Femdom Slave Story Novels & Stories

I tried to stand up but the bitch kicked me off. Oh, Regina. Why do you behave like a man? So tough. "The last time I checked, you're not a part of this mafia group." I chuckled, nodding my head. "Guess he didn't tell you about me. I'm Don DeMarco's sex slave and my job is to satisfy him sexually. When you stormed in earlier like the ill-mannered cat you are, the Don and I were in the middle of something. He can't do without fucking me because I'm sweet in the middle, kitten."

and once again, he never allowed me to continue what I was about to say. “You're not working anymore as a slave of the castle, Calithea, because you are my mate. I don't want to hear you complaining about it and please don't wait for me to get mad. It is still so early in the morning, Calithea,” Aiden uttered and he even closed his eyes now. “Aiden, I—” he grabbed my body which made me lay back to his side. I just bit my bottom lip and now trying to calm myself.

"Take care of yourself hmm? And most importantly don't go around causing trouble this time around." I smiled at her and she shook her head and left. Once the door had closed, I replayed the conversation I had with Gabriele Andino in my head. Shortly I would be invited to have dinner with him and Basilio and honestly, I dreaded it. I took a shower and changed my clothes as I winced in pain. Sara did not take it lightly with me. I sat on the bed reading a new romance novel I'd gotten from Sofie and I was engrossed in it. The story was about a girl who was in the same situation as I was. She was sold off as a slave, a sex slave that is, but I wasn't forced to do anything. Then I heard a loud kn

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disqusted Haya asked. "What do you maintain I have to say? Hasn’t Tim first pushed you to be my better half? This way, what about now if they think you're my lover?" Asher asked. Haya was definitely more tired. "It's unique! Don't you realize what can happen to me? I'm certain that many individuals tortured me, when I came out of that entrance! Everything my people will say to me?! Kindly assistance me. Settle this!" shocked Haya said.

He groaned and pumped into me so hard my spine pinched from being curled back and my breasts actually bobbed up and down. “—M-my Alpha,” I croaked, my breath shuddering as he pushed me closer and closer to my peak. ‘Tell me…’ “You’re my mate—Cazz, you’re everything—" ‘Tell me you belong to me! Tell me you’re my slave.’ “Yes!” I cried, gripping his shoulders for purchase because he was pounding me until my teeth clattered. “Your slave! I’m your slave!” “Queen and slave,” he rasped, driving into me.

He did and she nodded her head nervously. "I wanted to take things easy with you but you don't want that. You want to show the most dangerous man how tough and stubborn you are. So from today, you will be my slave. Not just a slave, but my sex slave, my sex toy, my sex object." Jennifer was shocked. She didn't see that coming. "I don't understand. What do you mean by your sex slave?" Jennifer said.

I only realized that I was when I saw big drops of tears drizzling down my legs. “Hush now,” a warm voice called me, and then I felt a hand touching my cheek. Slowly, I looked up and met his brown eyes. “Don’t cry. As long as you obey me, I won’t kill you,” he said. Is he… comforting me? The man who bought me for $5 million was giving me comfort? ‘What a load of b*llshit!’ “From today onwards,” He continued, “I am your master, and you are my slave. If you play nice, I'll treat you well."

The bald man slapped the other man again and they started a slapping war. "Don't you dare Elen. If you trashed my dining hall again, I will ask Tristan to have his BDSM way with you." The woman said angrily and I chuckled hearing her. Both men sat straight and again started digging in. "Don't mind these jerks. They are like that since they are born. Let me do all the introductions. My name is Rebecca Santiago. This bald head is Nickon. And this stickman is Elen. You have met Tristan, the master of all these jerks. They are all my children and I am their mama." She said and I smiled hearing her. Her voice and her eyes reminded me of my own mother. I narrowed my head when I felt my eyes filled

Being a good submissive she did as she always told to do so. "Yes, Master." _________________________________________ Valerie. She didn't know her full name from the day she born. She was born and grown up in an orphanage. But with only one thought. Being a slave of her master. She was born for him. She was grown up with keeping his name in her mind as her master. The person who owns her. Her days went by hearing his name continuously. Her nights went sleepless as her dreams also caught by his presence. There wasn't even a single day when she didn't hear herself being called as his slave. Whore. Slut. She knew she was his but again why her heart doesn't want to accept him. Why she still want