From Slave To Queen Novels & Stories

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.

I made her the special slave of my harem. I love her so much that I want to make her my queen. I want to have children with her. I want to make her the queen of a slave. She should feel blessed. The moment I imagine her with my kids I feel an inner satisfaction and desire. The desire to be with her. I cannot wait to reach Ash Ville where she is.

"I don't know anything about that, ma'am." "Stop with the 'ma'am,'" she snapped, taking another heavy step into my space. "I am your mistress. You understand me? You do as I say. I am the King's future queen, so you answer to me just as much as you answer to him. Do you understand?" "Yes, ma'am," I nodded quickly, the words slipping out before I could stop them. "Now take it off." She crossed her arms, her jaw tight, eyes burning with pure irritation. "Seeing you in his clothes is pissing me off. Take it off. Now."