Harry Potter Slaves Novels & Stories

She had already taken her tray as well as Lillian did. “Slaves eat last.” He sneered as he looked at me in disgust. It was as if he was seeing me as nothing but trash who deserved nothing. “She’s a Princess! You should be ashamed.” Sylvia snapped. “She’s not my princess. She’s a slave. And I will treat her like it. There’s nothing you can do, little mouse.” He got in her face which angered me. One thing I really hated was boys acting big and tough.. acting like they were better and stronger than girls.

Part 1. (The werewolf burns in the god flames.) Chapter One: love land The sorcerer entered the palace in a carriage made of gold and scarlet. Four slaves bore him on their shoulders and 6 mages walked before him. The slaves bearing him were all naked- revealing their wicked-looking muscles and the mages wore a pair of black leather trousers with a scarlet robe over their shoulders. Each mage had a staff with a long blade mounted on it- their mere presence screamed "danger".

The training of centuries of servitude wouldn't be erased overnight, no matter her wishes to the contrary. "Trust in your princess," Oleksander said. Smiled at me, blue eyes full of hope. "Trust in Sydlynn Hayle." I glanced down at the small group of sorcerers and realized just how few there had been all along. How twisted and horrible they were, their faces the same, some distorted by inbreeding. And when I looked up again at the growing crowd of looming werewolves, I realized how thin their thread of slavery really was.

They all walked slowly, their hands and feet bound in silver chains. As if under a trance, obediently following Sergei's orders, they all went to the large oak door and barred it shut with a huge silver post. Polly gulped as she watched her only way out barred and blocked by a dozen female vampire slaves. "Don't worry," Sergei said, laughing. "You will get used to being my slave. After several centuries, you won't even remember that you lived any other way."

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

As Alpha left for an urgent meeting after breakfast, Charlotte was free. Taste of freedom refreshed her soul. She finally realized the misery of Sired Vampires. Indeed slavery takes a toll on you, leaving you mindless and unproductive. Most of the slaves become puppets to gain their Master’s approval, unable to think straight.

They all bowed to him and looked at the demure girl who was behind him with curiosity. He came to a stop and looked at Penny in the most condescending manner. “This is my humble abode, and you are welcome… to join my servants… to be my slave.” He laughed and his laughter reverberated inside the walls. “This is the last I am going to see you ever. So join the ranks you belong to, you mountain hillbilly and don’t even think of crossing the paths with me, because—” he clenched his jaw with anger, “because next I see you I am going to throw you in a dungeon!” Penny stared at him with wide eyes. “I will kill myself before I work as a slave,” she said with fury rising inside.

begged the bar owner. "Oh well sir, if you ask, sir, I'll tell you. So one day ago some men came to drink at this place. I could hear what they were talking about. They said they would party with beautiful girls, and their master had sold four girls to people who wanted to buy this girl. Their price is really fantastic, that is 2000 gold pieces. This is a great price. Their master also succeeded in kidnapping slaves from four princes. I think it's a slave of the four of you. Is that true?"

But as your personal slave,” I replied. - It doesn't matter. In time, he will realize that we belong together. — Rhea insisted. I rolled my eyes. —But what if he doesn't want me? — I asked as I returned to the room. — He will want you! I know that! — said Rhea, full of determination. - Yes of course. Look at us! He literally turned us into his slaves. Ah, Goddess, please give me strength to endure what is yet to come. I was struggling to control my mind, which kept imagining any and all possible torture that Aaron could have in store for me.

He did and she nodded her head nervously. "I wanted to take things easy with you but you don't want that. You want to show the most dangerous man how tough and stubborn you are. So from today, you will be my slave. Not just a slave, but my sex slave, my sex toy, my sex object." Jennifer was shocked. She didn't see that coming. "I don't understand. What do you mean by your sex slave?" Jennifer said.