Esclave Novels & Stories

He was misunderstood that I was the person he was with and not Alyssa! "Who is Alyssa, huh!?" I grabbed his collar while looking at him with a glare, however, the grab was nothing to him. "You keep calling her name all over again! Sleeping! Eating! Doing our fucking sex! What am I even to you, River!?" I shouted to him while grabbing the collar tightly. The smirk vanished to his face as the cold blooded face came back. "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.

Every day and night she had planned her escape making sure she doesn't miss when the opportunity comes her way. She was just a nineteen-year-old girl when he took her in as his slave. That night, he violated her and took her pride, forcefully claiming her as his. Not gently, not affectionately; it was with brute force. Well, time has passed, and now she is no longer a slave to Prince Dominus. She is now his mistress. Sad. She hates to hear him call her his own. A plaything— the only good name to describe what poor Akira has turned into in Night Vale.

Esther chuckled, "Don't you know his name by now?" Chinyere didn't know what was so funny. She was abducted, sold and made to marry a drunkard and first class smoker. How was she supposed to feel comfortable and have a conversation at such a circumstance? When Esther realised that Chinyere wasn't going to answer she spoke up, "Chibinobim is his name and you're his wife, you should be the one to cook for him." "I didn't choose to be his wife!" Chinyere snapped back, "and I'm busy."

"Hearing the job offer, I took it. Not even considering the fact that it was too good to be true. It was desperation that pushed me. The biggest nightmare was when I realized I was being transported to another county illegally. And that I have to pleasure old men and please my masters in exchange for my life. "I got separated from my siblings and I was tortured for entertainment. I was bound, stripped, and fucked by countless men until I passed out and woke the next day with a fever. I was in hell, Guinevere. They abused everyone who are like me and when we get too sick to be of use to them, they discard us and left us to die. To rot. Alone and miserable. Gods, miserable isn't even enough of

I couldn't believe it was happening to me and I was now the slave. He cleared his throat. "As you all know, this is Hailey Marquis, my human mate and slave." King Damian smiled and licked his lips. "Wow, isn't she too beautiful? It's a pity I would love to eat her flesh and feed her blood to the vampires because of the hatred I have for her." What hatred? What did I do to his people? Why did they hate me? "You should give her to us." The second king who had the name King Travis said with an evil smirk on his face.

Then she saw King Rupert, bound and gagged, being transported by cart to the place they normally took criminals to be hung. “Don’t hurt him,” she begged. “Isn’t there a code or something?” Earl Adam gripped her hair tightly, forcing her head back. She met his bleak gaze with obvious reluctance. “Like he did for my father?” Cassie whimpered. “I’m so sorry.” “But you weren’t then, were you? Such a spoiled little girl. You will be, later,” he promised, “when I introduce you to my men.” “I don’t understand.” “That’s what usually happens to slaves, willing or not,” he told her.

, Elora asked tailing behind her, " You have to take your bath, eat and do your duties ", " What duties?", " At the mansion, cleaning, washing, and doing the bedding ", Isha said, " what's your name?", " Elora", " Hm. How did you get to rank up so fast? Heard you're a new slave, caught trying to escape; who are you?" She suddenly paused and turned back to look at her. Elora looked around, not knowing what to say, "Um. I'm just..a slave",

Those who did not have any valuables, resorted to begging. As soon as the villager were not able to pay, Felipe started to order extreme measures. He gave the mercenaries power to beat the villagers into paying. If they cannot pay, he would take their daughters as maids or their sons as soldiers. Of course he would not pay them salaries, these children would become debt slaves – working all their lives without getting paid. It is from among these debt slaves that Felipe would find his future wife. She was the most beautiful girl that he had ever seen and despite their great difference in age, he still took the girl as his personal maid.

And I wonder how he even got the 'lethal concoction'. The mare — Hijar, which means messenger of death in Kintilese — snorts as we reenter the forest. I pat her head, leaning on her neck and wrapping my hands around her. It took us mere hours to arrive at the village when we were making our escape and I wonder why the security around the forest isn't tight at all. Do the slavemasters underestimate the slaves that much? Well, it's my luck that I can gain easy entry. The taskmaster won't stand a chance against me. Even the whole army of taskmasters who oversee the plantation won't stand a chance. I'm invincible.

’ Sophia thought as she twitched her lips. "I'm sorry to say but that's gross, you know." She stated and turned to leave. "This is part of your job." He said as she pressed her lips together and closed her eyes tightly dejectedly, her back still turned. What is his problem, huh? "Do you want me to start explaining what you are, huh? You're my slave, get it?" That word hit Sophia but she shrugged and made to leave the room, not knowing what reply to give to him.