Man Slave Chapter 1 นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Just as I was about to turn the door knob I was stopped. "Did I ask you to leave?" ############################ Sooooooo, that's chapter 10. Poor Robbie. He didn't deserve that but that's how things are for a slave. 😭😭😭

I stammered, my voice shaky, but he only chuckled darkly and leaned in closer. "Why?" he whispered. "You disobeyed me, little slave. Don’t you think you deserve to be punished?" His words sent a shiver down my spine as his presence consumed me. "When a slave disobeys, they must face consequences. You’ve been flaunting yourself, tempting others. Now, I’m merely showing you the consequences of your actions."

“You’re begging me to spare your dog’s life. Why don’t you think twice before disobeying your master? Why won’t you let me touch you peacefully? Do you think I’ll pardon you so easily? I want to give you the punishment you will never be able to forget in your lifetime.” “I know I’m wrong, master… Please forgive me! I’m zero, and I’ve realized that I’m nothing more than a lowly slave. I’m your sex slave, and you’ve taught me to always obey you and make you happy. I promise I’ll never defy your orders or make you unhappy again,” I vowed, twitching and frail. I was beginning to give up.

He said, she looked confused at his words, but still; closed her eyes, and all she could hear were breaking of bones as she closed her eyes, she didn't know what that noise meant, but when she opened her eyes to look at the Sir Philip, she couldn't find him, all she saw was a tail, disappearing out from her view, and she wondered, if Sir Philip had turned to a wolf, as she stared ahead, she heard the door of the mansion opened, and a man stepped out from it, quite old in age. "Good evening Miss" The man said, urshering her into the mansion. ¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶ "Why did you allow the slave escape you useless fool, why can't you fucking catch a slave, was she so fucking strong or

As the searing heat ceased, Sylvia was left with the lingering sensation of burning, both physical and mental. Smoke continued to rise from her head, accompanied by the sound of her hair falling in burnt strands. The man behind her had just shown her a taste of what he could do. Sylvia already knew there was more in store for her if she refused him any longer. “I’ll… talk…” There was no room for any more resistance. * * * [A/N] Thanks for reading! We’re finally getting to the slaves in the next chapter.

BILLIONAIRE SLAVE Chapter 1 (Unfaithfulness stings ) "...Let her drink it" Cat thundered as she flipped the silver cup standing close to the table beside the bed, she stood up as she charged towards Joan who laid on the floor with heads down. The young lady laid down there helplessly, she had blood stained over her, she had marks on her as if one who just survived a fair fight between a human and a beast She kept sniffing which is an indication that she had been crying since God knows when

Another crack to the side of my head, and I am in a deep, black abyss. When the abyss sends me out, a man is healing me. He is not like one of the brethren, he is shriveled and corpse like, his teeth are all sharp points. He smiles at me, and licks a trail of blood from my stomach, I try to jerk away but whatever spell he uses to contain me is holding fast. Milk is weeping from my exposed nipples, seeing it makes my heart ache for my son.

He asks and smiles at me kindly. “Chocolate please,” When he handed it to me, my smile widened. “I’ll pay you later-- “ “You don’t need to. I’ll give it to you for free. That’s the only ice cream left.” Wait, did he just say that he’ll give this to me for free? Really? He’s too nice to give this to me, even though we’re strangers. Once I see him again, I’ll give him money to buy land and build his own business! “I’ll go ahead first, goodbye.” he smiled at me and so did I.

CHAPTER 72 VALERIE'S POV TRIGGER WARNING : SUICIDE* "Exactly, this is going to be the start of your new life… As a slave!" My blood runs cold as I try to imagine what is going to happen if I eventually become a slave. That would mean being sold to a random dude who would most likely be in his sixties with the iconic pot-like belly. I shiver in fear at the thought of being a slave to someone. "Noo! Please, take me back home. Don't do this" I begged helplessly.

Evie P.O.V Despair and confusion had been my companion ever since I was abandoned in the section assigned to the slaves. Working as a slave was pretty exhausting. The harsh words and the insults were things I would never get accustomed to, but I knew I was thicker than my skin and I deserved a proper explanation from Damon about why I was brought in here as a slave when I wasn't in any way affiliated to the Wolves. I tugged the strand of hair that fell on my face behind my ear as I beat the beautiful Persian carpets with a club till there wasn't a speck of dust found in them.