Mato Seihei No Slave Novels & Stories

"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."

“Of course, you are fated mate, Nadia. I will always protect you and take care of you.” We approach her mom, who looks a bit apprehensive. It must shock her to see an Alpha take pride in claiming his slave as his mate. The affection between Nadia and I would be strange to any slave. How can a slave be so in love with her Master? Even though we are fated mates, it’s still hard for slaves like her mother to see someone like me in a positive light. I have no doubt Caroline was horrible to her, which will only fuel the doubt in her mind.

She felt their gazes on her body. “I want to present the humans of Grace Hill with my mate. Lilly Smith is who the fates have decreed will be my mate. She’ll be given the respect expected of her title.” Scott kissed the mark on her wrist. “And I claim her for my own.” She kept her gaze down not wanting to look at him. During his little speech she noted he spoke words of the fates decreeing her his mate rather than him picking her to be his. Bastard. Did he really think she was stupid enough not to notice his slight against her?

He muttered "I do not want to know the kind of image you have of me, yes, I am a rejected mate but is it my fault?, And the fact that I am a slave doesn't mean that I will stoop so low to sleep with just anyone, even if he rejected me as his mate, I am still his personal slave" Daciana poured with anger vibrating from her body. She had imagined this happening but she didn't think it will happen too soon. "Oh you mean his sex slave Luna?" Carey added, he looked around to make sure no one was near by to see him and grabbed her waist with one hand and the other firmly placed on her bare back.

"I'm not trying to be snarky, I'm merely curious. What was going through your mind when it happened?" "That I was a slave, doing as my Master directed. That I was glad he was clean and good looking and not some bloated teenager with zits and knew how to fuck so I could get pleasure out of it as well." "You liked fucking him?" "Master, I liked fucking all the people I fucked as a sex slave. I am a sex slave who loves being used sexually. That goes from Marcus to Lisa's father, to all the women. I loved fucking all of them. Don't try to single out one I might have liked fucking more. I was and am aroused by all of it. I think about Memorial Day and I want to cum again. If you want to know if I

I rubbed my palms together anxiously waiting for her reply. "Oh, no. Don't worry about that. We have everything under control. Are you good?" "Oh, yes I am. Thank you." "You just play your part and make it as believable as possible." "And..." I was afraid I was asking too many questions. "How will I do that? Act like a se-ex slave..." My cheeks burned. Was I going to go in naked or strip or what? "Now the fundamental thing about being a slave is 'submission' most especially as a sex slave. You want to stroke the male ego." She rolled her eyes. "You know how pompous men are with their egos bigger than their brains? You just do what they say."

Mateo gritted his teeth. "I don't also expect you to talk when I'm not done giving the Master's order" Axel glared at him, and he lowered his gaze immediately. "Let me hear the master's message" Mateo eyed me, and I exhaled deeply. "The master ordered that the slaves should be allowed to go back to their rooms immediately. It's almost dark, they should go back, and continue tomorrow" Axel snapped, and Mateo raised his gaze still looking very disappointed. A smile of victory escaped my lips, and I rushed off immediately. My body was still messy, and I needed to wash it off as soon as possible.

I felt nothing but hatred towards the slave at this moment. "I'll kill that bitch!"I screamed in anger as the maids who saw me flinched away in response. "M-my lady?!" Lady Kanna walked up to me frightened, and that weird look she gave me was adding fuel to my anger. It felt like I was being looked at as a child. "Bring me that slave!" I ordered breathing heavily. "Which of the slaves? Or who are you referring to, my lady?" She questioned with a confused look. "Do you want me to spell her name out for you? I said bring that girl bought from the slave trade market now!"

Cora was diligently working in the kitchen, focused on her task of preparing food for the pack. As she stirred the pot on the stove, her concentration was interrupted by an Omega slave who approached her with a sneer on her face. She had recognized her as one of the more antagonistic slaves who often taunted and belittled her.The Omega slave, with a superiority complex evident in her demeanor, called Cora a rejected slave, the words dripping with contempt. She tried to ignore the insult, reminding herself to stay composed and not let the Omega's words get to her.

Proserpina “You have been sold.’ said the woman, her eyes ravelling over me maliciously. “so your new Master had instructed us to provide you with food.’ And then, slyly, her eyes glittering, 'A slave who is half dead with hunger is not really able to carry out the Master's commands.' She went on, revelling in my dismay and grief, ‘A sex slave has to be able to keep up with the Master’s appetite. And of those he wishes her to service, of course.’