Novel & Cerita Goddess Foot Slave

"I saw it when she trailed behind Athena to the slave building this afternoon. She's like a witch, and it shone so brightly I bet it would look scary at night.” "What beautiful eyes for a slave. "The first girl whispered, disgust written on her face. "The moon goddess actually wasted a fine gift," she added, almost inaudible but I heard it. Like an alarm, it rang in my ear, consistent, repeatedly, reminding me that I was cursed. ...that I wasn't deserving of something unique. That I'm not just an Omega who's no different from a slave. I'm wolf-less; human, as my mother would call me.

Chapter 4 "The love I have for him is so strange that I think I'm getting obsessed with him. It feels like being out of the darkness and the moon goddess has given me another chance. But I was wrong he treated me as a piece of rag, I was worth nothing to him than just a commodity he brought, and it's true I was just a bargain to him nothing but a worthless slave I shouldn't even be here enjoying the little he gives us but I desire more than just being a slave to him I want him to be my, but my dreams can never come true.

Poppy assured, seeing the sad look on Imogen's face. "I know" She nodded while Poppy smiled. "That shameless wretch, she managed to seduce the master and his cousin. Then manipulate them into freeing her as a slave, I hate her. She is more worst than Isabella" "At least that means the position of the lord's favourite slave is opened, if we managed to seduce him then we also get to be free," Another slave said, as they murmured among them not minding if Imogen was listening. Poppy hissed at them and patted Imogen's left shoulder

the rest disappeared around her back and dipped below the line of her belt. "What about you? Are you Hetaera? A courtesan?" She was a little stunned by that. The Hetaera were officially a caste of prostitutes, but only nominally. Most were the companions of great men, sometimes more than one, and were among the few women in any city who were free to run their own affairs and households. "Hetaera? Goodness no. I am a slave." "Ah. Well. If you don't mind me saying, you look a little 'fine' for a slave."

He followed with a hot lash of his whip, pressing through my skin like hot iron. Along with the other girls, I walked in a straight line as the middle aged woman continued to address us. "My name is Sheara, but each one of you shall call me mistress. In the Slave Island, I am your alpha, I am your luna. I am your goddess. I am the one you answer to." Her voice was cold and dark all at the same time.

Lyra’s POV She was asking me to do what? Athena ordered me to put my tongue on her filthy feet. This was cruelty. Even slaves weren’t treated this badly. Was it a fetish of some sort? It’s totally evil. I hesitated, pretending not to hear what she had demanded.

Proserpina “You have been sold.’ said the woman, her eyes ravelling over me maliciously. “so your new Master had instructed us to provide you with food.’ And then, slyly, her eyes glittering, 'A slave who is half dead with hunger is not really able to carry out the Master's commands.' She went on, revelling in my dismay and grief, ‘A sex slave has to be able to keep up with the Master’s appetite. And of those he wishes her to service, of course.’

"Were slaves meant to be enjoying before?" "Your Highness," she cried. "Your people are slaves because of your mistakes. Allow them to suffer for your mistakes," "If anyone should suffer for my mistakes it should be me and my family. I already cruelly lost my parents and here I am as a consort to Your Highness, the unwanted consort. I've realized how stupid I was to have done that and now I'm begging you to please give me the chance to restitute for my mistakes." she grabbed my feet.

I said and forced myself to smile. “Let’s go home quickly, Senorita, so you can take a bath!” she held my hand and continued walking, her every step are fast. _ “Ouch! Yaya Celine, it hurts!” We are here in front of the gate. She stopped and looked at me. I can see the redness in my waist. Maybe it’s because of the tightness of Yaya Celine’s grip, I do have a sensitive skin. She bit her nail and noticed that her hands were shaking. “Senorita Kiara will kill me, I’m so sorry S-Senorita Shaira, I didn’t m-mean to!”

"I called for your attention, and you dared stayed back and looked in to my eyes, who gave you such right to do so weren't you trained enough not to stare at your master slave when he speaks to you, seems you were not tamed enough huh." Jaxon said, his beast was beginning to take over him and he will use these human slave to quench his misery. Isn't these the reason why the goddess had decided to bless him with another mate. Well Well! he do use her to the maximum. Alexia groaned with pain, the hit was a massive one, and she felt like she broke her arms. These was not what she wanted, getting sold to a disgusting slave master, if only she had known, she would have stayed far away from the sl