Lesbian Toilet Slave Novels & Stories

JULIA When we'd finished fucking, the other slaves were eager to hear all about it. They dragged us back to the pool Lisa and I were prodded to tell them everything about our Master and the sex we had. Being lesbians, they were interested in whether Lisa and I were allowed to pleasure each other in addition to our Master. We both admitted we had engaged in sapphic love with each other as well as other women. We said neither of us had been with a woman before we'd started our slavery.

With blurred and doubled vision, she managed to locate the lavatory. Grateful for the enclosed space that provided a semblance of privacy, Visenya couldn't help but reflect on the plight of the slaves in years past. Vampires and dragons crammed twenty or more slaves into each cell, forcing them to share a single lavatory that offered little in terms of privacy. In most cases, a solitary commode stood exposed for all to see, exposing the vulnerable moments of those unfortunate souls.

Galaxy's POV After being rejected by the Alpha once again, I decided to use his library when he was in the bathroom but I stumbled upon some information instead. I held my mouth tight as I read through the information over and over again. I just couldn't believe that bitch was bought from the Slavery market at a price that can't even buy my earring. Such a cheap slut and she dares challenge me? But then there was something peculiar about that bitch. Fine, she was gorgeous and her looks could make any man fall for her but I was gorgeous too with a seductive body that could get anyone hooked.

I wanted to know what exactly happened to her. "Madam had her killed. Tabitha was one of us. She was very kind at heart but Tabitha tried to run away. She said she was tired of leaving such a life of dirt. A life where she was abused and was worthless. She once said she preferred being dead than being used by those men every day." Lauren lets out a deep sigh. "Is this how we will live for the rest of our lives being abused as sex slaves?"

Brett Holmes bought me as his slave for $5 million. As a slave, I thought I had to stay in a room and live a hellish life under the hands of the crazy man who bought me. But I was brought into a huge, pretty mansion with multiple rooms and polite maids. I bathed in a bathtub with roses, and the maid gave me decent clothes. I ate steak for dinner, and while waiting for my master, I watched movies on N*****x. ‘Is this how slaves live?’

I asked coldly, “a Luna and a slave. How exactly does that work?” Sven’s smile sharpened, cruel enough to cut. “Ah, yes. Quite simple, really. Luna in the eyes of everybody else… slave when we are alone.” I laughed out loud, because this had to be some kind of sick joke. “If you need maids, hire one or two.” His smirk deepened, eyes flashing with that feral green fire. “Maids? No, princess. You’re going to be my sex slave.” The crude words rolled off his tongue like they belonged there, like he was used to degrading and commanding.

he half yelled again "Apologies if I Infuriated you. Am just stating the fact that a sèx slave doesn't have a right over a child. You've already said it,once I give birth I'll leave. Kindly hi And I have no problem with that. After all I don't want a thing;Am a slave, not a person anymore but an asset,a property. That can and will be used as the owner please. Once more I apologise for_" "Melanie stop!" he yelled breaking her lil speech He watched her in realization that she must have heard his conversation with Miguel last night "You're not an_" "Sir,she's here "Michelle said from behind them Lewis glanced at her before facing Lanie. "I'll be back "he muttered exiting the room "Lanie what's

If she hadn’t woken up that morning and seen that the bathroom was still decorated with YeSe’s branding, she would have thought that Cindy had taken her somewhere else while she was unconscious. Elaine had been locked inside YeSe for a day and a night. No matter how strong she was, how successful she was in business, or how much praise she had received, Elaine was still a woman. Her psychological defenses had crumbled under the weight of the pitch darkness and the hunger she felt. Would you like me to adjust the tone of the translation to be more formal or more literary, depending on your needs? She tried to stand up from the floor again, slamming her body against the toilet door with all he

"The little slave who thinks she is special now because she is mated to the executioner." "Please just leave me alone." I managed to whisper, but my voice came out so weak it was pathetic. Hunter laughed and it was an ugly sound that made my skin crawl. "You really think you matter now, don't you? You are still just a worthless slave who got lucky, but that luck is about to run out because you will be dead soon anyway." He moved closer and I backed up, my entire body trembling until I hit the stone railing of the balcony and had nowhere else to go.

Those whose crimes warrant a sentence to eternal punishment were sent to the darkest regions of Erebus or down the pit of Tartarus. There stood a great palace made of black rock and crystal, the abode of a tall slender goddess Hades. Her majestic black robe and puissant look made those around her cower in fear. Mortals were afraid to even mention her name. Very few knew her as Áïda. Perhaps for fear of pronouncing it, they started calling her Hades.