Femdom Slave Story Novels & Stories

“ But you’re not my mate?! Nor my lover. I’m not your belonging and you don’t own me. Just because you’re the strongest alpha doesn’t mean that you can prison me in your kingdom! I want my freedom! “ I shouted with a trembling voice. I always wanted to be free from him and his possession, but I’m weak compared to him and his pack. “ You want your freedom? “ He sarcastically asked and smirked. “ Then pleasure me and bear my child… “ He stated and with just a snapped, his warm lips savoured mine. I'm Precious White. A weak she-wolf with no memories from the past. I belong not in his kingdom but in a pack called TheNew. A slave with no power and name, he requested the leader of our pack to tak

She applied her makeup, not needing much, and was almost ready. Examining herself in the mirror, she knew she had a great body, she saw it men's eyes all the time. She caught at least a few hungry glances every day. She was only twenty-two but had been Master's part time sex slave for over a year now. He repeatedly asked her to move into his home and be with him full time, but she also needed the freedom that the week days gave her. Her desire to be submissive existed only on a sexual level, every other aspect of her life required that she be dominant and in control.

On the sofa, the submissive's owner had her skirt hiked up and she was pleasuring herself while she watched her pet being used by these two strangers. Henry's tempo increased until finally, he pulled out, blasting a load all over the man's face. 'The man can cum like a fire hose,' Shamira thought, watching line after line of semen splatter on the young man's cheeks, nose, and mouth. She watched the domme stand up, walk over, look disapprovingly at her charge, and then slap him sharply across the face. She wiped Henry's goo off of her slave's face and then fed it to him, making sure he licked her latex gloves clean.

Keisha I was so pissed and angry and the moment, the fact that that foolish girl had to guts to run away from the slave masters regardless of the top security that means she needs to be feared, even after two years that sticking bitch thinks she still deserves to lives, I already know the fact that Dom would never accept a bitch like her again, but then I’m worried, Dom had been in a coma for years, only for me to get a call right now that he woke up and left the country, well this means one thing. This is not good, the Dom I know is crazy and ruthless, he's surely going to come back for me and right now, I don't have much support anymore since the slave master who provided me with guards a

I can't move my eyes from them. What the fuck is happening to me? "Could I cum, Master, please?" His submissive is literally begging him. Oh my God, seeing this torture is too much for me. But deep down inside, I'm curious whether he'll let her cum or not. I don't know what is happening to me and why the fuck I'm enjoying this. "You can't cum easily today, my slave, this is just starting." Her Dom removed the vibrator from her clit. Poor her. He's now pulling his pants down with one hand while spanking her pussy hard with the other.

"I can handle anything you bring at me Mr GreenEyes!" That only angers him more. "I don't think so. Even with a broken arm, I'm one of the strongest men in our team!" I know this tactic. He's trying to distract me from the task at hand, so he can defeat me. "Oh? What team?" I ask sarcastically. Smirking, thinking he's managed it, he continues. "We are a Dom company. We collect dominants and train them, and find them submissive souls to use and abuse. We know what you do, and one of our clients wants you, and only you."

The words were like an electric shock that bolted me back to reality. “What did you just say?” I asked him again. “I do not like to repeat myself young lady. I'm very sure you heard me.” He answered rudely. “I want you to be my slave. You will do anything I say without complaints. I will have control over your body and all that you do with it. Of course it's not for free, I will pay you. Do you understand?” Bastard. Rich bastard. Ugh ..I began to feel hatred for this man. Who does he think he is to tell me such an abominable thing?

His breath brushed the tip of my ear as he whispered: “I will peel back every layer of you, little Moonstone wolf. I will strip you bare until your secrets pour from your mouth like blood. I will find out if you are a spy… or something far more dangerous. And if you lie—if you try to deceive me—I will break you piece by piece until you forget your own name.” His grip tightened in my hair for one second, then released. He stepped back. And I could finally breathe. “Take her,” he said, turning to the Beta. “She belongs to me now. My personal slave.”

One minute was standing and the next his hand was wrapped around my throat, raising me a couple of inches above the floor. "That was stupid of you." He said, looking into my eyes. I glared at him. He stared back. "Submit," he said. I continued to stare at him. This always seemed to piss him off, and always gave me a small sense of satisfaction. For some reason, I was totally immune to his Alpha dominance vibes. For as long as I could remember, no matter how more dominant a wolf was than I, they could never really, truly make me submit with just their with their vibes. I resisted them flawlessly.

"If you don't want me to take you back to your master, then you'll have to become my sex toy, you're to satisfy my sexual needs anytime you're needed." "W what?." Kate stuttered, not believing her ears. Here she was trying to get away from this dirty life and he's still trying to make her continue with it, what kind of game is fate playing with her, what is all this. "No, I don't want to, I want to stop being used as a sex slave, I don't want this kind of life anymore, this was the reason i wanted to end my life before you came into the picture, I was about to be free from all this, but you had to come in and interfere." She cried.