Elf Slave Novels & Stories

“I’m sorry; I don’t remember ever meeting you…” “You didn’t.”Granny shook her head, making some pure white strands of hair escape her braid. “Slaves were never allowed in front of vampire elite’s, unless it was to feed. I was a born slave. Served them for over forty years until I was no longer pretty enough to drink from.”

I took a shaky breath and looked back at the contract, it stated that, The slave (Davina Ellis,) agrees to submit completely to the master (Arthur Spencer) in all ways. There are no boundaries of place, time, or situation in which the slave may willfully refuse to obey the directive of the master without risking punishment. The slave also agrees that once entered into the Slavery Contract, their body belongs to their master, to be used as seen fit, within the guidelines defined herein. All of the slave's possessions likewise belong to the master, including all assets, finances, and material goods, to do with as they see fit. The slave agrees to please the master to the best of their ability,

Eve and I are exchanging glances. But suddenly I felt a flare of anger within me when Stefan said, "congratulations, Ethan. Finally, you found your new slave." I shot dragger at him. Slave? I'm not Ethan's slave, I'm his submissive. There is a huge difference between Slave and submissive.

"You're a damn equalizer," she tries to slap me again, and I stop her, but I don't stop there. Just as she disrespected me, I feel entitled to do the same and without thinking, I slap her, leaving her paralyzed. "Don't try to touch me for the rest of your fucking life, I warned you, I won't let myself be humiliated, and I won't let a wretch like you lay a hand on me. I don't owe you anything! I don't owe you shit and let me tell you something, your son enjoys having sex with me, he follows me, he wants to be with me and neither you nor anyone else will take that away from him."

"I don't understand." "The Velucia family has owned many slaves over countless generations. I'll let you in on a secret. My own mother was a slave. She was freed by Mr. Velucia's grandmother, after many years of service. She was purchased as a childhood companion for the late Mrs. Velucia. After the madame married, she freed my mother, so that she could get the chance to know that same happiness, to find love, and to raise a family." "I never expected that people would willingly choose to free their slaves.", I say with a sniffle. "What a beautiful heart the late Mrs. Velucia had. If only it had been carried down to my master."

It only changes if the destined partner wants to keep him and even then he has to pay for it. It's not as if there were many slaves, this "honor" was only for those considered traitors or people who committed horrendous acts, in my case, I just don't know... Maybe my family were traitors, maybe my family was torturers, people who committed wrongs against the King... I don't know, and that's why I don't have a name. A slave doesn't need a name. A slave just needs to do his job and carry on... I've heard of places and packs where slaves can buy their freedom, but it's very rare...

she revealed "He forcefully did what? Oufffff what a dirty piece of disposable trash bag! He needs to have his balls cut off, grounded to a pulp, sun-dried and scattered into the wind" Elora spat out with so much anger rising in her. "I pushed him away and ran out of the room, I ran home as my legs could carry me but little did I know that a war had broken out and everyone was in hiding, that was how I got nabbed and brought as a slave here" she concluded and Elora choked at her sad story

She stretched her hand towards me as she asked softly. “Elora… Elora Hale,” I said in a whisper so others wouldn't hear me. “Nice to meet you, Elora, but I must say, you are one brave woman. None of us would have pulled such weight like you did yesterday,” she uttered, making me chuckle. “I didn't mean to, though. It's just so hard to believe that I am actually a slave in the middle of nowhere,” I responded to her with a sad tone. “I understand pretty well, but I'd advise you not to fight with them anymore. The more you fight, the more they make you realise that you are nothing but a pawn in their hands,” Lisa emitted, her eyes becoming moist.

"Now I know some of you might feel disappointed you weren't good enough to win one of this slaves holes, but Master Dan has generously offered to share this slaves talents afterward. The other men will fuck her in the order of their winnings. She will lick the ladies cunts while each of the other men fuck her cunt. Knowing how easily we slaves cum, and how many times the men have cum tonight, I'm sure she'll be able to lick each of the women to orgasm two or three times before the last man has been drained. We'll be starting the bidding for her cunt tonight. What am I bid for this prime pussy?" Edward had the largest sum of money and he bid it all. "Two hundred eighty-six dollars." No one el

They were both cum queens now, able to climax at the drop of a hat. All of the slaves were orgasmic. Rose, Slut, Gwen and Reneé were all able to cum quickly and often. Perhaps slavery was part of the dynamic allowing them to be free to orgasm as much as they wanted. Slavery freeing them to be the sexual creatures society normally frowned on women being. But if I kept Lisa as a slave, I would be allowing her something I refused my wife. Even if my wife could still have sex with Lisa and we both did so, it seemed unfair to Julia to give Lisa something I didn't want Julia to have anymore.