Saiyan Slave Novels & Stories

Martha didn’t respond to what the werewolf just said to her and kept her calm. The werewolf was angry at Martha and got even angrier when it noticed Tyler approaching her with another tumbler of water. It let out a huge groan and said, “You better not listen to her demands Tyler. Remember they are not our guests but just slaves” Both Cindy’s and Benjamin’s eyes widened as they heard themselves labeled as slaves in front of their daughter. Martha didn’t show any signs of getting offended upon getting called as a slave since she believed she was smart enough to not register the bullshit coming out of the werewolf’s mouth.

I swallowed, and all the courage I had vanished. “ Let me go." I begged, getting on my knees. But I knew it wasn't going to work. And the evil laugh he had just let out at me proved it even more. Prey to fear, my thin legs trembled, my pain intensified, and my eyes widened with horror. My whole soul was in turmoil, and reality was in front of me. I was going to become a thing. A slave... And my master, my master, was surely going to make me regret every second of coming into the world.

Mesmerized by the feeling of having a body, he became aware of one thing. He knows how it feels to have a body; like he had one in the past. But for him, it wasn't possible. He's certain about it because when he was called from the darkness, the first person he saw was Saiya; a battered child he took from Central Town and brought to Chaaya Village. "Greyn?" From his hands, Greyn's gaze turned to Saiya who was looking at him from a distance. "Yes, My Lord?" He answered and kept the questions to itself before following Saiya.

If she stayed even one day more, any chance she had left to reclaim her life, to do something for herself, to live, to crawl out of this terrible hole she’d lowered herself into all on her own, would disappear into the big black smoke-filled vortex that was Andrey Romanoff. He would buy more things and sell others, make millions and destroy lives at a whim, hers included. And she would carry on catering to him, jumping to do his bidding and smoothing the path before him, anticipating his every need and losing herself, bit by bit and inch by inch, until she was nothing more than a pleasant-looking, serene-voiced husk. A robot under his command… Slave to feelings he would never, could never re

I plead “Really, I thought you despise my touch slave, don't get frightened baby, I am still enjoying your anus, I am keeping you for the future purpose, if you are obedient to me, I will keep you forever and even promote you from my sex slave to my mistress, I will never sell you off to any random person,” he says WTF, who is your slave? I thought in my mind and he even wants to promote me to his mistress, he's crazy, he's planning to owe me forever, that cheap trash. I owe my self, my life, my choice.

He said deeper and more demanding. “Do it.” Laila urged. Tilting my head back I took the contents of the glass in one hard swallow. “I Alpha Colton Graham of the Twin Wolves pack claim you Amanda Heartly as my slave. I bind you to me with my blood and now you are mine.” He growled.

This was the naughty slave that was going to ride his dick to the fucking heavens, and she looked at him just like that being. "I… master… I… You said that last night but then…” She started to stammer, pausing a bit before continuing, “I can't be… I can't be caught here…with you… we should not be in this… this position, master." What she failed to realize was that he had long deafened his ears to words of reason, and he paid her no heed at all.

Her laughter died down when I didn’t calm down and she tried again. “That thing is NOT my king,” I growled, not caring who heard me. I pointed at the door while looking into the mirror, imagining I was talking to my wolf. “Fine then. I will tell you one thing he is, but you aren’t going to like it.” I could just imagine her crossing her arms and raising a brow at me! “He is your master. He bought you, remember? He paid the full price the slave traders were asking. He hasn’t set you free. It won’t matter what they dress you up in. You are still a slave!” Her words were filled with venom and it broke my heart to hear her this angry. Sadly, she was right.

I had already been struggling so much that my body shifted in the bed and I fell on the floor. “What are you doing?Do you know that the longer it takes for you to heal the harder it will be for us to sell you off!" One of them yelled and then the other just growled at my body that was sprawled on the floor. ”Why don't we just cut her up already? honestly she looks far too damaged to fetch a good price...“ It was the way they talked about me as if I was nothing more than an item. I was an Alpha blood, and now I had to endured this again...being a slave, u rather be chopped into pieces instead of me to have to endure *living* like that.

Elora's POV. I stared at the mask lying in front of me, then slowly reached for it. My eyes lifted to meet him, silently asking what I was supposed to do with it. “Yes, girl… you’ve got it right!” he sneered. “From today, you are Master Kai’s slave!” His words cut through the air with a chilling finality, causing my eyes to widen in shock and disbelief. At first, the reality of his words was too much to grasp. The notion of becoming a slave was so foreign and terrifying that I struggled to accept it. My heart pounded violently in my chest, each beat echoing my growing panic.