Novel & Cerita Shadow Slave Audiobook

The three girls exclaimed in horror with Lydia clamping her mouth shut and Mariam rushing out to check if any guard was listening to them. "I see you do not like your life and perhaps you enjoyed being punished, just pray no one heard you because it this got to the master, you would be as good as dead" Luciana said glaring at her. Galene scoffed not bothered about what would happen to her if someone heard and report to the master. What more could he do other than kill her. Oh, how she hates him that she felt like appearing at that war and slashing his throat. She hated the master for involving in slave trade and taking away her innocent as though she worth nothing.

"Slaves are delicious creatures who are subject to the whims of their Master at any time." I moaned loudly, my legs spreading for his fingers, my arms going around his neck and kissing his chest as he finger fucked me. My Master made me cum in front of them, for their viewing pleasure. Once again, I felt like the slutty slave girl seducing the sales clerk, Gwen, or the needy, pathetic slave who enticed Sharon to ease my suffering; all of them strangers to me except for Lisa and Zoe and I felt so wanton, such a slave.

"Hold on! Don't let yourself down! Remember our plans? Don't let me down, it'll take me forever to find a friend that's as good as you!" Marie's voice joined in, as did Mr Montford's, but they merged together in a discordant noise that sought to shatter his skull. "I get it...but let me sleep for a bit," he muttered, unable to tell whether he spoke aloud or not as hissing replaced the voices. "Just five minutes." He didn't feel the chain drag him back, falling into a black slumber. ----- Shu watched from above, mouth dropping open, aghast at the actions. Oh, he had seen slaves bound in chains, their ankles shackled as they worked. But this was different. Most has been treated with a degree o

His words tumbled out in a torrent, a desperate attempt to shield me from the darkness that lurked within him. I could feel the anguish in his voice, a pain that masqueraded as fury, a cry that echoed through the chambers of his heart as he beheld my countenance frozen in terror, my eyes wide with a mixture of fear and disbelief, my very soul recoiling in horror. "I'm free..." I whispered, the words tasting like honey and ash on my lips. "Free from slavery, a wish I could only dream of, and now it's given to me... my freedom."

"You look lovely. I'm sure every one of your holes will sell high tonight, slave." "Thank you." "Next up for bid is the lovely Evelyn who will see all three of her slave holes sold tonight to the highest bidders. Evelyn might have come to slavery reluctantly to start, but she is a full slave now with all of a slaves needs and desires. My Master just spent the last five days with this slave and found her to be a fascinating and obedient slave. First up for bid is this slaves exquisite cunt. As you can readily see," I slipped a finger into her cunt, making her gasp, "this slave is wet and ready for the right person to plug her prime pussy, with more than enough liquid to get someone ready for

The realization hit her like a wave crashing against the shore, leaving her breathless and disoriented. His parting words echoed in her mind like a haunting refrain, each syllable laden with the weight of her predicament. "Slave." The word reverberated within her, a stark reminder of the cruel reality she had been thrust into. Despite her best efforts, she couldn't reconcile herself to the notion that such practices still endured in the world. Yet, amidst the turmoil of her thoughts, a sliver of relief pierced through the darkness – she was no longer in immediate danger.

The words hit me in the chest one at a time. For a moment, I'd almost forgotten what I was. A slave. It was the exact truth of my situation, but hearing it said out loud in that voice, with that contempt, made my throat tighten. It did something to my chest. I swallowed hard and fixed my eyes on the floor. “This conversation is over,” Xlynor's muttered. “And to be clear — I don't know who you're referring to, and I don't recall purchasing a general slave for the Darkazovs.”

Then he held the slave's wrists with his white palms to calm his struggles before saying seriously: “You are free now. Now, you are no longer a slave and you no longer have a master. We are all members of the Hidden Race like you. We are your compatriots, we will protect you and help you. Please come with us." The slave was dizzy for a moment. Just when I thought he was convinced, he suddenly shouted, "No. I don't want anything to do with you. I only want my master. I will never have any freedom. I can only live with the protection of my master. I want to go back!" After that, it didn't matter what Vincent said. The male slave refused to listen and insisted on returning to the dungeon. Vince

I patted the bottom of the plug. "Thank you for agreeing to let me share your husband." "He's not shared yet. Master was right. You had a brief erotic glimpse of slavery. You may not last twenty-fours at Mistress Dark's. She's demanding and your ass will burn. Your nipples will go into harsh nipple clamps. Your tits and cunt will be whipped. It's very possible you'll not last. I was ready for this through my reading, my imagination. It prepared me for my slavery. You know nothing yet. I wonder if I would have lasted had I started with Mistress Dark?"

The eye of anathema that he displayed, was enough to have Austin wanting to leave the room after their last encounter. — Somewhere up north. "Sir, I swear." "Be quiet!" "I do have owners, they're the Cunningham's." The Caucasian man ignored her as he scribbled down on his note book. She had been yelling and screaming ever since they had captured her off the side of a busy railway route. The other slaves who were in the same cage, watched as she continued to beg. They knew it was of no use. They had accepted their fate but Faith hadn't. She soon realized the harshness of the real world after spending days tied up and cramped with many other slaves in a cargo ship. Given very little to drink,