Scat Slave Novels & Stories

"Nancy Castro! I am the one paying for your food and your lodging! How dare you yell at me like that! Who the hell do you think you are?" I got a huge fright and struggled to escape his constraints. However, right after that, he began his carrot-and-stick tactic as always. He lightly rubbed his wrist against my slapped face, his gesture like a pitiful act of consolation after the fright. "It was all because you were behaving out of line that I had to treat you like this. Do you understand now that you must be a good girl and listen to me?" Faced with his terrible, disgusting act, I dug my nails into my palms and forced myself to remain calm no matter what.

How could he suggest for her to be his slave pet? Noticing her scornful gaze, Damian raised a brow. ‘Is she scolding me in her mind right now? So cute.’ He sat back in his chair and tapped his thigh with his hand. “So… now that we’ve canceled your debt. Shouldn’t we come up with an agreement as master and pet?” ‘What? Master and pet?’ Evelyn sneered and folded her arms across her chest, forgetting she was with the mafia. “I have conditions. You WILL NOT touch me without my permission.” She said haughtily and flipped her hair.

I asked coldly, “a Luna and a slave. How exactly does that work?” Sven’s smile sharpened, cruel enough to cut. “Ah, yes. Quite simple, really. Luna in the eyes of everybody else… slave when we are alone.” I laughed out loud, because this had to be some kind of sick joke. “If you need maids, hire one or two.” His smirk deepened, eyes flashing with that feral green fire. “Maids? No, princess. You’re going to be my sex slave.” The crude words rolled off his tongue like they belonged there, like he was used to degrading and commanding.

"Master, I can't leave you alone. You'd be all by yourself." Sam said, "I wouldn't take Scott's slaves without an exchange. Chantelle, could you please come here." The beautiful, black slave who'd cooked us breakfast knelt down by Sam's side. "Chantelle, I'm going to give you to Scott for the next three weeks in return for the loan of his two slaves. You'd take good care of him, wouldn't you?" "Of course, Monsieur. Whatever you wish. I'll cook and clean, suck his cock, whatever he wishes."

He sounds slightly annoyed now. “You’re dealing with a slave, and… It’s something much more ancient. A master and a slave.” Priam chuckles and gives me the feeling of someone who doesn’t believe what he’s saying. Like the idea of that existing is simply incredulous to him and he’s... “I’m really at my wit’s end here Scarlett. I won’t lie to you. If that thing is in your pack, then its master is there too, and it could order that thing to do anything.

Someone of the same age range as me was now treating me whatever way she liked. It was worse as I had become her slave and could never hit back at her. My hope was my mate, but that hope is bleak as no mate will ever accept a slave. Even Prince Jaden will hate me once he sees I have become a slave with the slave mark.

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.

Not even a word did he say. Nina heaved a sigh and got down from the bed to go take a bath. Stacey walked back to the door. She wanted to hit Nina so bad. She could hear their moans when she stood at the door. "I really need to teach her a lesson." She thought. Jericho is having another slave. Not even a common slave but sex slave. She didn't want to create any scene now so she walked back into her room. She's the green snake under the green grass. She, stacey knows what to do.

’ Sophia thought as she twitched her lips. "I'm sorry to say but that's gross, you know." She stated and turned to leave. "This is part of your job." He said as she pressed her lips together and closed her eyes tightly dejectedly, her back still turned. What is his problem, huh? "Do you want me to start explaining what you are, huh? You're my slave, get it?" That word hit Sophia but she shrugged and made to leave the room, not knowing what reply to give to him.

She on the other hand is the girl whose parents were killed, was made a slave, and now has powers she has no idea how to use. She felt small compared to her mates and wondered if the Moon Goddess did not make a mistake when pairing her with them. Growing up she was excited about meeting her mate and that feeling intensified when she was a slave. She prayed for her mate to come and find her. maybe save her from the life of slavery she was living, but as years went by and she did not shift. She gave up on the mate thinking that maybe she really was human and had no mate like werewolves do.