Ass Cleaning Slave Novels & Stories

The only thing I can taste is the salty taste of my tears. “ No special treatment is allowed.” I feel a tight grip on my arm and I am pulled up to my feet which can barely hold me. “ You are so thin like a stick. Seems like you’ve been breaking a lot of plates.” I look away from her stern gaze and fix my eyes on my feet. Who wouldn’t be thin after finding themselves in a slave dungeon where atrocities happen? A completely different world that no one would believe existed in this modern world. “ My eyes are on you.” She says menacingly and lets go of my arm before storming away like the storm she is.

And yet, no matter how much I told myself I was nothing more than a tool to him, my chest ached in ways I couldn’t explain. After I had left Kaiden’s door, I had run into Queen Adeline in the hallway and she had asked me to go clean the kitchen. And of course, I had agreed. I wasn’t just a fake mate to her son. I was a slave first. So, here I was, on my hands and knees, scrubbing the floors like I had done my entire life. Like nothing had changed. Because nothing had changed. Kaiden had made that painfully clear. I glanced down at my hands, at the faint remnants of the wound that had been there earlier, now

"I have to go to a meeting. Do the laundry out by the river, and then put it back here when you are done. I should be finished with the meeting in a little over an hour." I give him a look. "Am I your maid now? You found use in me while I was comforting you, but now you treat me like a slave, telling me to off and do your dirty laundry." "You are not a maid," he insists, huffing like a child that's explained something over and over again. "But I've treated you like a princess for a very long time. Whereas you do one thing and that's refusing. It's time you do work. Even the harem girls work. Every woman in my kingdom works. And don't spit that 'my kingdom does not do that' back at me because

Brett Holmes bought me as his slave for $5 million. As a slave, I thought I had to stay in a room and live a hellish life under the hands of the crazy man who bought me. But I was brought into a huge, pretty mansion with multiple rooms and polite maids. I bathed in a bathtub with roses, and the maid gave me decent clothes. I ate steak for dinner, and while waiting for my master, I watched movies on N*****x. ‘Is this how slaves live?’

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.

I scoffed it down quickly and then Belle announced it was time to start the work day. I followed her around the house, she missed quite a few rooms, but she told me that they were being cleaned by other slaves. The fact she even referred to herself as a slave was soul-crushing and didn’t fill me with any hope of getting out of here. We walked into yet another large room that already looked clean, but Belle assured me, it wasn’t up to ‘’Master’’ Cole’s standards. ‘Where is this place?’ I asked her as we began. She looked up at me, seemingly confused.

I looked at my three slaves, appearing well satisfied and relaxed. "Would you please tell me what the hell you two were doing by going ass to mouth?" I asked. "Lisa and I thoroughly cleansed our bottoms this afternoon after lunch, Master," my slave said. "She said it would be possible to suck cock after ass fucking if we did." "Cleansed how?" I demanded. "Multiple enemas, sir," Lisa said, "until the water ran clear." "Lisa said we can't do it all the time, but if you know your ass will be fucked, it's both less messy and possible to suck the prick afterward, sir," Julia said.

’ 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.

“Sold for sixty million!" Did I just spend sixty million for a slave?

I passed several other maids, all whispering and gossiping about what had happened. —Chloe? Chloe! What's going on here? — I heard Aspen's voice as she tried to run after us, but Gamma Remus held her back. — Why are they taking Chloe? Do something! — she said to Remus, but he lowered his head and said nothing. Of course he wouldn't do anything. I was nothing to them. Just a simple girl who the alpha forced to work as a servant. I was dragged to the dungeons, where I was forced to my knees. My hands were chained to a wall by silver chains.