Shadow Slave Reaction Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I whispered, shaky, “Why me? Why are you doing this? You can’t be serious about… marrying me.” For one breath, I thought I saw something flicker in his eyes. But then he shoved me back. My shoulder hit the wall. The slap came fast, sharp, ringing through the room. My cheek burned. “You should be grateful,” he said, his voice cold enough to freeze the air. “I’m elevating you from slave to wife.” My heart thrashed in my chest. His mouth curled into a cruel smile. “I’ll have my lawyer draft a contract. You’ll sign it. You’ll be my wife and my property forever.”

I whispered, with my voice trembling through excitement and nerves, “we’re not hiding down here in the basement. And I don’t think I want to keep this just between us anymore. I think… I want someone to watch. For real.” Paul’s cock jerked violently in my grip while his eyes flew open in pure shock. I smiled down at him, still flushed and aching, as I traced a slow finger along his length. “Think you can handle being my slave… when other eyes are on us?” "You're insane."

"Orrin nearly tore me in half getting to her. I'm sure." "Goddess." He sat down, hard. A grin was starting to spread across his face, the helpless kind. "Who is it? Which House? Does Petra know yet, she's going to be insufferable…" "She's a participant. In the Slave Games" The grin fell from his face.

Author Pov "S-Slave?" A small whisper left her lips almost inaudible but Gabriel heard her clearly. He smirked finally withdrawing his sword from her chin and placing it on the side table. Her eyes fell to the floor as she couldn't believe her ears. She felt like her eyes were going round and round while her mind was making a thumping sound because of all shocks that she was getting in one go. Gabriel smirked before slowly standing up from his massive sofa. "Yes, Slave. My slave." He slowly crouched down in front of her softly grabbing her cheeks. Her teary gaze met his cold ones.

Scott!, That was what I wanted to say with pride. I could see myself doing it and naming all his promises to me. I'm sure even if didn't Scott would find a way of bringing me out of the tight corner. A slap landed on my face, bringing me back to the reality. “She is pregnant and smiling to herself, Is it a thing to be happy about?”. I felt my world crashing as I realized that indeed a slave wasn't permitted to get pregnant just like it was rumored.

“I promise to make the night blissful for us.” If I didn’t know this animal better, I would have fallen for his stupid tricks. “I despise unsubmissive women.” He presses the bridge of his nose, irritated. “I don't want to be here.” I find my voice, pushing my anxiety to the depths of my stomach. He wiggles a warning finger. “You are my slave.” “That doesn’t make me less of a being. I’m not an animal who follows every order.” “Wrong. Slaves are animals. Now come to me.”

She is vicious and sometimes hideous because she wanted her husband to be the most favored among the Klatts. Celeste did not dare to argue with her anymore. She walked up to her room and locked the door. She sat on the side of the bed and stared blankly to the wall. 'Mom is so hideous! I don't get it why I cannot be friends with everyone! I don't want to be controlled anymore!' After a few minutes she went to the bathroom and took a shower to release her anger. She heard some rustles in her bedroom but she did not go to check it out. She was confident that she locked her door. After she's done, she blew her hair dry and went out.

I knew it was only a scheme to get her away from me, so I wouldn't take her to the slave ground. “She is a sharp talker who has no control over her mouth. People like her should be able to bear whatever they see, after all, they aren't scared of voicing out their feelings. A few detached body parts shouldn't be a big scare to them.” I said mockingly and turned to look at her. She was already shuddering, and I couldn't wait to see how she would react once we got to the dungeon. Oh, the joy I feel whenever I make her suffer like this.

Nina exclaimed through the speaker. “Are you listening to yourself? Didn’t you hear the part where I was kidnapped, threatened and almost raped by the thugs? And then I had to become a slave pet to pay off Mark’s debts??” Evelyn asked in disbelief. She wondered what was going on in Nina’s mind. What was so exciting about being someone’s pet? It was degrading and she hated it.

When I typed those words on my tab, I never in a million years imagined I would be living it in real life. The image of another man controlling and punishing his slave wife right in front of us, while Hunter controls and commands me in front of them and much more… God. Hunter studies my face in the mirror. "So... you understand?" I turn around slowly to face him, my chest rising and falling, and nod quietly. "Nervous?" he asks, tilting his head. "Not at all, Master.” I step closer and wrap my arms around his neck. "Your slave is always ready for new experiences with you."