From Slave To Queen Novels & Stories

She kissed down to his chest, taking a nipple and suckling it before going down, kissing his tummy, his abdomen, his V line, and just as she was about to take him in her mouth, he stopped her. Mariah looked up at him, “What’s wrong?” “T-that…” he clammed up and his ears turned red. Mariah chuckled, “As much as I love you blushing, I really want to know what you want to say.” “You cannot do that to me,” he said. Mariah frowned, “Why not?” “T’s…beneath you. You are to be my queen; you cannot serve me like that.” “I don’t understand.” “In my kingdom, only the slaves are made to serve males like that. I have never experienced it because I do not visit the slaves. You are not my slave, Mariah; it

The thrusting as the man carried her up the stairs was too intense. Overwhelming waves of pleasure surged from her pussy, one after another, making her feel as if her body was no longer her own. Like a female beast that knew nothing but mating, she was pinned to the man’s cock, being penetrated ceaselessly.

She's no longer a Slave. She's now a Queen to her people. No more being whipped. No more being treated like dirt. She will not birth her child, bring her child into his wicked world, as a Slave.

"This is from His Majesty the King. He had ejaculated his seeds inside me multiple times before he departed." Anna said fiercely. Queen Arista abruptly grasped Anna's upper arm and exclaimed: "How dare you speak to me in such a haughty manner to me. I am the queen, and you are my servant. Being honoured by Erwin doesn't mean that you automatically become a queen. You were born as a slave, and you will die as a slave." Anna, having gazed sharply into the queen's eyes, said:

It said and I shuddered in fear. It was the Queen’s voice so I had no choice but to tremble even though I didn’t know where her utterance was headed yet. “What do you mean?” The Prince finally spoke up for the first time in their hours of feasting— his voice deep and warm to my hearing despite my predicament. I could hear the smile in the Queen’s voice as she started to explain what she meant. “You should be the one to whip the slavegirl, son.” She started to say and my heart started to ache with its sudden pace.

The Young maid held her breath as Meisi fixed the slave a piercing glare. “ The Queen..” The girl breathed hard as she tried to get the words out. Meisi raised her head from her work as the word caught her attention. Did the bitch finally slump and died? Or one of the consorts pushed her into the well? The other consorts might be acting like sister wives with the queen but who is to say that they won't have ulterior motives too? “What happened to her mighty tramp?” Meisi hissed while the girl caught her breath.

" You are standing on a ladder, Princess. If King Vincenzo knows that you were sent by King Nicolas, he will kill you. If King Nicolas finds out that you went there to use King Vincenzo to use him for your own purpose, he will kill you too." I snapped out of my thoughts as soon as a female voice roared at us like a beast, " A new batch!! Remember slaves!! If you can impress the king with your dance today, you can be the sex slave. Which means one step of becoming the queen as long as you can give birth to a son for the king." The other maids gasped in surprise, their eyes lightening up in greed. Everyone coveted the position of a queen but I had no aim for that. As long as King Vincenzo coul

he hissed and a menacing grin touched his fine lips as a strained gurgling sound slipped from below his waist. He found his release and the slut on her knees drank it all. “Yes…,” he whispered gently, his fingers in her hair massaged her scalp. “Take it all, my slut.” “Mmm!” Melissa squeezed her eyes with a smile and took her last gulp before she released him. Staring up at her Prince Charming, she purred, “I think I’m soaked down there, Luke baby.” “Get up. Put your hands on the wall.” He watched as the girl—his slave—got to her feet and did as he had ordered, and his thoughts flew back to his Queen. He would only be a slave for her. Only her.

She couldn't stop smiling and knew she would never stop smiling as long as she has been transformed from a s*x slave to a queen. THE END. THANKS FOR READING.

Alpha King’s Sex Slave (Her dislike for the new slave/Talitha.) Galina’s POV I left the Alpha’s Chambers with my heart broken into a million pieces and with each step I heard them cracking and crashing to the ground. I won’t let this disrespect pass and barged into the kitchen and saw the maids shudder and knelt to the floor. Yes kneel before your Queen and soon to be proclaimed mother of the heir and Queen of Queens while my eyes were in search of the Kitchen Head.