Harry Potter Slaves 소설 & 이야기

I ask, confused. I can hear the whispers of students around. “Are you okay?” I held out my hand to help her stand up. “T-Thank you A-Aira,” I could see the redness on her cheek, and her belongings were on the ground. Those students left when the bell rang. Cherry immediately took her bag and other belongings to the ground. I and only Ysay left in here. “What did Cherry do to you? Why did you slap her?” I seriously ask her. Of course, there's no reason-- I mean, the only reason is they bully her for being poor that's all. How stupid isn't it?

First warning - Long chapter. Second warning - Contains violence Last warning - Mature Content Ahead Now read it at your own risk. Author Pov Her chest heaved up and down rapidly in fear and anxiety. Her hands were trembling furiously making her clench them as well. The dress was given by Harry. It was a black knee sized dress which he effortlessly ripped open. “We are not a couple princess. Just remember. Your my slave and I am your owner and you accept it willingly.” He whispered keeping his head in her neck.

Selene asked, which made Jenny shrug her eyebrows. "I don't ever remember that Severus commanded them. All I know is the two girls who were holding me suddenly kneeled on the floor as they saw Severus standing in our front." Jenny replied, which made Selene wonder. She knew that those brat girls would never do that without reason, so why do they knee? Do those girls become slaves of the coldest person on the campus? Those questions ran in Selene's mind. She doesn't know how it came slave but she thought that Veronica used to be a slave for the sake of...

I nodded. "So, you were asking me something. Continue." he said. How can I call him master? This is too much!! I tried to say master but my mouth just don't allow me to. At last, I managed to say, "Mas..ter,.....why are all the things just lying here. Why aren't they arranged? The guys who are supposed to arrange these are not here yet?" He smiled and said, "Good question, slave." He called me slave!!!!! What does he think of himself? He is calling me slave! This is too much. I really want to smack his face!

I whispered. Hannah nodded slightly, looking very sad. Her eyes were glistening with tears and her expression was full of heaviness and sadness. I knew I wouldn't be able to escape this kind of treatment, sooner or later my chest would be stamped with the seal of a slave, sooner or later my body would be possessed by a werewolf. "Quiet!" Mistress Hawthorne looked at us with stern eyes, she would not allow us to talk in whispers. "Yesterday there were twelve slaves, today there are only eleven slaves left."

“I’m sorry; I don’t remember ever meeting you…” “You didn’t.”Granny shook her head, making some pure white strands of hair escape her braid. “Slaves were never allowed in front of vampire elite’s, unless it was to feed. I was a born slave. Served them for over forty years until I was no longer pretty enough to drink from.”

Other than gym class and Mistress Dark's slaves coming for photos, they had no plans to do anything today, what kind of trouble could they have gotten into. "What kind of trouble? I've been gone for one day." "We may have turned Slut and Rose into our slaves while they were here, Master. Not on a permanent basis, but whenever they come here without Mistress Dark. As part of that process, we both gave them more orgasms than you allowed. We only had the two apiece they were allowed, but we disobeyed your orders."

Witches are evil. As he walked out the dungeon about eight female slaves walked in with whips , clothes and other things he could not see as they walked past him bowing. ***** Scar still haven't gotten over the slap when Helen gave her another one and asked one of the slaves strip her naked . And then order them pour cold water on her . She knew what was about to happen , she witnessed her brother do this to the slaves they captured or those who betrayed the clan , they were flogged till they lost their breath . She wished she knew her powers but unfortunately Helen wouldn't take any chances with her .

she asked, curiosity piqued. "No, not exactly," I said, shaking my head. "Both my parents are werewolves, but I have this weird light that bursts from my hands. No one knows what it is. That's why I'm here." "Oh," she muttered, clearly more confused now. "What about you? Why are you here?" I asked, sensing something was off. "I'm a slave," she said, her voice eerily calm. "What?" I nearly shouted, disbelief flooding through me. Slavery was banned in the North and South. If my aunt heard about this, she would tear this school apart.

’ Sophia thought as she twitched her lips. "I'm sorry to say but that's gross, you know." She stated and turned to leave. "This is part of your job." He said as she pressed her lips together and closed her eyes tightly dejectedly, her back still turned. What is his problem, huh? "Do you want me to start explaining what you are, huh? You're my slave, get it?" That word hit Sophia but she shrugged and made to leave the room, not knowing what reply to give to him.