Goddess Foot Slave Novels & Stories

Flowers lined the stairs, white lilies and moonblossoms that perfumed the air with their delicate fragrance. The crowd erupted in gasps and cries of astonishment as their eyes fell upon the girl in the center of this formation. “It’s her!” a woman whispered, clutching her neighbor’s arm. “The girl from the slave camp—the one the princes rescued!” “I knew it,” an elder murmured, voice trembling. “I told you from the start. Look at her. No ordinary blood flows in veins like hers. That is the face of the Goddess herself.” Even hardened warriors found their hands lowering from their swords, their mouths parting as though a vision of divinity had stepped onto mortal soil.

I don't know how I got so lucky, but I thank the moon goddess every day for her blessings. I was once an Omega slave, now I'm a Gamma with a wife and children, if this can happen for me it can happen for anyone. The End

And so, the demons moved among them unnoticed, overlooked, waiting. This time would be different. This time the goddess, reborn into frail human flesh, would not defeat him. She could not. The years had leeched her strength; her mortal vessel would betray her. Her love for this realm, her endless empathy, her soft femininity—those were her fatal flaws. In the old age she had barely been worth his notice, a mistake he would not repeat. Now he was ready. This time, he would crush her. Danny arrived at Mahisar’s home, his smile wide with secret victory.

I think I should leave now since I do not want to face a more awkward situation but my legs can not move literally. “Kara, come in.” I flinch as we both hear Cody calling Kara. Kara glances at me and opens the door to Cody’s room. She goes inside as if nothing has happened. Yes, indeed this has nothing to do with her. This only has something to do with me or maybe it has nothing to do with me either since I am only a slave, a pathetic human slave that was chosen to be used for sex. How can I ask for loyalty from my master? Of course he can have as many women as he wants... maybe I will soon be abandoned like Maren. After all, the werewolf woman just now looked dominating and beautiful.

“I swear we could just start castrating the pricks off those guys. Using us, making us do…ah fuck them all!” I got the idea of just what poor Dee had been forced to endure as a distraction. No different to my poor mother during her years as a slave. It’s starting to dawn on me that having the Moon Goddess communicate with our fortress is almost a joke. What is it worth if only the who can make the trip up north are better for it? What about girls like Dee?

He made me feel enraged. “I should have crossed that boundary and not looked back.’’ I feel regretful. how stupid had I been? Was it really that easy to manipulate me? to control me like a f****** puppet? today had proven to me that I was trying to run from something I still was. trying to run from myself. being a slave is all have been taught to do. Ever since I could walk and Talk. How dare I think that the moon goddess had different plans for me. “And yet you later handsome face deter you from your goal.’’

"I'm scared and ashamed, Domina." "Elaborate." "If you'd suggested to me this morning I would find myself in this position because I'd cum while being whipped, I'd never have believed it. The fact I could makes me ashamed. Now I'm afraid I might be like you, Domina; a slave." "I'm not ashamed of being a slave, though I can see why you might think it's shameful. I'm proud to be a sex slave. It's been the most rewarding time of my life. I'm the happiest I've ever been. Why should you be any different?"

He nods, “After that, her rank was lowered to omega and subjected to serving the house as a slave. She was beaten and abused.” My hands tightened beside me as my claws extended into my fists. That beautiful child I witness dancing and feeling carefree in the backyard as I watched subjected to slavery. I felt so angered I wanted to punch something. “Is she still in that pact?” “I don’t know, This was all there was on the girl. There was also this.” He hands me a photo and it was a woman with a sad expression on her face as she stared into the camera. The same woman from the dream.

Thoughts like this should never have come to my mind because this is her Lycan, not her. Despite my best efforts, I remained frozen as she danced to my hesitant touches on her boobs. My hands were trembling, but Athena was squeezing her boobs into them and guiding them as she swayed her body like the goddess she was. I was paralyzed in one spot. I didn’t think I would ever meet my match. What am I saying? I have no chance against the goddess in front of me. I am her slave. My legs had forsaken me. Still frozen, I was taken aback by what was happening at the moment. The entire king is a puppet in his mate’s hands.

" We finally got all situated and started loading our bags into the car. Everyone was. I wondered where we were going. What it would look like. Finally finishing a stomping could be heard. "Athena Sadar, you are to come with us?" I turned around to see warriors behind me. "What do you mean?" They came over and placed shackles on my hands. "What's going on?" Vincent yelled out trying to release me from the shackles. " We are ordered by the Moon Goddess to remind you that you are a slave." Vincent tried to remove me from them as I screamed and tears came out. "No, I am not going!" But there were too many and I was dragged into a van with other females and taken back. I struggled and my eyes ne