Mistress Slave Novels & Stories

Nerissa spat angrily, but Isabella shook her head. "But you also know the truth, Nerissa. Mateo and I, we never signed any divorce papers. You're living a lie." Nerissa sneered. "Oh, please. You disappeared, Isabella. In the eyes of the world, you were as good as dead. Mateo moved on. We're married now. That makes you the mistress, trying to worm her way back into his life!" Nerissa said heatedly, she's breathing hard, her cheeks and ears slightly reddened. Isabella feels like there's a huge knife that stabs her chest with every word she says.

The mistress is powerless compared to the new lady of the house, after all a slave is still a slave. "But, are you certain begging will be enough? My lady, you don't look like the kind that is gorgeous even after people begged you. How about this, if you begged me, then I will give you the lord for a night, spending a passionate night with her husband is something that most wives will die for."

"Your Majesty... Are you asking me to be your Mistress?" His searing hand smoothly moved up on her arm as he busily hummed. "Yes, my cherished Mistress." He said so casually that she doubted her ears. Did he want to make her a mistress? Was it to make Lady Sayon, his beloved Mistress, his Queen? Unofficial Lady was another name for the Mistress of the King. A mistress can't ever have a title once she is positioned and registered. She lives her life with the King and for the King. Most of them even share the same room as the King like slaves!

That day changed her from the sweet and lovable girl she was to the girl am living with Well everybody deserted her but not me She's more than my boss she's my daughter And I'll do everything within my power to keep her safe and maybe help her find love But the only thing bothering is why would my mistress buy a male slave? We have so many maids in the mansion so what's the need to buy a male slave? It's kinda weird ! I exhaled deeply and covered my self with the duvet and drafted off to sleep Next morning..... I walked downstairs to prepare breakfast for my mistress,miss Tina and apparently the new slave

she countered, her fists curling at her sides. "I wouldn't have risked my all for a mistress," Nate reminded her, his face hardening. A flicker of pain crossed her face upon hearing that, and her lips pulled into a sad smile. "That's what everyone's wondering. Why Nathaniel Serrano risked it all for his mistress when he could have easily gotten another," Sera shot back without losing her composure. "You're not that. Don't use that word," Nate spoke furiously. "Then should I use whore? A sex slave? Or an esco..,"

It still didn’t change the fact that they were slaves, just highly favored. When we got there, I was suprised to see it was Jessy. She used to be my friend but not anymore. She was promoted to being a senior slave after she found the madame’s necklace and hence, awarded with the position. She turned to a totally different person after the promotion hence, we stopped being friends and I tried to aviod her as best as I could. I was shocked when she instructed me to got to Kieran’s room to pack is dirty clothes and wash.

Boisterous voices from visitors who want to witness and become masters who would put as much money as possible to buy the auction woman they want. Jean and the seven women who participated in the auction lined up with their best poses to seduce the rich masters present in the room. Why was it called master? Because they would rule over the woman for a night or several days. Jean took a sip of saliva to see how many men had participated in the auction. This was her first time devoted to those who want to buy the best women in the club tonight.

He gave her a quick kiss on the shoulder and then said, "That's good. Because I don't like sharing what's mine with other people." "I have one condition. May I?" His eyebrows were almost together. "What condition is that?" "This deal only applies if neither of us has a partner. Even though I'm your woman, I'll still stick to my principles from the start. I never wanted to be a mistress."

Shyra pulls away from Shane and quickly fled to the bathroom. She shuts the door behind her and quietly sat on the toilet. Her mind started racing as the thought of her husband prostituting her became prominent to his friends. Some she recognizes from his husband's company, and some were his colleagues. What the hell is his problem? First he asks if I love him enough, and now he's selling me? My blood boiled at the thought, but a quiet knock had me off guard. "Pre-Occupied" I yell out, thinking it couldn't be Shane. "You better open the other, you're

She on the other hand is the girl whose parents were killed, was made a slave, and now has powers she has no idea how to use. She felt small compared to her mates and wondered if the Moon Goddess did not make a mistake when pairing her with them. Growing up she was excited about meeting her mate and that feeling intensified when she was a slave. She prayed for her mate to come and find her. maybe save her from the life of slavery she was living, but as years went by and she did not shift. She gave up on the mate thinking that maybe she really was human and had no mate like werewolves do.