Ahsoka Tano Slave Novels & Stories

I’ve seen slaves and maids sneak down there before, sometimes for stolen goods, sometimes for sex, sometimes for things I don’t want to think about. So I know it leads somewhere, and tonight, it’s going to lead me out of here. This morning, I woke up a slave, but once, I was Serena, heir to the Silverpine Pack. Daughter of an Alpha. Luna in-waiting. I remember the way my pack and family looked at me with respect, with pride. I remember power. I was supposed to lead. To protect. Now, when people look at me, all they see is a slave, but I refuse to die as one.

She had followed him to the dining area; her work as a slave was to stand by his side and serve what he wanted, but the silence from Syzar still felt like a bitter pang to her heart. Vada was already up in seconds, convincing Celeste to sit as she dragged her to sit. “You need to eat too,” she winked, and Nyssa looked appalled. “You are letting a slave sit and eat among us?” she muttered. “I see no one else had a problem with it, and she is my friend, and as a grand healer, I do have a say,” she said to Nyssa, whose face heated as she faced the table. Looking at Cassian and Callix, who seemed unfazed by it, they looked amused, both under Vada’s bespelling gaze.

"I only got out because I was with Lady Luna. She is the only daughter of my bosses and now she is your boss as well." "My boss? How can they be my boss when I don't work for them?" Yassi asked uncontrollably. "By the way, I haven't told you my name yet. I Assi." "You know, Assi. Once you live here in Minister Wen's house, you are also a slave. And then that's what I told them when we took you here. I said you're a cousin of mine from a faraway province and you're on your way to me but you didn't come. You fell into a cliff so you didn't come. That's what I told them so they agreed to take you here," Lada's long explanation om her.

“She was especially cruel.” “Yes, they don’t hold back with their methods,” Sebastian said, grimacing a little. “That’s Kane’s partner Sylvie.” I picked up the photograph of Fitz and studied it intently. It wasn’t a face you could easily love. He had a permanent scowl, and his front tooth was chipped, making him look like he had a fang instead of a tooth. I shivered slightly, then put the photo back down. “And how exactly are we meant to take them down?” Sonya, the only female in the group asked.

Most rogue slaves end up as breeders at some point for the higher-ranking wolves who need heirs and don’t have mates. Dana has blonde hair, which is braided at the moment. Ginger has red hair; it’s cut short. They glare at me. “Goddess, you smell.” Dana states with a giggle. Of course, I smell. Their newest bulling is to keep me from showering in the shower stalls that the slaves use. There is a large outdoor shower area for the slaves to clean themselves up. For the last week, the other slaves have been keeping me from using the showers. I would sneak out at night and use them when everyone is asleep, but if I get caught, my ass would be in so much trouble.

He still holds all the cards like a slave trader with the slaves’ contracts and yet he wants me to pretend like everything is alright. Like taking him back would be easy. He boosts about pack runs and werewolf balls with a slave. Yet, these are the things I cannot say no to because playing his Luna is part of the contract I signed. Part of my duties and I will perform them to the best of my abilities, but I will not do the blood ceremony. A slave cannot sit on the table with the masters, after all, that is what I am to Kane for as long as he holds that contract. “I have been listening to you ranting and raging and I have had enough. I am sick of you calling yourself a slave when you are noth

A chill ran down my spine as Ralph ordered, sealing my fate. “Ashley Miller is demoted to the rank of slave. She is now my rogue’s pack property.” No! I wanted to scream, to cry, but the executors didn’t let me defend myself. They pinned me down in a jiffy and questioned. “What’s her number, my King?” “572!” Ralph spoke, as if I were just another object to be cataloged, burning my eyes with tears. The humiliation of being branded as a slave was the last thing I could ever imagine.

“Yes, I'm ready." Alejandro opened the door and gestured that I should enter first so I did. The room was dark until he turned the lights on. What was inside the room that made my jaw drop? It is filled with sex toys, whips, and some devices that I don't know. As in there are a lot. “I am a dominant, Chloe and you are here to be my slave."

Ashina tells me as she pats the space beside her on the bed she was seating on. “ I don’t deserve to be a Luna.” Truer words could never have been saying. It couldn't be a Luna. It was all wrong. I had been a slave all of my life and now I was supposed to be the Luna of a pack, ”their Queen” as Ashina liked to call it. I don't possess the qualities. I couldn't stand tall beside Lowell and lead a pack and it saddened me that the universe had chosen a weakling who had been raped and beaten and treated as scum to be his mate.