Couples Foot Slave Novels & Stories

Alfred and Lisa, we're meant to be from the onset. But if there was one thing, Daniel so much believed was that “**Nothing can ever stand in between two people who love each other** THE END That's the end of The Billionaire’s Sex Slave. There is Book 2 titled “The Bella’s”. It's all about the quadruplets but I won't be posting it yet because I'm still trying to compose the book. So guys watch out for my next story title “CINDERELLA AND HER BEAUTIFUL OCTUPLETS” please do well to support me in my next story. You can click on the follow button so you'll be notified when the story is out.

Hundreds of Lucifers together make one Evinrude. As I stepped into his mansion, he tied a belt on my neck. He and his kids used to treat me worse than any dog would be treated. I don't think so there is any word, invented lower than the word slave. I was given dog's pots to eat and drink water. They used to give me their leftovers to eat. I bared everything. But then one day, his sons told me lick their feet like a dog and I denied. As a result, they tied me in their garden and they all peed on me. And their mother filmed it all like it was a comedy show or something. That's when I lost it. I knew the only way I had left was to fight for myself.

“Become my mate, let me imprint on you, Elisse, and I will grant you the desire to make your husband regret setting someone like you aside.” “Be your mate? I am mated with Harold, are you idiot?” I echoed, my mind racing. This was insane. I was still married to Harold, still tied to the pack, and yet here I was, on a table with the Beta, caught in a whirlwind of passion and temptation.

, Nikolai growled, stroking my red cheek with his finger. “L-lets go back to... to the party”, I said, quickly moving away from him and picking up my shoes but he held me back, I turned around and looked at him in confusion. “Let me”, He said, taking the shoes from me and guiding me to sit, he squat and took my foot, carefully putting it into the shoe and he did same for the second leg, my eyes was on him the whole time, watching him do it with ease and making my heart flutter, falling in love with him again and again.

When they finally threw me into a dim stone chamber—the slave quarters—I barely caught myself on the wall. I was shaking. Bruised. Terrified. And worst of all… Claimed. His. The door slammed shut behind me. But I wasn’t alone. A low laugh came from the shadows. I turned and pain smacked across my face. A slap. A girl stood there, taller than me, her smile sharp as glass. Another female appeared beside her, grinning. “Looks like we’ve got a new pet,” the first one sneered. “A Moonstone bitch... serving the King himself. Must be nice to whore your way into favor.”

He just had that fantasy of breaking me into pieces because he believed that he owned me one way or the other. Now I made a mistake of allowing him to have access to my body and I was sure that he would not stop there. He was going to make it a routine and I didn't think I could keep up with any of that because then it would mean that I was also agreeing to become his sex slave.

Was it because he had once requested that I remain by his side, regardless of the circumstances? “But if you still want to call me master, go ahead,” he offered. “Nah, I'll pass,” I promptly refused. “I'd rather not see you again.” “Ouch. That stings a lot,” he grimaced, clutching his chest in mock agony. I declared, "It's time to call it quits between us." "We already did," he replied with a laugh. "You signed the document, so our master-slave relationship is officially over." I glanced at the paper that finally granted my long-awaited freedom. Then, I shifted my gaze back to the man standing before me.

This book holds three stories, they are series that is needed to be together. 1. The Slave Mafia. To save my Mother. "You're just my Slave, Olivia." I gasped at his words, those words subsisted enough to shatter me to pieces. But what should I do with it? I am nothing. "But... you tell me those words! You tell me you love me!" "I don't love you. I will never love you." River said with cold eyes. My jaw dropped and my eyes went wide, I came back to the reality, where I was fooling myself.

Master's left thumb continued its slow Mission while he removed his right fingers from my hungry mouth. With his wet fingers, he traced them down my body, slowly. He started from my neck and trailed down to my breast. Master pinched my nipples just at the same time he slipped his fingers into my pleasure hole. “Master!” I screamed, undoubtedly waking up the entire people in the kingdom. “That's it, whore. Scream out to the world, and tell them who's making your toes curl, and your cunt wet.” He slapped my pleasure bud with his right palm. “Master!”