Novel & Cerita Mato Seihei No Slave Fanfiction

Matt nudged his friend as they both smiled at the sight of their completely straight friend begin to slowly fuck a straight boy's asshole, while three other straight men began stripping for their turn in the queue. Brandon walked to the front of his slave and pulled Matt along with him. Placing his hand under his slave's chin, he raised the slave's face to look at him as she said, "I think it's time you made yourself acquainted with myself and my best friend Matt, here. Why don't you show us how good of a cock sucker you are, boy?" The slave nodded in acceptance as he replied, "Yes, sir."

“Oh, Moon goddess, I can’t wait to become his mate. I’ve been dreaming about it.” Another one beside her laughed softly, twirling a loose strand of hair around her finger. “Mate or not, I don’t care,” she said with a sly grin. “Even if he just wants a sex slave, I’ll volunteer. I just want to have a taste of him—just once.” My stomach turned harder. Where are their shames and self respect? Because I can’t even see any. “Oh, the Alphas… imagine being mated to one,” another slave near me whispered, her voice dreamy. “Alpha Harlan, I’d let him take me first, rough and sexy, his eyes staring down as he claims me.”

"---I never actually give people like you what they want." He leaned in closer. "I'll reject you, Sheera. I'll free us both from the fake love we feel from the mate bond. But know this, doing that doesn't guarantee your freedom. I'll keep you here as my slave - the lowest slave. You'll labour until your bones ache, and rest will be a luxury you can only dream of. You shall not even be worthy to be in my presence. You, Sheera, will be nothing to me." Her eyes flashed with terror. Tears trembled at the edge of her eyes, too frozen by terror to even come rolling. Cold sweat broke out on her skin, her body shaking like a leaf in a storm.

“I know I am a slave. You selected me to be yours, so now, you own me. Is that not what a mate is when it comes to being a slave?” “No, that is not the meaning of being a Mate," I said, shocked by her words.

She opened her mouth and struggled to breath, but her strained throat became itchy as a result of the pressure exerted on it and she choked instead, “You are still denying it!” Alpha kai roared and pushed her to the ground. Reign burst into tears and struggled to sit upright again. “The bond between us is definitely a sign that I am allowed to do whatever I want with you. Reign, you will pay for father’s sins and you will pay dearly. I will not reject you as my mate. I shall make you my wife by law as I should, but I will show you hell before I send you to it. You will be my servant, you will cater for my needs and when I say all my needs, I mean everything, including my sexual needs. You wi

’ 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.

It was only small thrusts, but they drove her crazy as she wanted to feel him going so deep, flooding her. She moaned his name, but Caspian set the pace, keeping in constant control, filling her up, working her, and making her so hungry and desperate for all that he could give her. Was that what it truly meant to be taken by a mate? To be owned? To be loved? She had no idea, but she didn’t want it to stop. “Yeah, Ava. Come for me, baby.” He moved to the side, staying deep within her but exposing enough of her body so he could run his hand down between her thighs and stroke her clit.

"I won't reject you. Please... just keep my brother alive." She believed every word I just said? Her brothers were already dead—all of them. But if she wanted to live in that illusion, I saw no reason to correct her. It was easier... more useful that way. "Save your brother will be," I said, "and from now on, you're going to be my slave." "Sl... slave?" she whispered, her voice trembling. "Yes," I said without hesitation. "My slave. You won't say a word about what you saw last night, and you will do whatever I command. If you disobey me, I will send you your brother's head as a gift for disobeying me."

I had no idea how he was going to do it, but I knew he would find them somehow. “There, our mate is there... She is one of the…” Grey abruptly came to a halt, and as the pheromones grew closer, I saw a girl walking forward with chains on her hands and legs, escorted by some guards. “No way, Grey, that’s not our mate! Our mate cannot be a slave! A filthy slave! Is the moon goddess playing with us right now? This has never happened before, and I will not accept it!” I said, my voice agitated. I wasn’t going to let this happen.

He straightened, sitting upright, and then gave me a wide grin that unsettled me more than anything he’d said so far. "Of course not," he replied. "I wouldn’t break the law for her. I’m going to make her my séx slave. She’ll serve me… until I get bored with her." The moment those words left his mouth, something inside me twisted. My stomach turned. My lips instinctively curled in disgust, and I had to resist the urge to physically recoil.