Goddess Foot Slave Novels & Stories

The moon goddess really knew how the f**k with me. I wanted to walk away before she looked up and notices me but I stayed and watched her with interest. She wasn't bad to look at. She was gorgeous with a body that could cause men to start wars but then, she was just a slave. She looked up after being dazed for a while and focused on me. I saw the shock in her expression just before it was replaced by resentment then she kept her expression blank. My body responded to her standing so close. It was the first time we were standing so close in years since the slave master of the palace bought her.

"The true seat of the Goddess's power, long before your pack built its pretty little houses on her sacred land. You are home, vessel." "I am not your vessel," I spat, struggling against the hands that held my arms pinned behind my back. "Oh, but you are," he said, a small, condescending smile playing on his lips. He began to pace slowly in front of the altar. "The Novastra line was always meant to serve a higher purpose. Your parents' sentimentality, their desire for a normal life for their... defective pup... was a divergence from the path. A mistake we have now corrected." Rage, white-hot and pure, finally broke through my fear. "Don't you speak about them!"

I closed my eyes and once again, prayed, hoped— anything! I needed someone, my wolf— anyone!… to help me. I needed a moon goddess to help me…, but as seconds ticked by, no one seemed to be coming to my aid. Everything and everyone had abandoned me. I was alone. I opened my eyes now to see the slave girl smiling at me. “You know, you were the first person to ever challenge me back. After that day in the General Kitchen where you punched me back in the face and I could do nothing because the Seneschal came, my reputation started going down. The other Slavegirls saw me as weak all because of you but now, I’m going to prove to everyone that you’re the weak one and send you to meet that other wra

Once that do, like you they will trample us all over,” Lady Jade said with her teeth gritted, holding her voice so it won't be too loud, “lowly slave, you should be grateful to be given food and a roof to live under. People like you are lesser than livestock.” “Perhaps, Jade, it is because you deserve to be trampled. You look down on others and that caused you to be looked down upon the same way. You might want to start rectifying your wrong doings,” I answered using the same tone as Jade. What happened about me being a slave and a rogue happened almost nine years ago, but the wounds were still fresh and the memories of my dying Pack and family wasn't good that I would ever try to look back.

“How could you do this to us? We did nothing! We were all happy in our pack and then you dragged us with you! You destroyed our homes, killed our people, and forced us out of our homes!” As I struggled to free myself, I noticed that the ones dragging me were also dragging other people with them and they were definitely slaves, their eyes vacant and their movements mechanical. “Why are you doing this!” “Let us go!” The voices of the captured slaves kept on ringing in my head, they were all talking at once and I was hardly making out what they were saying, it only added to my headache and I hissed quietly. “Let us bury our dead ones!” “The goddess will forgive you for this”

Selene is not a patient Goddess, but when she explodes, nothing stands in her way. The Goddess' power influences me every step of the way because I feel it every moment, every time Klaus tries to break free of his bonds, She holds him deeper. The Goddess will not accept little to forgive Klaus. After all, She chose him to free the race from slavery and give her children a better life... Klaus has committed several heresies and the Goddess has finally had enough.

“ Lu– Lucious? Wh– What are you saying?” “ The truth.” He answered walking pass her. “ I might have forgotten the fact that you are just a slave— a slave of mine. Because of some stupid bond the Moon Goddess had placed, I forgot your place and actually treated you different. Maybe that’s why you had the audacity to do as you please!”

Not today though. She bared her teeth, chest rumbling, and knowing what was coming, I braced myself as she slammed me into the wall behind me, the back of my head hitting it so hard I thought my cranium would crack. Lycans healed fast, but that by no means meant we are immune to the feeling of pain. We felt pain as keenly as any human. If not more. “You are worthless, slave.” she spat. “Weak, being bait fits you so well. I can think of nothing better to show you just how insignificant and expendable you are.”

"I'm a very passionate woman, sir. To put it one more way so you might understand a slave mindset, you know I now consider myself as good as married to Lisa as I am to my husband. We've arranged contractual agreements which make her an equal in our relationship. As much as I love Lisa, doesn't mean I love her less or find her less attractive and desirable because I also acquired a woman slave for myself, nor that I can't enjoy fucking your slave. It doesn't mean she doesn't complete me in a way others don't. It's just sex. Both of us can have sex with other women without believing we are less to each other than we are, regardless of my desire to burrow my head between Reneé's thighs and tong

the Moon Goddess spoke as she looked into the fetus, who was still moving inside its fluid-filled sac. The Moon Goddess came and left, but no one who surrounded Queen Yannette had noticed. They were all lycans since, during King Bimashda’s reign, there was no slavery between any creation. And as for the late King and Queen, they would rather have servants that were happy to serve them, not because they were being pushed around and held on their necks to obey. Well, as for Queen Eula, it was fortunate because she was kind by heart, unlike King Borasco. She still had servants around her who, despite their different kinds and races, did not despise the Queen; she became their immediate helper i