Saiyan Slave Novels & Stories

The Prince said with a pause “I want the girl and I will have the girl, or is the request too much for you.” “N-n-no your highness it just wasn’t expected that’s all.” The request surprised him too, he never came here with the intention of going back with a slave, it was a mere chore visiting the blood bank system but after seeing the strange violet eyed girl and tasting her blood, he knew he had to have her for himself.

Hundreds of Lucifers together make one Evinrude. As I stepped into his mansion, he tied a belt on my neck. He and his kids used to treat me worse than any dog would be treated. I don't think so there is any word, invented lower than the word slave. I was given dog's pots to eat and drink water. They used to give me their leftovers to eat. I bared everything. But then one day, his sons told me lick their feet like a dog and I denied. As a result, they tied me in their garden and they all peed on me. And their mother filmed it all like it was a comedy show or something. That's when I lost it. I knew the only way I had left was to fight for myself.

His hands travelled to my thighs and he rubbed them gently My dress was squeezed up, exposing my flesh I tried to pull it down but he held my hands "How is that even possible?" I shook my head at him. "You want me? The slave girl? The one your brother has full autonomy, the power and say over?" "Damn it Elena! Damn being a slave girl. I have had enough of you saying that about yourself when even I don't believe that is who you are. How did such a beautiful, intelligent and gorgeous girl like you become a slave?"

"Alpha Dax and Ragnar are busy at the moment, so I’ll be serving you as your slave today... Give me as many tasks as you want... I’ll obey like a loyal dog." "As you must be. You humans... are the lowest kind of creature after all."

Before he could move, I was on top of him, claws at his throat, my breath ragged. “Any last words?” I spat. “I surrender,” he whispered, chest heaving. “I don’t want to fight you.” I froze, hand trembling. “Who are you? Really?” His eyes met mine, steady. “I’m no one. I was just a slave… to a Lycan faction.” “You are no slave,” I growled, my claws already piercing through his flesh. “You can ask around, I'm indeed just a slave born in the Lycan world, they killed my mother when I was a boy, when your pack invaded their territory, I escaped.”

Their dark energy was quickly absorbed and converted into the power of light. Noticing that, Aisha began to beg. "Symon! Stop him or we're going to die!" Symon was furious. "I'd rather die than become a slave to an evil god, you b*tch!"

"That's not to say that I wanted to be sold to him. I did not. I don't want to be sold to and fucked by anyone other than someone we've both agreed can fuck me. I don't want to be sold to anyone you don't want me sold to, or anyone for any reason or purpose which might cause me to spend more than one night away from you. But, let's be clear. I am a slave, and I'm positive I would have cum hard if Sam fucked me. My sale aroused me. He's a Master and I respond to dominants. I responded to Brianna last night. I respond to Mistress Dark. I pretty much respond to anyone who wants me. "I'm aroused by my slavery. I will cum for anyone. If I were conscious when Jack raped me, I might have cum for hi

They could not just stand idly by and let Pavan finish what he was trying to do. They glanced at David and found that David was not doing anything. As they were thinking of charging over to stop it regardless of their own life, they heard Pavan's laughter. “Hahaha… Accept my gift, Earthlings! It is your honor to have me, Pavan Tuffin, planting the slave mark on you. This is because I am destined to become the Master of the Milky Way, and in the future, you will feel proud of what you’ve received today.” The slave mark was completed.

I yelled, holding on to the bedsheet tightly. I was about having the most amazing orgasm ever, when he said.... "Don't you even dare think of having that orgasm, Slave. As a slave that you are, only I your Master can give you the permission to do so, and you as a slave have to seek for that permission and since you didn't. You are not allowed to have an orgasm." I'm pretty sure I heard everything he said, but I'm so close to having the best orgasm in my life.. This time, it's ten times more heavenly than when I had sex with my boyfriend's in the past.

“God, no.” He grinned. “Ouch. That bad, huh? Not a fan of His Royal Stiffness?” A faint smirk tugged at my lips. It wasn’t real. Just muscle memory. “I work for him.” He blinked. “…Come again?” “I’m his slave,” I said curtly. He took a half-step back. “Wait. You’re an alpha… and a slave?” Alpha by blood. Slave by decree. That was the joke. Power meant nothing if it came in chains.