Love Slave Novels & Stories

My dream broke as I opened my eyes and laid them on the same stupid girl. I jerked her hand off my forehead before she could figure out what just happened. “What the hell are you doing here?” I asked, straightening myself. My bones felt frozen as it hurt when I tried to move in that chair. “Well, your lover asked me to stay present here until I die,” I looked at her as she said that in a fancy and sarcastic tone. “Lover?” “That Slave Master,” I chuckled with the mention of him. “I don't love him,”

That question leaves him stumped for words. "No. I have no intention of ever loving her. She was nothing more than my slave in bed—a sex slave. Florae is the one I still love." He gripped the whiskey bottle. Even he didn't believe what he was saying. Why were his thoughts and heart at odds with the words he spoke? This is quite confusing.

Mistress mommy finally asked, "Do you hear that, slut? Slave is offering to give up another two orgasms just so you can rest. See what a good girl she is? She's willing to sacrifice herself fro your sake. What do you think slut? Will you let your beloved girlfriend and fuck toy suffer in your place?" Slut looked up at me through lidded eyes and smiled softy at me, as she answered softly "No, mistress mommy. I want to cum again. Slave can show her love for me tonight in bed. I always cum harder when I can see her white face smashed against my pussy."

Vera said, "Legal bride you mean ? I'm his sex slave which is well known !" Valerie responded, "Do you think being his sex slave is not what they thirsts for the most ? Being a sex slave they'd be called for often by Lord Storm that's what they crave !" Vera said, Valerie couldn't believe her ears, There are people who actually aspired to be Lord Storm's slave, Despite how cruel and intimidating he is ? Valerie was stunned, "People should run for someone like him like plague !" Valerie said and Vera laughed.

They tied her up now and I gazed ahead until they were done and that was when I looked at her. “Despite all the judgments and threats I got. Despite all the disrespectful comments the people made about me, I still chose to be with you— a slave girl because I loved you and I thought you loved me too. But it turns out I was wrong and everyone else was right. Royal Blood and Slave Blood can never mix.” I told her now.

“I will kill you. Just remember that.” A sinister smile crept up Rod’s face “Surely, you can't be more deadly than I am. I heard about you, that you use whips on your lovers and you prefer to be the one on top. Trust me when I say there is nothing I love more than to repress women. I will break you and mould you into my perfect sex slave while I am here. You just wait and watch. You are my first stop at controlling Alan” Sloana hated the way his body pressed against hers and she fought all forms of sick pleasure that it was getting from it. “Alan does not care.”

"Oh please make my day. I would rather be out there freezing to death than in here with you lot." "You don't mean that." "I have never meant anything more in my entire life. I hate it here. I hate them and I hate you," Loque Bella said. "You don't mean that either." "Yes I do! You're keeping me here against my will and now you want to tell me how to feel. Shut up, you may keep me here but you will not control me. I refuse to be your slave." "You are very emotional," he said. "Oh go jump off a bridge."

Sweet sweet smell. Goodness, what was wrong with me? Why was I thinking like this? I hated this. Chloe stop! You are nothing but a sex slave to him and you shouldn't be enjoying sex with him!

I furrowed my gaze at her. She drew back a little. "I'm sorry, ma. I went for an urgent help in the lighting department. Sorry, I didn't come just in time." She said, "You can't be serious right now. How dare you do that? I told you to wait for me, yet you disobeyed and went another, coming here to tell a story." Loveth is a newly employed employee. I took her in after seeing the state she was in then. Although she came begging me for an assistant, I refused and demanded that she work for her money instead.

he moaned, his voice laced in pleasure and my teard increased because I felt like a slut. " So tight and perfect!" He continued taunting while he used his free hand to tweak my nipples. " You are a psychopath!" I managed to scream to his hearing but he only chuckled fueling my anger. " Only a weak man would rape a lady in the dark!" I taunted trying to bruise his ego and at the same time trying hard to hold back my moan. I was beginning to feel dizzy with my head pounding like it is about to split. " I wouldn't say that to a man that gives me extreme pleasure " he replied mockingly and I felt devastated.