Slave Getting Whipped Meme Novels & Stories

said Amar holding back furiously. “Your slave won't die, Amar. Just because she hasn't eaten all day,” said Axelina without an expression on her beautiful face. Amar really couldn't hold back his anger. Amar vent it to Axelina's body. Amar pushed Axelina's body until she lay on the bed. Amar tore the clothes worn by Axelina. Axelina who was treated like that was just silent without a fight. Axelina looked at Amar with an incomprehensible gaze. Her mouth was silent without a word.

Whenever I went against his will, did something he didn't approve of, or didn't do what he wanted on time, he used me as a punching bag. "I guess we'll just have a little fun like we always did back then to remind you of our motto, and then maybe, just maybe, I can consider letting you live as my slave... for life." No, I can't let him know that he's getting to me. The words that made my stomach turn and twist in fear. He finally let go of my hair and moved back, unbuttoning the cuffs of his shirt, and he pulled the sleeves back before picking a... F*ck, was that a whip?

Chapter five Vivian's POV: "Bring Brenda here!" Soon, Brenda walked into the room. Dressed in a shabby white shirt and torn pants, she looked poor. Watching Brenda walk up to the sofa, Alpha Anthony waved his hand. Two tall and strong she-wolves came from behind Brenda, grabbed her, and slapped her several times. The sound of the slaps hitting her face filled me with joy, although IGv didn't show it on the outside. "Alpha Anthony, why are you doing this?"

You got that? A handmade leather whip lashed his bare ass hard, ‘Yes, yes Sir.’ He yelped but the whipping did not stop, ‘Come on man I am sure your little slaves did not make such a fuss so quickly.’ The Prisoner sneered bringing the whip down harder, when he had done the ‘Master’s’ ass, legs and back were crisscrossed with dark red welts and he was whimpering in pain. They were not finished with him though, ‘Right boys, time to break our new little bitch in, get lined up now.’

Just firm enough to yank my head back so my throat stretched and the bell on my collar rang like a dinner bell for perverts. “Since my bunny can’t remember simple rules,” he said, yanking me toward the bed frame, voice calm and low for the mic, “we’re doing corrections in order tonight.” He reached into the basket and held up a long paddle with SLAVE printed on it. He bent down to my face level and whispered in my ear, “You’re gonna take this like the good bunny you are. Isn’t that right?” I whimpered, nodding as much as his grip allowed.

The whip cracked through the air, its leather tip biting into my flesh. I clenched my teeth, determined not to cry out. He circled me slowly, his boots scuffing against the floor. "You thought you could escape, did you?" he sneered, his voice low and dangerous. "Foolish girl. You could run from me? I am not a weak teenage boy. You are a slave and I am your master now." He leaned closer to my ear and whispered.

I asked coldly, “a Luna and a slave. How exactly does that work?” Sven’s smile sharpened, cruel enough to cut. “Ah, yes. Quite simple, really. Luna in the eyes of everybody else… slave when we are alone.” I laughed out loud, because this had to be some kind of sick joke. “If you need maids, hire one or two.” His smirk deepened, eyes flashing with that feral green fire. “Maids? No, princess. You’re going to be my sex slave.” The crude words rolled off his tongue like they belonged there, like he was used to degrading and commanding.

All because of these people’s lies. I stood up slowly from the floor. “Thought you could be cheeky with us, didn’t you? Slave!” Zeke says and the others laugh with Rosey laughing the loudest. I held my tears until I got into the kitchen then let them fall, it's too much, no matter how much I try he will never be satisfied.

When Johann was finally done with his romantic getaway, he came back home and trampled all over my self-esteem like he was disciplining a mere dog. Was I just their afterthought after all? I flung my phone onto the couch in a rage. "I hate secondhand men who've been defiled by other women!" This was the first time I had said such harsh words to him. Unexpectedly, Johann frowned at once as anger lit up in his fiery eyes. He grabbed my chin tightly and slapped me hard on the cheek just a split second later. He slapped me so hard that my vision blacked out for a moment. "Nancy Castro! I am the one paying for your food and your lodging! How dare you yell at me like that! Who the hell do you thin

He stood up and took him down. 'Slap! He slapped his slave! "Ouch! That hit me, master!" "Why??? Huh?? You almost fucking melted the EGG!" He moved his hands and twisted his ears. "Arghh! Master! Stop! I'm sorry master! Master, I didn't know!" *shouts in pain. Luis Park stopped. "Ah... Thank you, Master.. sob..sob..." 'That fucking hurts. My master is shameless! My saliva will not melt your EGG!' Butt thought.