Giantess Slave Novels & Stories

However, from the words she gathered around, their activities had been under a close radar for decades and she wouldn’t have known if she wasn’t a slave trader or a slave. The slaves on the ship comprised humans, werewolves, witches and other mystical creatures, all of whom had their powers subdued. Mia had giga, a wolfsbane collar with sharp, piercing silver tips around her neck to keep her in check. So did every slave on the ship, but their poison varied according to the powers each possessed. She didn’t know who programmed the collar called giga, but it injected its venom into her neck every time she did anything contrary to the instructions given by the iron commander. They whipped and s

I am 妃妃, a 19-year-old Chinese girl, and I am the slave of my master. My life revolves around serving him, fulfilling his every desire, no matter how depraved. Today, I wake up early to prepare for another day of service. Master is a powerful businessman, and I am his personal assistant. But in private, I am his obedient slave, ready to cater to his every whim. I arrive at his office, wearing a tight-fitting maid uniform that accentuates my curves. I kneel before him, my head bowed in submission.

I had blinked back hard as I searched the crowd of people gathered outside waiting for us and settled on her and I had frozen. Completely oblivious of what she was to me, of the effect and pull she had on me, she had stared back, the mating bond perhaps making her stare for me for much longer than she had wanted to as she blinked gently, her large emerald green eyes wide with curiosity as she studied me and it had taken everything in me to ignore her. I wanted to claim her right there and then. I had wanted to make her mine at that very moment. And then I had found out that she was not just an ordinary maid but a pet of Cassius. Not only was she a blood slave to him, but she was also his sex

She screeched. “A slave? Why would you call her that odd title? Was she born as a slave ? Why are you this harsh towards Gigi?” Jade questioned, standing up to her. “A slave is a slave, girl. She isn’t even a maid but a Rogue slave, heeeeww!!” She sneered. “Juliet can you just shut it, it’s starting to get annoying. Was she the one responsible for the match matching? Then why do you need to pass the aggression on her.” She questioned.

she said, sitting with her. “I'm all ears,” the slave said, looking impatient. “One thing! You have to promise me you tell the truth about this to anyone you come across,” she said as she held her hands. “But won't this seem like rebellion? I do not want the Alpha to behead me,” the slave said, with fear in her eyes. “No, it could be otherwise. She did something really wrong and should be given a heavy sentence,” Cassandra smirked, assuring the slave that there was no problem.

It was the thing placed in the middle of the room. A cage. A large shiny gold cage. There was a mattress laid on the floor inside it and there were many other things placed inside the cage. The cage was enough wide and large that two giant men like Gabriel could fit in it. She felt her body being jerked forward as he stood behind her leaning his lips closer to her ear before mumbling the words that were enough to snatch the last string of her consciousness. "Your new room, Slave." With that, her eyes rolled back and her body fell against his chest limply. Before she could meet the concreted floor he held her tiny frame in his massive arms chuckling out. ___________________________________

"How do you know, asked the angry girl from before who'd been so certain they would die. "I asked." "And you believe them?" "Yes. I think he only wants slaves." "Who, that nasty man?" "No the master, or...er, the giant." "Slaves for what?" Asked another girl. "Well, for the obvious reason..." she remembered they'd only seen him as a giant, "he can change his shape, you know. Become smaller if he wills it." "Why young women though?" And this from the angry girl. Calliope had hoped that she'd at least figure that out on her own.

She whispered to her ears ,her voice low and calmed . Lydia on her part ,Stared at her like she had seen a ghost. "While others are working their foot out ,All you do is walk around,like a slut in this pack , changing from one man to another "She yelled at her . Cora stared at her ,she wasn't smiling at her words as the other slaves laughed wholeheartedly at her words .She winced ,not able to say a word .Just like before,it felt like another part of her had been completely shattered .

‘Oh Lord, I hope I end up here in the states’, I prayed. At least then I have hope of escaping or being rescued by my dad. Even though I can't believe I would be auction and sold to God knows who, I still don't want to be bought by a foreigner. “... and I got someone who is an expert in beautifying young girls, bringing out the beauty they are hiding. So just sit still and she would pick you one at a time”, The fat man concluded and left. The lady he talked about came in with an ugly scorn on her face.

“would you mind if I help you with some of the chores” “sire, would be mad?” I can’t stay idle. I need to be doing something. “Elena, can I tell you the reason why I am here?” “child, you are here as a mistress like every other lady before you but you are lasting longer than them” Mistress?? sharp mouthed bitch. Elena tucked back a few lose strands of her peppered hair back in the bun. “i was brought here to be a slave” “don’t tell me about whatever kinky stuff you do with sire”