Novel & Cerita Life As A Sex Slave

I couldn’t bring myself to imagine a life as me being a sex slave. “Please…anything but this. Don’t sell me off.” I begged, feeling extremely mortified that I had been reduced to this. “I’m ready to be a slave here. I’ll- I’ll do anything,” I whispered, feeling tears prickle my eyes at the fact that I’m currently pleading to be a slave in the pack of the person who is behind my parents’ death. Life is funny like that.

"I just want to know who sold me out... I just want to know who put me in this situation..." I felt him slip off me and I quickly pulled my legs up to try and cover myself up. "Why is that so important to you?" He asked in the same tone. "I was only coming to see my parents... My grandparents thought it wouldn't be safe but I assured them that nothing bad would happen... Now, look at me?" My entire situation just washed over me and the tears kept coming out. I was a sex slave for a man I barely knew. I was trapped forever in this place with no hope for a future. I was stuck here! Ruin for eternity!

“But the two slaves were certainly strange. My father regarded them as sex objects, and most certainly played the part. I suppose that’s why he liked them so much. They didn’t put up a fuss. They just did all of the things they knew he enjoyed.” “How do you know of this?” I asked, feeling slightly appalled. Her cheeks heated, a light shade of pink. Then she shifted and fumbled with her fingers in her lap. “My father is quite open about his sexual endeavors. He does not tell these things to me, but I hear him when he speaks to his friends. I know all about his promiscuity.” “And the slaves?” I pressed. “What were they like?”

"Had you ever had sex with women before you became slaves?" "Julia and I never had sex with other women before our slavery. Rhonda is a lesbian who never had sex with a man before hers," Lisa responded. "Now we have sex with whoever our Dominant allows. As sex slaves, we are highly sexed creatures who crave sexual gratification. We're happy to receive it from whatever source we may. In Julia's case, it's not just sex. We're married in all but name. It's also an emotional connection, which we're beginning to share with Rhonda as well, since she's chosen to join our group."

Luke hopped in too. Meanwhile, Lisa walked inside her office angrily with Dina trailing behind her. “What happened Lisa? You just slapped Alfred King” Dina said and Lisa turned to her angrily. “That monster fucking had the gut to touch me after what he did to me? God!! Everyone thinks he's a great man not knowing he’s a fucking monster. I'm gonna hit him over and over again. I hate him” Lisa yelled angrily and Dina swallowed hard. Lisa had told her about how she was bought n turned into a sex slave, tortured, and almost died but she never told her who the man was. Does that mean it was Alfred King?

“That’s rich coming from you who faked her own death to escape her sins.” My fingers curled slightly at my side. “Leave now, Sebastian. I don’t want to see you—” “You’re going to quit this job,” he cut off. “You will come with me and be my sex slave to pay all your sins.” “That’s not your decision!” I almost shouted. “You don’t own me.” That was when his expression changed—not into anger, but something colder and more certain. “I don’t need to own you,” he said calmly. “You already made that complicated a long time ago.”

Wasn't it enough for her stepmother to hurt her father by having an affair with some young men behind him? And now, Jean's life would end up being one of the few auction women to become slaves to the lust of the masher men. Not to mention having to accept the risk if the man who bought her was a sadist or has a sexual disorder. Was Jean so despicable in her stepmother's eyes that she has the heart to sell her? Jean cried silently. "Silence means agreeing." Said Madam without wanting to hear anything from Jean. She also ordered her two bodyguards to carry Jean.

she said. “ Get your chain, handcuff and just do whatever masters do to their slave and you can as well sell me to your mom like your plan, after all , I have always been unfortunate, my life has been a miserable one, maybe I just reached my final destination where I would have my life ended and I will be able to come back to life in a different way, maybe if I die in your hands, I will be able to choose a better life” she said with tears and I couldn’t do anything else than to just pull her closer and tilt my head and lock lips with her at first she struggles her lips out of mine but slowly she stop struggling and let me kiss her and I pull her into my embrace, she struggles again but I hel

I have five bank accounts under my name filled with endless cash. And of course, I brought this middle-aged woman to be my slave in exchange for her family's a hundred thousand dollars debt. Her name is Michelle Sperrs. Despite living in a bed of roses and a silver spoon in my mouth, I still have my manly needs. I need to release some steam once in a while. And Michelle provides me with that for one main reason; she is mine. She is my fucking sex slave. "You already have everything in the world, Sebastian. When are you going to stop ruining human lives?" she asks me while serving my food and drinks on the table.

He pushed me out of the door and began leading me to the gigantic mansion. Once we had gotten in, my eyes landed on a pretty lady who was seated comfortably on a leather chair. She had a cigarette stick stuck between her lips. “Is that her?” she asked, puffing out smoke from her lips. “Yes Madam” “Nice. Look pretty girl, it's nothing personal. Your parents failed to pay up the money they owned. So, you're going to help them by getting sold as a sex slave. Okay. But… quick question, are you a virgin?” she rasped endlessly.