Abdl Slave Novels & Stories

The food they eat and who to invite and even what and how the servants wear their uniforms. She raised her children to be independent and competent. She maintained their home and helped Dawson with the company. She was a disciplinarian to her children but to her grandchildren, it is the opposite. Celeste lead the way for Clive and walked toward Lily. "Grandma, this is Clive Aster. My research partner. He actually made most of the research paper." Celeste introduced Clive. "Good morning Mrs. Klatt. It is nice meeting you." Clive greeted as he kissed Lily's hand as sign of respect.

’ Sophia thought as she twitched her lips. "I'm sorry to say but that's gross, you know." She stated and turned to leave. "This is part of your job." He said as she pressed her lips together and closed her eyes tightly dejectedly, her back still turned. What is his problem, huh? "Do you want me to start explaining what you are, huh? You're my slave, get it?" That word hit Sophia but she shrugged and made to leave the room, not knowing what reply to give to him.

They're scared that might happen again 10 years ago, I got kidnap and yeah, they did pay those guys who kidnapped me just to get me safely back to them. “Yeah, mommy says that Yaya Celine will come with me to watch over me,” I said, smiling at them. They nodded and opened the gate. “Senorita, I thought we were just going outside the garden. Your Mommy will scold me for this for sure.” Yaya Celine is 40 years old. She’s been working for our family for a long time. “I said that I’m going outside. You heard she agreed, didn’t you?” I asked, and she just shrugged.

She pointed to the wrists of one woman, and the question in her eyes was enough to prompt an answer. "Alkadih…" the woman said quietly. "Al… alkadih?" she echoed. Somehow, deep inside, she knew what it meant. "Slave?" The woman gestured to her wrists again and nodded. "Alkadih," she repeated, then motioned to each of the other women nearby. They were slaves. Why was Omar Al-Kabir buying slaves? They clearly weren't for his harem. So... what was he doing? Then, a single gunshot echoed.

Andreios asked, his voice sounding strange even to his own hearing. He waited to see if they'd reply. He waited but none came. This isn't real, there is no one else here. Andreios was going to accept his fate that he had finally gone mad or maybe even dead somewhere in hell and his mind playing tricks on him. "We are slaves." Another voiced and hesitated, more like they were pondering their next word. "Well, most of us." He concluded. "I am not a slave! I'm a free man. My family was--," Andreios's voice broke off into a silent sob at the information he was about to let slip out from his mouth.

I asked and for several seconds, it was silent again. “You’re lying. He told me that even though he was a slave there, he was never sexually abused, nor was he allowed to copulate with anyone. Not out of mercy but because your kind considered him too lowly to even lay with. He said it was the only thing that made his captivity bearable.”

If only she knows how Sia treats me. “What’s with the choker?” She touched it. “Oh it’s just a slave tag”. “A slave tag? You’re a slave?” “You seem surprised”. “I am. I never expected it. I once thought slavery had been abolished”. She snorted. “Abolished? Impossible. It was never abolished Crinka. I doubt anyone would want to put an end to selfless service”. “Back home, only humans captured in war could be slaves. Does the same happen here?”

-Help fool, you talk to me about helping, you destroyed me in the worst way, you don't deserve to live, sama akk souléne dalé doubakh, you are disgusting, sooner or later you will pay for what you give me you did, Abdou, you stole the most precious thing in me, I had promised myself to keep it until marriage, what am I going to say to my family, you destroyed my life, my future, you destroyed my life and that of my future offspring, I am no longer a virgin, what man would want to marry me, I am soiled, you have soiled me Abdou, do you have no heart, how can you do this to me without my consent, you are despicable, wicked, I don't even know what to tell you, you are unspeakable, you are the w