Shadow Slave Novels & Stories

"W-What's your story?" She froze at this, the light in her eyes slowly draining. I frowned, watching her expression, "You don't have to—" "It is alright to ask. We're all slaves here. I have nothing to hide," she replied. Her eyes flashed to mine, offering me a small smile. "Slaves, yes." I confirmed, "I am a slave because my parents were rogues. Shade is a slave because she was born without a wolf despite our blood running through her veins. Half of the slaves here were either rejected, rogues or like me- but-"

Not allowing her to move and hurting in the process. “You are hurting me!” Leanda whimpered, “Please let me go,” she cried. "Shut up!" he barked. "Don't you dare talk back to me! You're nothing but a slave, and you should stay in your lane!" Leanda's heart shattered into a million pieces at his words. She couldn't believe that the man she loved could speak to her in such a way. Few hours ago he was making her feel like a Queen in his palace, he made her feel beautiful and above everyone else, and now he had reduced her back to being a slave, she couldn’t believe it.

Andreios asked, his voice sounding strange even to his own hearing. He waited to see if they'd reply. He waited but none came. This isn't real, there is no one else here. Andreios was going to accept his fate that he had finally gone mad or maybe even dead somewhere in hell and his mind playing tricks on him. "We are slaves." Another voiced and hesitated, more like they were pondering their next word. "Well, most of us." He concluded. "I am not a slave! I'm a free man. My family was--," Andreios's voice broke off into a silent sob at the information he was about to let slip out from his mouth.

The Prince said with a pause “I want the girl and I will have the girl, or is the request too much for you.” “N-n-no your highness it just wasn’t expected that’s all.” The request surprised him too, he never came here with the intention of going back with a slave, it was a mere chore visiting the blood bank system but after seeing the strange violet eyed girl and tasting her blood, he knew he had to have her for himself.

Malikul had to be on Shadow’s team on this one. He had seen how the contract worked, indirectly. How did he know? No one should know because it brought trauma to him. As much as he loved her, being her slave wasn’t cool enough. His inferiority complex would eat him up if there gap called master and slave – if they ever had one. “Can we focus now?” Shadow tapped the table. All eyes soon focused on Shadow. “Anyway, as we agree, Bulteo and T-Vir are our enemies.” The glint inside their eyes changed, becoming serious once again.

Princess Avila asked, her gaze focused on the slave who was gulping the cup of wine offered to her. "My princess, I do not know much about her but I do know she was sold to the master by her father as a slave, and ever since she came, the master no longer calls in any of us to his chambers" the slave replied. "You mean ever since she came, no one else was able to satisfy the master other than her?" Princess Avila asked in incredulity.

"Shut up if you want to enjoy my body! I don't want to hear the voice of your cursing who has stolen my chastity, make me deaf! Let me live without hearing any sound. I have no hope in life anymore. Being your sex slave is my job right now," said Axelina trembling, enduring the pain in her heart. "You are my nightmare, Amar Trixeon, I hate you. If you are tired of my body, you better kill me right now, I don't want to live anymore."

“As you can see, Alpha Gunner, she's weak and sick. Healthier, stronger slaves are highly priced and valuable. This slave is the opposite, hence her low price.” “I see,” Alpha Gunner approached my cell, his eyes locked in mine. He took in my skinny build. “Where the hell did you find her?” “She got shipped in a month ago. Apparently, her family sold her to pay off a massive debt,” the slave merchant said. “She won't interest you, Alpha Gunner. Allow me to show you my best slaves.” “Shut up!” Alpha Gunner snapped at the slave merchant. “Unlock her cell.” The merchant sealed his lips and did exactly as he was told without questions.

I took a shaky breath and looked back at the contract, it stated that, The slave (Davina Ellis,) agrees to submit completely to the master (Arthur Spencer) in all ways. There are no boundaries of place, time, or situation in which the slave may willfully refuse to obey the directive of the master without risking punishment. The slave also agrees that once entered into the Slavery Contract, their body belongs to their master, to be used as seen fit, within the guidelines defined herein. All of the slave's possessions likewise belong to the master, including all assets, finances, and material goods, to do with as they see fit. The slave agrees to please the master to the best of their ability,

"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.