Scat Slave Mga Nobela at Kwento

If she stayed even one day more, any chance she had left to reclaim her life, to do something for herself, to live, to crawl out of this terrible hole she’d lowered herself into all on her own, would disappear into the big black smoke-filled vortex that was Andrey Romanoff. He would buy more things and sell others, make millions and destroy lives at a whim, hers included. And she would carry on catering to him, jumping to do his bidding and smoothing the path before him, anticipating his every need and losing herself, bit by bit and inch by inch, until she was nothing more than a pleasant-looking, serene-voiced husk. A robot under his command… Slave to feelings he would never, could never re

Tora asked. Haya gestured, "Yes." "Pause, don't you now have a boyfriend? How can you date him? Think of a scenario where Asher might be upset about it, when he finds out you've met someone else." Kata Tora. "Haist, I won't see him, I thought before." Cut Haya. Then replied Shavaiz. "I see, when I can." replied Shavaiz. "All right, I'll stay closer for you." Shavaiz is a genius.

then she laughed it was dry and bitter. Mama Rita chuckled uncomfortably,”yeah,since you are an orphan and homeless,you can stay with me” Scar looked up”I'll decline that,I come with a bag of trouble, actually a truck full” “I don't mind,I sincerely don't mind” “Hold her down,kick that bitch ,she thinks she's better than others”scar curled as the kicks landed,”how about a makeover,a make over”the voices as they held her down,one of the ladies squatted before her with a piece of glass,scar trashed violently but the hands holding her was stronger,she sharp pain tore from her right ear to her cheek,she screamed as they left her not without final kicks,she screamed like a wounded bull pain blind

“Sold for sixty million!" Did I just spend sixty million for a slave?

The tigress could see the tension in the air and she could also see how angry her son was which made her wonder what this slave issue was really about and why it was causing so much ruckus and anger between the couple. 'I should step in now and try sorting this before things spiral out of control. Who exactly is this slave though?' She wondered and the thought of what to do flooded her mind as she tried to determine the best way to step in. "Um-um." She cleared her throat to make her presence in the conversation known as they both glared at each other. "Why are you making this such big of a deal though Fabian? What is this slave to you that Tasha cannot punish her?" She asked Fabian with gen

"Where are the other women?" Once, Stanley's father had a harem of slaves and tributes filled with the finest women he could get his disgusting hands on. Those who hadn't faded over the years, hadn't escaped, or been killed by the former king."There are none. Men, women, or otherwise." He took a step closer to her, and Scar tensed but didn't move away. "You're the only one." Scar stared at him, her pink lips pressed into a firm line. Her bright green eyes were narrowed in thought as she regarded him, and then her scowl deepened and she looked away, down at the twisting trees and the arrangement of rope bridges, platforms, and makeshift treehouses below.

" 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?

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.

she said, smiling widely. She glared at us one last time before bringing out a long piece of paper she had hidden in her bag. “Some of you might stop being slaves starting from today, but first, you have to pass a test,” she said, her eyes darting back and forth as she scanned our faces. The whole slaves went mad with frenzy as everyone began to murmur and mumble incoherently. “Silence!” The maid roared, her eyes blazing like a burning furnace. “I'm Crystal and I'm your boss,” she said, her voice harsh and cold.

I stammered in fear, and he smirked. "If you fail to make my daughter go back to normal, I'll make life unbearable for you. You'll be left with no choice than to beg death to take you away from the surface of the earth. That's a promise slave" He banged his fist on the table where he kept a scroll, and I flinched "Yes Master! I promise to do anything and everything it takes to make Zara better. I won't disappoint you master" I spoke with tears circulating in my eyes.