Novels About Slavery Novels & Stories

Cindy asked. "Haven't you? A cock in your cunt, one in your ass, another in your mouth, all making you cum and cum and cum?" I asked. "I don't think I've ever thought about it before." "You should. There's nothing like it to a slave slut like me." "Wait a minute! You've been triple penetrated?" Cindy asked, shocked. "During the first three weeks of my slavery, Master allowed me to fuck other men. Due to the books he knew I was reading, he thought I might like to experience some of my fantasies."

She worked out doing Yoga, a spin class, aerobics and light weights several days a week to stay in shape, plus often swam laps in our pool. It took me a couple days to get through the book and I returned it to her. I didn't say anything about it, but I did start looking at other books she'd been reading. Our bookshelves were full of them. There was definitely a similarity in theme. Some were humanoid space aliens, some cowboys in the women starved West, some mountain men with Indian women, men shipwrecked with single women, werewolves with their mates. A lot of them featured multiple male partners, and the ones that didn't, often showed women in sexual bondage, captured, stripped, sold and t

"Had you ever done it before you became a slave?" "No. I wasn't that wild before I was married. My fantasies mostly started after my marriage. I wasn't unhappy as a wife, but it definitely called to me. I think it mostly started after our friend, Zoe, said she was becoming a sex slave to Brianna. I'd never really thought of it before seriously, thinking it was strange before it became real to me. Then I started reading sex slave romance novels and got into reverse harem novels. After, a lot of my fantasies extended to more than one person fucking me. My slavery was Master's attempt to make some of those fantasies become real." "Had you ever been with a woman before?"

No kindness, no care, no reprieve—especially not after trying to escape. Her lips quivered as a darker thought surfaced, chilling her to her core. What if this was a façade? What if he planned to share her, to parade her around as some kind of twisted entertainment, forcing her to perform degrading, unspeakable acts in front of an audience? She had heard those stories too. The slaves who were returned—battered and hollow-eyed—had recounted every harrowing detail of their torment.

While there were a lot of mundane, inconsequential regulations recently placed on previously accepted practices, there were still a few that were significant. One of them was the abolition of slavery. ‘It’s hard to believe that the Kingdoms used to practice slavery up till even a decade back…’ The catalyst for ending the slave trade was the escalating conflict between humans and other races, along with a crucial event—the rise of the Dragons. ‘Once the Dragons invaded, and the Human Kingdoms began to band together, a lot of reforms were made…’ According to the book, despite the official ban on slavery, there were still individuals involved in the illicit slave trade, both as buyers and selle

I heard myself whispering as I dropped to my knees so fast, pain shot through them when they hit the stone floor. I pressed my forehead to the ground in the submission pose they had taught us on our first day as slaves, and my whole body shook as I waited for death. This was how slaves showed complete surrender and maybe if I made myself small enough and pathetic enough he might kill me quickly instead of slowly. "I am sorry. I am so sorry. Please forgive me. Please." I babbled into the floor, tears running down my face. I knew what happened to slaves who offended important wolves and death was the kindest thing I could hope for.

I looked at the man I used to call father,he raped and inflicted severe pain on me,now that I thought I could be free,he sells me into slavery. What kind of a father does that?

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.

Robert mallow told her about what the priest said , Jan Wilson accepted and advised him to marry a slave from Bingle nation. Isabella was a very beautiful and brave girl,she was enslaved during the ruling of Jan Jay to Jungle land. She was treated well among the slaves due to her bravery and behavior. Back to her origin, Isabella was given birth from a royal family, her mother the daughter of Sir Elevan , the king of Aritle kingdom.

I'm sold once more into slavery and this time there's no way around it, there is no way out, I'm branded as a slave now with a huge logo immersed into my skin Funny how I had thought Max would come bolting through the doors to see me once again, and how I had hoped he would be at the other end waiting for me as he had bought me yet again once more. All still I end up in the hands of a nice lady who seems too good to be taken on and now she's shattering every ray of light in me by telling me she is not even the master. It's just so annoying, it's causing me lots of pain that I have to get through this but more still each time the memory sinks deep into me. How I had been treated all my life a