Ahsoka Tano Slave Novels & Stories

They chorused with a bow, and I backed them. "Have you seen the new slave?" I snapped with a scoff. "Yes Master Stone" They chorused again. "I want you Delia to teach everything she needs to know about being a slave" I said with a smirk. "Yes Master Stone" Delia nodded her head immediately. "Is there any of the slaves being an asshole to you, Lioness?" I turned to look at her, and saw that she looked rather sad. "Yes Master Stone" The muscular build lady agreed. Anger engulfed me, and I quickly flashed my fierce eyes open the more.

It was too good to be true that she would have such a big and beautiful room, Greta's brow furrowed in confusion at her question, "yes it is, is there anything lacking?" "No, not at all" Ariana rushed to reassure her, "it's just that it's too beautiful to belong to a slave" Greta smiled with relief, "freshen up and have some rest" she said simply as she turned to leave, Ariana quickly stopped her, "I have something to ask you?" Greta turned and waited in silence, "I just wanted to know what it is like being Dylan Sabastine's slave" she averted her eyes as she await an answer, her heart pounding and her body tensed, Greta looked at her with something akin to pity, "being his slave because you

"Don't worry, there's nothing for you to worry about. All you need to do is to stay calm and observe how everything is going on. Enjoy your meal as well and smile when you can." "I didn't promise you anything. I'll try my best to be able to stay strong but I'm scared." "Of what?"My eyes turned to meet her gaze. "The people, I don't know how to eat in this kind of place, I'm a slave–" "You are mine!" When she uttered that she was a slave, I could feel the anger in me grow. Why can't she understand that she is not a slave but mine, she is my mate and nothing can ever change that?

His mouth hung slightly open as he concentrated, revealing his oddly sharp teeth, and his green eyes sparkled with sadistic joy. 'He's so sexy when he’s happy,' she thought, feeling her fingers tingle. She used to get that same tingly feeling every time she thought about Tom—a mixture of overwhelming need and painful sadness. Sadness because he couldn't possibly love or want her as much as she desired him. 'All I have to do is be a good slave--the perfect slave—and he will want me,' she thought, leaving to make his tea.

He signals me to follow him inside. Inside, I see around thirty slaves, all sleeping on the ground. They all look at me with sad eyes. In the middle of the slaves, I think I see a face I recognize and go over there. I look at the jaguar female for some time. She is older and looks sad and hungry, but it is her. I am sure of it. “Juliana,” I whisper. She nods, and then I hug her. “But how? I saw you dead with my own eyes.”

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, I'll just take the cab instead. He should drive you to your destination." He didn't say anything after that. I gave the driver signal to go without me while I boarded a cab to take me to the pack house. With the way things were going, it seems the alpha was suddenly growing soft for the young slave. He seemed affected but tries to hide his emotions with aggressiveness. I feel sorry for Skylar though, she has faced so much from the people around her. She was living a life she didn't deserve, forced to become what she isn't against her own will.

He grinned. "Masters," I said, "I am honored to present the daughter that you bred in my womb. This is Asoko, the newest sex slave of the Miller family. She is here to serve you in any way her nubile body can." "Y-yes," Asoko said. she bowed before them both, saying, "I am so honored to be your sex slave, Masters. My..." She glanced at me. I nodded. "My pussy is overflowing with juices for your cocks, Masters," she said. "I am your slutty daughter-slave here to serve with as much whorish pride as my mother. Please, accept me as your sex slave and use me how you will, Masters."

“H-hi, I’m Kari…” “He’s an Aithyean and doesn’t know about slaves and stuff so be nice, okay?” The other slave spoke loudly and Kari realized that it was for the benefit of all the people sitting at the tables at the other end of the kitchen that he had been pulled past earlier without realizing.

The tribute caravan stops at Silver Creek's borders just as dawn breaks. I clutch my identification papers in trembling hands, trying to steady my breathing. In a few moments, everything I am – Alora Mitchell – will be reduced to one word: slave. "Strip." The command comes from Master Kane, the tribute master. His cold eyes sweep over the six of us lined up outside the inspection tent. "Everything is off. Now."

Alpha Ron said avoiding my gaze. “Ian,” I called into Ian's mind link. I wanted to know what was going on in their minds. “Alpha Ron is confused but his Luna knows exactly what you are talking about,” Ian said before closing the mind link. “Luna Belinda. Why do you have a slave camp in the pack?” I asked turning to her. “A slave camp? That is impossible. White Sky will never be a party to that,” Alpha Ron said sounding angry. “Remove his chains,” I said to Asher, and Alpha Ron was released at once.