Slave Dating Novels & Stories

she smiled at Ysoria. Ysoria forced out a smile. I could tell she wasn't happy about Elara being my slave. But I don't care about her feelings for me. I knew she was in love with me, but that was her problem. I only asked for her body—not her heart. "What do you plan to do with her now that you have labeled her your slave?" Thorian asked. I stared at him, then said, "Just watch and see what I will to that rogue."

"We talked about this." "I know we did. It's just… He was so…" "Romantic? Passionate? Amazing?" Sarah offered. “Not to mention if and when the sex does finally happen between them, it will probably be explosive and earthshattering,” Jandy boldly predicted with a wicked little grin. Silence for just a moment as Sarah’s mouth hung open and Faith turned beet red. Then rollicking laughter all around. Three sisters. Like old times. *** Jandy glanced at her watch.

VIOLET ‘ Free for claims. ’ This is a term every slave human fears significantly. It’s a term which means that the master werewolf doesn’t want their slave and anyone who wants or wins the fight can have that human - if that human survives the ferocious contest of pushing and pulling from all sides of course. It’s not like werewolves are dying to have that human as their slave who is already rejected by a master - it’s more like they enjoy the torment the human goes through.

Human aren't enslaved well maybe just a little, at the age of 16 all human get tested mentally and divided to categories: Dom/Sub, Daddy/Little, Mommy/little, Master/Pet, Master/slave. Today is my 17 birthday well it's the mark of my me being born as human 17 years ago , but on my ID I'm not even one. My name is Sophia Vitale, and I'm a vampire and a little, I belong to my daddy and Dom Dimitri Vitale. We both go to Doms&Littles Academy. It's a school where you learn how to be a good sub depending on your category, it's also where you meet doms. I met my daddy one year ago and I became his little princess.

Patrick was a serpent clan beastman. And serpents were born with lust in their blood. He had no interest in hunting—all he cared about was what happened in bed. Once or twice a day was fun. But once or twice every three days? That was pure torture for the mate. And Patrick was especially violent in bed—no tenderness, no gentleness, just brute force. He was lazy and useless too. In my past life, I was the one supporting him—hunting, gathering, putting food on the table.

I couldn't believe it was happening to me and I was now the slave. He cleared his throat. "As you all know, this is Hailey Marquis, my human mate and slave." King Damian smiled and licked his lips. "Wow, isn't she too beautiful? It's a pity I would love to eat her flesh and feed her blood to the vampires because of the hatred I have for her." What hatred? What did I do to his people? Why did they hate me? "You should give her to us." The second king who had the name King Travis said with an evil smirk on his face.