Discord Slave Novels & Stories

Lets just do it in increasing order of the first letter of your name. Ban: Well, going by that idea, first by that order, we will have Diego try this out first. Diego: Huh! Ummm.. What are you going to do? Murea: Haven’t you been listening. You are going to be a slave now. Diego: Ummmmm….What!!!

I was locked. “Sir. Please let me go,” I said while glaring at him. “I know that you are drunk. But doing this to an employee is a crime. I can sue you.” He grinned at me and released a short laugh. “Then do it. Once you do, my brother will kick you out of this place,” he warned. That… I can’t let that happen. Lanceil is my only hope. Without him, I cannot terminate my slave contract with Brett. “Since you didn’t say anything, that proved me right,” Vincent whispered.

We've been following you since you rani" said Haya. "Is it this way, you even followed my sister up to your partners! Well currently, observe your partner and how we will treat you!" pointed out Marco as he walked over to her and tried to shake Haya's hand. Either way, Haya immediately escaped and hit Marco so hard that he crashed starting at the beginning of the opener. "You bitch!!!" Tony suddenly canned her hard slapped her hard. He was surprised when Tony slapped him so he was unable to keep away from it. Two men with him again walked up to him and held him by both hands, so he was unable to move. Tony moved towards him once more and pulled out his hair

“By the end of the night you’ll scream my name as you beg for more.” She leaned in close to whisper against his ear. “You’ll be screaming just as much.” Fred had no doubt of what she’d get him to do. He was her slave just as much as she was his toy. With the full moon glaring around them, Fred took her hard, making love to her in the water. They were a mated couple, destined by fate, and made real by the love glowing between them.

Evelyn’s uncle blurted out, trying to save his own skin. Zach cocked his brow. “Mmmmm, tell me about this…. debt.” Evelyn’s uncle shivered when the man behind him kicked him again. He looked around and saw that many men in black were holding guns. He dared not lie to the man in front of him. He proceeded to tell Zach about the debt with Damian and how Evelyn had become his slave pet. An evil smirk plastered Zach’s face when he heard the details. “Interesting.” He then gave his subordinate a look.

The second shook her head in disbelief. "You know what I think? I think the master is slowly having a soft spot for Madison" The first lowered her voice to say. "Hush-hush! Your voice is too loud, do you want to get into trouble or something? Don't let the Master's favorite slave Emery hear you say that. She might gang up on you, and make life miserable for you for saying something like that about The Master" The second clasped her palms over the first slave's mouth. "I'm just saying, but I heard that the master can never be able to love anyone. Have you forgotten his name? Have you forgotten that his name is Stone? That name can never be in vain" The first exhaled deeply.

My thighs spread a little more at their own will and Drake's fingers insert themselves a little more into me. "Drake..." I murmured. "I forbid you to cum without my permission, your pleasure, your enjoyment, it's all mine. Who is your master Lisa?" "You. "I said, almost screaming. He smiles and adds nothing, but continues to torture me, sometimes speeding up until I'm on the edge of a precipice, sometimes slowing down and torturing me to make me bend. "Master I beg you let me cum. " "Not now Lisa, I'm sure you can handle more. "

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 said, shaking my head negatively. The man's eyebrows widened, and he smiled mockingly. “Interesting. The slave is already starting to rebel.” As soon as he had said his words, he released the chains at his feet. The latter fell to the ground with a dull thud. I saw him remove his belt in a sudden and rapid movement. It took my brain a long time to understand what he was about to do, and when I finally understood, he had already raised his belt. “No…no, I’m sorry.” I said, lowering my head, then I let out a cry of despair, holding out my wrists.

I protested, still reeling from his outburst. "You don't get it, do you, Daisy? You're a slave," Drake declared, his words piercing through me like a dagger. I struggled to comprehend why being a slave meant that self-defense was a punishable offense. "I don't get it," I repeated, feeling a sense of desperation. Drake's expression turned grave. "Daisy, listen and listen good. You've passed the age of a kid long ago, and I'll be direct with you." I held my breath, sensing the weight of his words.