Boss Slave Novels & Stories

the old man with a cane said as he was talking about the only woman in their organization the mistress of their Boss. “Maddy is a bitch and I know they’ll get along. I will bring her here next week, Boss,’ Basilisk said. The boss nodded since he trusts Basilisk's words. And he believed in him. “How’s Monde? I want that asshole dead, Basil.” “As you wish, Boss,” Basilisk replied before he left the old man inside his office.

The boss signalled to her slaves to attack us, and they had already rounded us up. They ran towards us in order to bring us down. I watched my friend as she tried to bring them down, but she could not reach them all as it was only her against others. She was protecting me with everything that she had, and I had no hope for any other friend but her. Two of the boss's slaves ran towards me in order to get me. I looked up, and they were quickly coming at me with a speed that I could not have imagined. AK-307 looked back and saw him, but she could not do anything as she had tried to finish up the ones in front of her, including the boss that was actually waiting for her to finish up the fight an

I asked “Boss, Keisha entered the slave master’s mansion since two days and she has not been out since then” “What….?!” “Yes boss, I think the slave masters are keeping her, and I think something is suspicious about that” “Hmmm, keep an eye on them and inform me if you notice anything happening” “Yes boss” “What happened?” Viper asked “The bots said Keisha has been in the slave master’s mansion, no one has seen or heard from her since then”

I grab my sandwich and take a bite"It's not healthy. That job is forcing you a lot, don't you think you should give yourself a break? She snorts and shakes her head. " It's nothing special Kia"Roll your eyes" I can always replace lunch at dinner time. And regarding work, you know I can't leave it, how would I pay for the house? Now it's my turn to roll my eyes. This is a town where, even as a homeowner, you have to pay a monthly fee for always living here. Go town. Wow boss. The whole town is run by one person: the boss of the Russian mafia, or as many call it: The Boos.

I just wondered what Yura was at this time. She extended her hands for a handshake. I looked at her with eyes widened. I hesitated for a while before lending out my hands. Her grip was too firm. “You are very quiet…” She said walking around me. “I…i..keep to myself”. I answered carefully but nervously. “...And Cassian, does he make you nervous too?” My heart skipped. “What sort of question is that?” I thought and cried inside of me. “...He's my boss”. “ hahaha… is that what you think? She chuckled.

“I know it must be killing you.” I turned around and opened the little fireplace in the wall. “They say you can't feel more than one emotion at once,” I said, putting on the gloves. “One must surpass the other.” I picked up the glowing red rod from the furnace. “Hearing your screams bounce off the walls of this room would do just the trick.” I walked back to him, waving the rod in front of his face. He leaned back, his eyes widening in fear. “Look, I was hired,” he screamed. “That person you killed did most of the work. I don't even know what was inside the fucking video.”

I had always loved a good bit of drama. When I heard that a wife had shown up outside our company to confront her husband's mistress, I immediately put the executive meeting on hold and rushed out in my high heels. A middle-aged woman was waving her phone around and screaming, "Where's Jeremy's mistress? Get out here!" Curious, I hurried over. "Ma'am, who are you looking for?" She glared at me. "A homewrecker! I'm looking for Penelope Smith from your company!" I was still trying to figure out who Penelope was when the woman suddenly grabbed my wrist. "Well, look at that! It's you! You're Penelope Smith, aren't you? You're just an intern, and you're already seducing my husband to secure

“I don’t care if she’s the whore Cass put in this house; while I’m here, this vulgar woman will obey me. Now, clean.” I approached, looking at the whole mess as Rebeca was served in a new glass. I looked again at the glass on the floor, kneeling and picking up the shards one by one. Rebeca’s laugh echoed, shrill. “That’s your place. Someone like you, so ordinary and with nothing to offer Cass, should understand and accept your place. A simple maid who, eventually, can be useful to distract Cass.” “As you say, I’m an ordinary woman with nothing to offer the Boss.” I lifted my eyes. Rebeca looked at me with anger; her smile had already disappeared. “But even if I’m someone so simple, the Boss

"If you're looking anywhere it had better be at me." "Wait a second," I protested. "You are supposed to be my love slave." Nikita smirked. "Who is the boss?" she patted my swelling cock through my shorts and talked to it. "Who's the boss?" pat, pat, "That's good boy," she cooed. "He knows who the boss is," Nikita smiled at me. What could I say? My cock was the Lying Son of a Bitch of all Lying Sons of Bitches. It lied to everybody, me included.

“I want to not die of pneumonia during unpaid overtime!” He tilts his head, studying me. “You’re trembling. Good. Channel that.” “Sir. That’s not acting. That’s hypothermia!” He doesn’t even blink. “Meet me on the rooftop in ten minutes.” And then he walks away. Just… leaves me there like some underpaid extra in his live-action delusion. Wind. Rain. Lightning. My hair? Gone. My dignity? Drowned. My boss? Standing under a single black umbrella like the final boss of heartbreak.