Ass Slave Story Novels & Stories

I groaned softly, trying hard to succumb to the pain drifting through my entire core while I picked out the grasses from the ground, the work that was given to me as a slave. Yes, I was a slave and I've been a slave for the past years without anyone to come to my aid. I was kidnapped by the underworld ruthless criminals from my pack while I was on a run around the territory. I'm Ira but luckily for me, I don't know who I was. I've lived all my life as a slave and trust me when I say a slave, I mean, I've been abused, manipulated, and punished severely, and those I couldn't even remember.

It was hard to believe that this bouncy bundle of joy was once a slave too. “My parents turned rogue, and I was born a rogue. When I was a toddler they were killed, and I was taken and raised as a slave. My life was miserable, I was beaten severely. Beta Theo had visited my old pack shortly after I had been whipped with a cane for breaking some dishes. I had not shifted yet, so my marks were slow to heal. He did not leave my side until Alpha Caleb finished the negotiations with my old pack for my freedom. I was only ten years old at the time. Alpha Caleb and Beta Theo have kind of raised me. They both were with me during my first shift, they have made sure that I excelled in school, and hope

She was crying, as was Ron. Sarah was made of sterner stuff, having heard similar stories before as a journalist and knowing Shasta didn't want pity, she didn't give her any. "It must have been very hard on you, Shasta, and I think you're remarkable for persevering as you did. How did you acquire a slave?"

**Scarlett's POV** After Alpha Xavier took me to the slave masters, my life turned from worse to worst. He practically asked them to give me times two of whatever punishments he gave the slaves, he also asked them to give me the hardest tasks to accomplish and believe when I say, I know nothing about any of those tasks. My back had received numerous whips and my face numerous slaps. If not that I was a wolf, they'd all left a scar and made me hideous.

Princess Avila asked, her gaze focused on the slave who was gulping the cup of wine offered to her. "My princess, I do not know much about her but I do know she was sold to the master by her father as a slave, and ever since she came, the master no longer calls in any of us to his chambers" the slave replied. "You mean ever since she came, no one else was able to satisfy the master other than her?" Princess Avila asked in incredulity.

he forced a smile. "So please I will need your help," she opened her book. "We were given an assignment to write down the history of Shade and a bit about Castle." "Story time it is. Now pay attention," he sat next to her. "During the 18th century," he began. "When slavery was the hit of the time, the white men randomly purchased slaves from the local chiefs themselves, who were greedy and selfish. Castle happened to be born by some of the slaves who were taken and growing up he lived as a high servant in the house of his master. He was loved, treated as mostly equal to the other white servants. And all that ended in a day, when news of his affair with his Master's only daughter Eva, reache

"They all knew I was telling the truth, even his wife knew, but they chose to protect my uncle's perfect image. He was a pastor, you see, and such slander would be too great for a man of God. He continued to abuse me until I turned seven years old and one day I decided to fight back. I stabbed him in the thigh with scissors and when he got better, he decided to sell me to some men coming to these parts to protect his secret. I was bought by the Alhaj and here I am." "So, you've never left since then?" I asked" "Well, I can't leave, that's what being a slave means," she smiled. "You didn't try to escape?" "There is no point trying to escape, Kunle. Don't you see the way this place is designed

Lily aked. "No, Mrs. Klatt. He was introduced to us as Mr. Luis A. or Mr. L.A." Clive answered. "Anyway, I think I am really old. I cannot even remember small details in the past, especially acquaintances." Lily furrowed her eyes in dismay. "It is alright grandma. You will meet him soon. I think he will fly here when he awards our scholarship." Celeste comforted her grandmother. "Do you know Clive that I also came from Townsend? My family was also a native of Townsend. I used to have a simple life back then, before I transferred here in Octave City because of my husband." Lily stated.

She has heard it from Baski, but it pleased her in a special way that he wants to tell her about it. "King Cone took her in as a Slave. He made a nine-year-old a King's Slave. Then, the day came for her to do a job that was given to her, she was unable to finish that task. He ordered her to be whipped and raped by several guys." He groaned his eyes a bank of rage at the memory. She has heard this story before but it didn't stop the tears that filled her eyes as he told her about it. God, it's a wonder Remeta is still a little sane in the head.

“I was never ashamed of my decisions, even if that one wasn’t probably the best I’ve made. You know why I’ve always wanted to leave my house, too, isn’t that right?” “Your grandmother passed away.” Leaving her alone with two parents who had mistreated her for years when she was only a little girl. “Your grandparents, did you meet them?” “I did. My… grandmother, she was a good person, and she taught me many things. But she was kidnapped by Eir men and sold as a slave, have you ever heard of that story?” He said it without much emotion, but it still sounded awful and Elena lost her appetite, putting her bowl aside.