Life As A Sex Slave Novels & Stories

If someone could spend 50 million dollars just to get me then they might want my body parts for more money. I was escorted to the backseat of a car and I waited there for whoever purchased me. I mean just the thought of me being a slave or sex slave to some old, ugly, fat, short, dirty man sent chills down my spine. What if he requests for a blowjob right inside this car, right now, what do I do? Tell him I don't have any experience or tell him to go fuck himself? He might end me! ‘No no no, stop such thoughts Lily!’, I warned myself.

he said, then simply turned his back and walked off into another room. "What? Did you just call me ugly?" I shouted, and the male stopped, slowly turning around. "Does it matter?" "Of course it does! First of all, because you’re wrong! I’m not ugly, and I meet all the requirements to be a sex slave!" By the goddess, what was I even saying? Marius looked at me, visibly confused, until he asked: "Why does it sound like you’re applying for the position?" he questioned, and I could see how much it puzzled him.

Hannah didn't say anything, she pushed the door open, revealing a room booming with life! It wasn't as gloomy and dark as their dormitory. This room had seven girls in it, each walking around and chattering with different snacks at their disposal. It was like paradise.. only.. it didn't seem right to Adena. She knew something was off. The fattening house was built to make the girls ready to meet their masters. They were left to eat as much as they wanted because they may never get that privilege again at their master's places. The girls knew this, they knew they were being fattened up for their masters. But what they didn't know, was that they were going to be s€x slaves!

Loud music blares out over a scene lit by the lurid-vivid multi-coloured lighting favoured in these places. Half a dozen male Caucasian faces, their owners in assorted states of undress, are being serviced by a dozen or fifteen of Chuan's slaves. We pass one, pants around his ankles, being sucked off by a girl who doesn't look old enough to be out of school. His hand around the back of her head, she's struggling as he pulls her in, not giving her any chance to breathe or swallow. A companion sits close by, jerking himself off, apparently to the noises she's making.

My name is Aria Monroe, I turned eighteen yesterday. Guess what? I celebrated my birthday with my cellmate Amelia in a cell. Yeah I'm slave, I've been living as a slave since I was fifteen. Trust me I don't know where my mother or father or siblings are. I don't even know if they are alive or dead. Ever since my own family sold me to slavery, I deleted them from my heart forever. I only have one family and that's Amelia, she's been good to me, she's like a sister to me, this is my story.

I can't be late making breakfast, not again! My name is Theo Marco Rossi. I am 26 years old and I am an Omega slave for the blood moon pack. My life didn't start out this way I had loving parents, two sisters, and friends. All it took was 1 hour, 1 hour to change my life, and 1 hour is all it took for me to become an Omega slave.

’ 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.

Shun Yu was a famous lesbian businessman, she knows how to manipulate people but most of all she owns an LGBT Society that Tolerates Lesbian Slave bidding for Rich lesbians. 'Are you willing to be my slave??..' Shun Yu's Famous line is that even if you are not, a poor woman but you are willing to be on her manipulating touch and cold husky voice. Welcome to the World Of slavery if you are willing you can enter but if your not, YOU CAN LEAVE.

Sigh, I guess I must thank him for never agreeing to that but they never stop and I am afraid that one day he will just give in and agree. I don’t want to imagine what that day would be like, for now that it has not happen I will keep thanking whoever is out there looking out for me. When we get to the pack we are welcomed and shown to our rooms. Of course, I am sharing with Austin, a slave shares a room with the master and sleeps on the floor so that he or she can be able to take care of his alpha’s needs whenever he needs them to. They must even think that I am sleeping with Austin, maybe that is the reason why they keeping asking him for a night with me.

Nique wasn’t exempted. Her first experience of being a sex slave was one of the turning points of her life. She had just delivered the last jug of water to a family when a man suddenly grabbed her from behind and shoved her inside a car. Being an eight-year old, she could do nothing but cry. She was brought to what seemed like a warehouse. Then, they started cleaning her body and forced her in a tight showy red dress. It was the first time in her life that she had tried on new clothes so she actually believed that they were good men just trying to help her.