Saiyan Slave Novels & Stories

A few seconds has passed, yet I felt absolutely nothing but there's a difference on my body, a Sakura flower tattoo appears on my forehands, it looks neat and kinda to my liking actually. (The Slaves Ownership of 20 Slaves has been transferred successfully. The loyalty of All slaves has been set to 70% (Loyal/ Beloved/Trusted), Congratulations Sir. ) "Thanks…Looks like, I already got free workers now…...time to put that Ex-Queen to work..".

This reckless path fate had thrust upon him was filled with disaster. He was still a human slave, while King Daemonikai remained the powerful ruler of a species that hated his kind. Still disguised as a boy and a Syren in hiding, carrying the secret of his true identity. And there was still the looming threat of his full heat, and even the challenge of navigating the mini-heats now that the beast was gone. A sharp rap on the door jolted him from his thoughts. "Are you in there, Slave?" "Yes, soldier," he replied.

I am 妃妃, a 19-year-old Chinese girl, and I am the slave of my master. My life revolves around serving him, fulfilling his every desire, no matter how depraved. Today, I wake up early to prepare for another day of service. Master is a powerful businessman, and I am his personal assistant. But in private, I am his obedient slave, ready to cater to his every whim. I arrive at his office, wearing a tight-fitting maid uniform that accentuates my curves. I kneel before him, my head bowed in submission.

“You promise me a home after you have your heir, and that you’ll never hurt me, or use that… that power on me. And I will give you everything you’ve asked. If I don’t, well… it sounds like I’d be dead anyway.” He was still gaping, but as if he’d caught himself doing it, his eyes suddenly hooded and his mouth snapped shut. “That you would,” he muttered. I nodded. “So… what do you have to lose?” ***** ~ CASIMIR ~ It was a fascinating proposal. The moment she’d said she’d give herself to me willingly, my cock had twitched. Then, when she named herself a slave… my power surged. Even now, it raged in my veins as if it could reach through my skin to take her.

Cora was diligently working in the kitchen, focused on her task of preparing food for the pack. As she stirred the pot on the stove, her concentration was interrupted by an Omega slave who approached her with a sneer on her face. She had recognized her as one of the more antagonistic slaves who often taunted and belittled her.The Omega slave, with a superiority complex evident in her demeanor, called Cora a rejected slave, the words dripping with contempt. She tried to ignore the insult, reminding herself to stay composed and not let the Omega's words get to her.

" Galene asked as tears gathered in her eyes. Master Damien smiled and held onto Galene's hands. "You are no longer a slave Galene and I no longer have any sex slave". "Get ready, in a fourth night, you would become my bride and together, we bought would receive our child and train him up in a good way". "I know I'm not a good man but I would try my best to train up my child in the best way I can" Master Damien assured. Galene's mouth dropped open in uttermost shock. What is the master blabbing about this morning?

he stared at me passionately, his eyes craving for my reaction but I was just numb trying to process where all this was leading to. "I can still achieve my revenge through you. Rather than killing you, I've got other plans. I'm gonna make you pay for the atrocities of your father and you are gonna take all the afflictions for your pack, from now on, you are my slave." Venom dripped in every syllables of his words but I could care less for now. Only four words reverberated in my head and settled rent free in it; ~you are my slave~

“I got my chance when a few people came to my world - I don't know how. They were - One, two, three, four... Six! Six of them came, from this place to mine and I managed to escape with them. They have no idea, though.” Gerey's throat was dry. How did any of these had to do with him now? “As I said earlier, I was a slave in my world - just like everyone of my specie is. We have no freewill and freedom is our greatest fantasy.” It went down on its knees; still on Gerey's bed, “I swear to serve you all my life if you will keep me safe.” It stood up. Its yellow eyes were wet making it look like a mercury thermometer.

I nodded. "So, you were asking me something. Continue." he said. How can I call him master? This is too much!! I tried to say master but my mouth just don't allow me to. At last, I managed to say, "Mas..ter,.....why are all the things just lying here. Why aren't they arranged? The guys who are supposed to arrange these are not here yet?" He smiled and said, "Good question, slave." He called me slave!!!!! What does he think of himself? He is calling me slave! This is too much. I really want to smack his face!

“Even if we break up, so what? Dave isn’t blind—why would he ever fall for someone as rude and arrogant as you?” Elaine had no idea Serona had been pursuing Dave for two years with no success. Her words cut like a knife straight to Serona’s heart. Gasping with rage, Serona slapped her again. “I’ll kill you, you bitch! How dare you toy with Dave and insult me like this!” As the daughter of a government official, Serona was favored by teachers and classmates alike—no one dared cross her. Elaine had never felt such pain or terror, convinced she would be beaten to death by the group of girls.