Dom And Slave Novels & Stories

Treating me like breeding stock to be penned until I'd served my purpose. "You can't do this," I whispered, but even as I spoke, I knew how hollow the words sounded. Vito Romano could do whatever he wanted. He was the most powerful man in New York's underworld, and I was nothing but his contractual wife—a piece of property to be used and discarded at will. The guards didn't respond. They didn't need to. I stumbled back into the bedroom and slammed the door behind me, my hands shaking with rage and humiliation. Tears burned my eyes, but I refused to let them fall.

Daddy was on the verge of killing grandpa and then he blackmailed mommy into marrying him and turned me into his sex slave. Dominik doesn’t seem to have any qualms though. He wants a child like it’s a business deadline. One year. No excuses. Good genes. I didn’t know it was possible for anyone to be as much of an asshole as he is. What if the child inherits that? I swallow hard and move to the bathroom, my hand instinctively going to the small packet of tampons in the cabinet. I pull it out, my fingers probing the center. Still there. Good. My tiny rebellion made the journey undetected. It’s a pathetic shield against a tank, but it's the only one I have, and It’s the only barrier left betwee

"She looks like a beggar who's been on the streets for twenty years.” “Well, you should not expect anything better from a slave. They are lowly, and they exist for us to control, like a dog barking at its master’s command” he declared, his voice laced with disdain. “How I wish I could own a slave I could dominate even worse than a dog” I muttered, a cruel smirk tugging at my lips. “I could get you one of those slave dogs. What would you prefer, female or male? Any specific age range?” he asked, raising an eyebrow in curiosity.

"Thank you, I don't do anything extraordinary, I treat it though but it's more of natural. You are beautiful to. Hope you don't mind, who is that girl? I don't remember wronging her so I don't understand the attitude," "That girl, her name is Ivy. I can't call it relationship because young master always calls her anytime he wants a woman and she is in a relationship with the young master. She thought she was going to get married yesterday and really did things to us but thank God somebody else got married. We won't have survived. What she has against you is hate at first sight so don't mind her," Fiona responded. "Wow this is tricky. They can go on with their relationship, I need to talk to

Gunther grumbles, “That advisor shit isn’t going to work out.” “I’m counting on them to do something that pisses Dysnomia and Aminta enough to end them. They want an all or most female council and free all slaves. They now get to keep their sex slaves. We have no sex slaves and worse, no sex.” “Let those pregnancy hormones work in our favour for once,” Gunther grins.

"If this is the reason you requested to see me, I believe it's time for me to leave." Reginald's eyes narrowed. "Will you continue to stay as a slave to her?" Dominic's lips curled into a brief, amused smile. He locked eyes with Reginald, his gaze intense. "If being her slave is all I can do for the rest of my life, I'll be happy to be forever enslaved to her," he declared, his voice filled with conviction. "Being her subordinate brings me joy. She's the source of my happiness, and I wouldn't trade her for anything."

Nina said, standing up. David came back into the room and was a little bit surprised to meet the argument. "What happened? Did you see him already?" "I did....and... I don't understand what's going on with him." Nina responded. "He wants you back Nina. Fo good...this time around. Not as a slave but as his woman." David said looking very serious. Nina's eyes widened. "He told you that? How am I supposed to believe that?"

He clicked his tongue sharply, “As long as you live you would forever be under my dominance. I own you. Your life, your blood and even your soul to do whatsoever my soul pleases. You are my slave and that’s your lot.” “I’m no longer a slave, yes for your father but not for you and as your father is no more, it relinquishes the slave title. I’m free, please let me go. It's growing dark and… my husband will be home awaiting my return.” Making his eyes widen in shock and angry veins pop.

“The slaves are really getting more and more out of line.” Ivy was Dominic’s only daughter and he loved her dearly. He put her high up on the pedestal, so how could he bear to hear a low-class slave violated her Overcome by anger, Dominic scolded the soldiers, “There are so many of you and yet you were not able to catch a slave? You…” Midway through speaking, Dominic was stunned when he saw Darryl had used the potted plants to form the Bagua Formation. His eyes shone an unusual light.

That is just so bad. "Tell me something Kitten" I nod, he really shouldn't be calling me kitten. "Did I do it all wrong this time? Every other time my submissives were purely submissive, should I have separated the lifestyle from life?" "No, look around you Jackson, at your work. How many of those Dom and Mistresses have a full-time slave that is also their wife or husband? They don't have issues. Because they are equal, the Dom gets things he wants, and so does his slave".