Saiyan Slave Novels & Stories

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.

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."

“Please… please, no more…” But instead of mercy, I felt his hand between my thighs, pressing into my soaked heat. “You’re dripping,” he murmured against my ear. I shook my head desperately. “No Sir…” He pushed two fingers inside me. My hips bucked against him. “That’s it,” he growled, curling his fingers deep. “Cry and beg all you want, little slave. Your cunt belongs to me.” The rhythm built until I was clawing the floor, torn between pain and unbearable pleasure. My orgasm ripped through me violently, leaving me slumped and shaking.

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!"