Hypnotized Slave Novels & Stories

and once again, he never allowed me to continue what I was about to say. “You're not working anymore as a slave of the castle, Calithea, because you are my mate. I don't want to hear you complaining about it and please don't wait for me to get mad. It is still so early in the morning, Calithea,” Aiden uttered and he even closed his eyes now. “Aiden, I—” he grabbed my body which made me lay back to his side. I just bit my bottom lip and now trying to calm myself.

“Slide into me, spurt your seed in me, let me take all of you…” Her voice was soft but hungry, urgent. She writhed against him as he ripped her thong clean off, the sound of fabric tearing jolting through me. Her hands scrambled at his belt, tugging at the zipper until she freed him, her gasp catching when his cock sprang thick and heavy from his pants. I couldn’t look away. My body refused to move, even as shame scalded me from the inside out. Those weren’t the words he gave me. To me, he said slave.

“Tell me to do anything—freeze hell, move heaven—and I’ll do it.” “Why does that sound like you’re offering to be my slave?” I teased, leaning my forehead against his. Our noses brushed, and our lips were so close, just a whisper away from touching. “I’ve always been your slave, baby,” he whispered, his voice low and dangerous, pulling me into his spell. “Tie me up, gag me, spank me—whatever you want. I’ll be your good boy," he whispered, hypnotizing me, seducing me.

He grinned. "Masters," I said, "I am honored to present the daughter that you bred in my womb. This is Asoko, the newest sex slave of the Miller family. She is here to serve you in any way her nubile body can." "Y-yes," Asoko said. she bowed before them both, saying, "I am so honored to be your sex slave, Masters. My..." She glanced at me. I nodded. "My pussy is overflowing with juices for your cocks, Masters," she said. "I am your slutty daughter-slave here to serve with as much whorish pride as my mother. Please, accept me as your sex slave and use me how you will, Masters."

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.

Did God hear my prayers? Francisco blinked twice. “B-Boss?” He stuttered. “I’ll pay her debts. Sell her to me.” My eyes widened. “Hey! I’m not for sale!” “S-Sure, Sir. I think s-she doesn’t have a boyfriend and still a virg–” “How perverted! Damn you!” Adam mirked at me. His smirk made my skin shiver from my spine. “What a-about our d-debt to you, b-boss? Was it f-forfeited, too?”

Though truth be told, I did little more than wait my turn, yet my body has already decided that it's done enough for the day. Tossing some crispier bits of bacon and an omelette onto my plate, I make my way towards a dining table. There are three set up in the room, which sits just off of the kitchen. I plant myself at the emptiest one and feel myself tense up a little, feeling every pair of eyes at the table on me. The ones who were animatedly talking become silent as I settle down. I cringe inwardly and avoid looking at any of them. “It’s Lisandra- the slave; the bait,” I can hear a taunting voice, purposely just loud enough for me to hear.

"That wasn't a nightmare, Gwen. That was reality. You are stuck here forever." "I want to bargain, then," she said and now she saw both men's interest was piqued although she could see how the two of them were looking at her as though waiting for her to try and give her best shot. What she learned from talking to Henrietta earlier is that she has a choice. And if Hades won't give it to her for some fucked up pact he made with her parents many years ago, she would try and negotiate. "I will do the service," she said and she was surprised to hear her own voice not trembling. "I will be your slave and you use me whenever or wherever you want."

Hundreds of Lucifers together make one Evinrude. As I stepped into his mansion, he tied a belt on my neck. He and his kids used to treat me worse than any dog would be treated. I don't think so there is any word, invented lower than the word slave. I was given dog's pots to eat and drink water. They used to give me their leftovers to eat. I bared everything. But then one day, his sons told me lick their feet like a dog and I denied. As a result, they tied me in their garden and they all peed on me. And their mother filmed it all like it was a comedy show or something. That's when I lost it. I knew the only way I had left was to fight for myself.

“That sounds good, I agree!” “I agree!” “l agree!”. Just like that, the words i agree’ echoed repeatedly within the crowds, for money, they were willing to risk being hunted by humans to sell me. My legs finally gave in as I finally collapsed on the cold ground. Being sold as a slave was something worse than death. Who knew what hell would come upon me once i became a slave, it was so unimaginable but I stood no chance for a bargain seeing how enthusiastic the crowd was, and their affirmation of Beta Miguel’s suggestion, alpha Lawrence nodded his head, having to take up his mind, he turned to look at me nonchalantly and finally voiced out his decision,