upon at all. In fact, Io started to interact with both of them reguarly. Even if she hadn't told the Magi of her feelings, and she'd found another to fill her heart, the little kitten still found room enough there. Soon, she started to find room in Zaira's as well, the dark kitten having already grabbed Io's own.
In a surprising moment in a friend of Zaira's house, Kerianna offered to teach Io magic, as she was not suited to the Magi or Cyromancer magic that her lovers showcased. What caught her next, is that Zaira called Io, Aeria and her 'pritten'. Which was apparently a very very high form of pet name, that Zaira had worn years before under Keri herself. In a matter of moments, Io had been given a place in Aeria and Zaira's relationship that brought a heavy blush to her cheeks, something she hadn't done in a long time.