Scat Slave Novels & Stories

That is what I want her to be like for the rest of her life. A slave should always be a slave she can't try defending herself from someone like me oh no! If she leads me to be my slave forever I won't be messing with her again. If not I will spoil her image here and she will be ruined. I will make sure she doesn't see a spouse for herself and that everyone hates her. "Vivian Lively." As I was happy I heard my name so I checked who called me. It was Neil. He was carrying a long face with hatred on it.

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.

Though truth be told, I did little more than wait my turn, yet my body has already decided that it's done enough for the day. Tossing some crispier bits of bacon and an omelette onto my plate, I make my way towards a dining table. There are three set up in the room, which sits just off of the kitchen. I plant myself at the emptiest one and feel myself tense up a little, feeling every pair of eyes at the table on me. The ones who were animatedly talking become silent as I settle down. I cringe inwardly and avoid looking at any of them. “It’s Lisandra- the slave; the bait,” I can hear a taunting voice, purposely just loud enough for me to hear.

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.

Clay looked and me and walked away too. "You are at this moment stripped of your title, Scarlett. You will work as a slave for three years, one each for an alpha, to pay off your crimes, after which you will leave the north, never to return. A room would be allocated to you outside the packhouse, and you will work on the fields until you have served your term," Tasha said, and I stared at Bianca. "Why?" was all I managed, and she could not look at me.

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.

I look at her, confused. Why is she saying sorry? She did nothing wrong. “Why are you saying--- wahh! Look Yaya Celine, there’s an Ice cream!” I pointed to the man who was selling Ice cream. “Senorita, you’re not supposed to eat outside food. Your Mommy says that you're not allowed to eat outside.” she said. “Then I’ll buy an Ice cream and eat inside so it’s not forbidden.” I giggled. “Your Mom said, all you have to eat is home-cooked or maybe cooked by professional chefs... if you want to eat Ice cream, let me tell her so she can call--“

a lie. He disappears from my sight and reappears but this time he had his cell phone in his hands, he looks for something and then hands it to me. Fearfully I take it but when I saw the image my body trembled with terror as I hear Dalton tell me in my ear that she is his previous slave, my sight blurs as in horror I watch a woman torn to pieces with her legs out of place and her intestines out of her body not to mention the rest. —Loving him... will lead to your death, human.

I said and Galaxy chuckled. “Take care” she winked and started walking out of my room. At the entrance, she stopped to face me," By the way, Starr. I heard there is a new slave and I think she is getting the attention of all the male omegas. I heard she is hot but unfortunately, she doesn't have a wolf yet. I hope you aren't attracted to her too?" When I heard her say a new slave, my mind ran to my mate. Was she the one?

But as your personal slave,” I replied. - It doesn't matter. In time, he will realize that we belong together. — Rhea insisted. I rolled my eyes. —But what if he doesn't want me? — I asked as I returned to the room. — He will want you! I know that! — said Rhea, full of determination. - Yes of course. Look at us! He literally turned us into his slaves. Ah, Goddess, please give me strength to endure what is yet to come. I was struggling to control my mind, which kept imagining any and all possible torture that Aaron could have in store for me.