Jabba Slave Novels & Stories

He guffawed loudly. He seemed satisfied as he nodded at the Braavasi. “Add this one with the rest,” The Rest, turned out to be other slaves the Braavasi had stolen. From the different kingdoms with different ages, my eyes scanned the trope until I saw the mass of ginger hair I was looking for. “KEZIRA!” I got a knock for my efforts. I grunted at the pain but my voice had been loud enough. Relief filled my best friend's face as she saw me and her eyes watered.

He kicked the fabric. "Get this shit off me." "I would like you as you were in the limousine. I prefer my slave to be willing." "I'm not your fucking slave." Sloan jumped off the counter and tried to kick the Nebos a second time. "I'm no one's slave." More silk slipped up his jeans. A band wrapped around his wrist. Frantically, he tried to yank off the piece with his fingers. "Fuck you."

“I-I’m sorry, I heard she was in here and assumed it was nothing important.” I scoffed before I could stop it and all eyes turned to me. “Something on your mind, slave?” I cast down my eyes and turned around, heading for the door. They didn’t know about anything that had happened earlier. Relief washed over me as I walked to the kitchen. It was almost dinner and I helped out the chef. ‘Slave’ That one word had more power than I would like to admit. But it was true, that was me. A slave. “Selene, grab the potatoes and then make a salad,” Cathy, the chef said as I walked in.

She give a grief sigh at the top of her lungs when Lesia started walking. Finally... Lesia looked at her, before they enter the door of the measuring room, she first looked at Yubin. "Pardon me for asking, are you perhaps the rumored 'Slave' that was saved by the Queen?" The unexpected question made Yubin gulped, even though she expected this, to begin with, she can't hide but get less concerned about this matter. She is Sapphire Pheobe Militia Adilara but she was to be referred to as 'Slave' instead of a 'Princess' a ruler rightfully heir to the Adilara Crown.

Galene muttered shocking Master Robin. "If you have nothing else to say toe then I would take my leave," Galene said and turned around to walk away. "Stop Galene" Master Robin called in a hard tone and Galene paused but didn't turn around. "Since you prefer being a slave to having freedom and power then I'll grant your wish. "Henceforth, you will become Mariam's handmaid, you will be answerable to her whenever she needs you and any complain she brings to me about you, you will be severely punished" Master Robin stated.

Clive gestured to Celeste to walk ahead and the two of them walked to the director's table. "Let's get to business proper Director Klatt. May I seat?" "Of course! Please have a seat. Do you want some coffee?" Celeste pressed the intercom. "Leila, please get us two black coffee with low calorie sweetener, no milk." "Got it, Ms. CK." Leila's hoarse voice sounded through the intercom. After a few minutes, Leila rang the doorbell in Celeste's office and entered with two cups of coffee with two cheesecakes on the sides.

Not even a word did he say. Nina heaved a sigh and got down from the bed to go take a bath. Stacey walked back to the door. She wanted to hit Nina so bad. She could hear their moans when she stood at the door. "I really need to teach her a lesson." She thought. Jericho is having another slave. Not even a common slave but sex slave. She didn't want to create any scene now so she walked back into her room. She's the green snake under the green grass. She, stacey knows what to do.

The message had been sent loud and clear. Jaynayah the slave was dead. Jaynayah the weapon had just been forged.

Yeah, that's right, they should give up like cowards they were, besides I was now their senior, who dares challenge their senior? Theo fell to his knees, panting like he’d run a mile uphill. I walked over to him and helped him up. “What’s wrong?” He looked up at me, sweat streaking his face. “I need your help.” I nodded leading him out of the place, immediately we went outside, I turned to him. “What do you want to talk about?” He nodded, swallowing hard. “There’s a slave missing… a girl. Her name’s Rea.” My eyes narrowed. I can't believe he came all the way here for a slave. I think he was taking this slave leader thing a bit serious.

AMAYA There was no mistaking the command in Darian’s words. I rise because disobedience isn’t an option in this room, but my eyes stay down. Elder Mara sighs. “I think the tray was much too heavy for the slave to carry,” she suggests to Evelara in that way that means she’s really suggesting it to Darian. “Oh, please,” Evelara purrs. “It’s a plate, not a boulder.” I hear Theron’s wineglass touch down against the table. “This only goes to show how important it is to train slaves properly,” he observes. “It can solve a lot of problems.”