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’ Sophia thought as she twitched her lips. "I'm sorry to say but that's gross, you know." She stated and turned to leave. "This is part of your job." He said as she pressed her lips together and closed her eyes tightly dejectedly, her back still turned. What is his problem, huh? "Do you want me to start explaining what you are, huh? You're my slave, get it?" That word hit Sophia but she shrugged and made to leave the room, not knowing what reply to give to him.

This startled the other werewolf a bit as it wondered how come its master was seeking permission from someone inferior to it. Martha duly noticed the expression of the other werewolf of how it got startled and then she thought to herself, “What a moron! Doesn’t even get sarcasm” She looked at Alpha and nodded her head. The Alpha too nodded slightly in agreement and turned to Benjamin. The Alpha said, “So Mister Benjamin Stewart, there is not really anything to discuss about. Like what I clarified earlier, we will stick to that only” Martha was less focused on what it said but more focused on how it was said.

as if I don’t feel bad enough, he comes and tells me that. “I know man but I just lost it when I heard that she wanted to leave.” I told him and he raised an eyebrow at me. “So, what if she wants to leave, why does it bother you so much that she wants to leave? She must be tired of being your slave and just wants out” he says and I could not control my anger as I banged the table. “She is never leaving me! She is mine and will always be!” he gives me the knowing look. “I think I know what is going on here.” He says and I turned away from him and looked out the window. “Yeah, she is my slave, I am the one who is going to release her when I want to.” I tell him still not looking at him.

She then turned to Mora, "I believe the table you requested should do perfectly for this project. Did he say when it would arrive?" "Right now," came Ian’s voice. They turned to see him and another soldier carrying it towards them. "Even with as much as Mikail hates carrying a spare of almost anything around with us, a map table is a necessity, so he conceded to that one without much protest. All I had to do was retrieve it." Sylvia smiled knowingly, Mora laughed.

“Saying something, old man?” “Do we really need to guard this lady along with you, Boss?” He sounded like pissed or something. I scoffed. Boss, huh? “I’m telling this to Adam!” Seeing Francisco and his ugly apprentice makes my blood boiled. If it wasn’t for them, I wouldn’t have been putted in this kind of situation! Imagining being in someone's hands, who’s dangerous and could kill you in the blink of an eye. Who would be happy, huh? Adam has the upper hand and controls me based on what he wants. It’s like he’s my master and I’m his slave. Following all his orders until he says so.

"This had me so fucking horny, I had to take advantage. Lisa, you clean my cunt and Sean's cock, then put his cock cage on again." Lisa scrambled to obey, obeying our work Mistress. She cleaned Shasta first as she was the Dominant, then Sean, the slave, less important. Master then moved back and got a few pictures showing all five slaves in all five slave stations, and a quick panning video from one slave to the next. "That was so fucking hot," Melanie said. "I'd like to be next." "Let's take a break first," Master said. "Give everyone a chance to recover and rest a few moments. I don't want Julia hanging upside down much longer."

“Yes, I'm ready." Alejandro opened the door and gestured that I should enter first so I did. The room was dark until he turned the lights on. What was inside the room that made my jaw drop? It is filled with sex toys, whips, and some devices that I don't know. As in there are a lot. “I am a dominant, Chloe and you are here to be my slave."

Dragons | Dark romance | Hate to love | Stockholm Syndrome | Slave | Psychopath | Spicy When Hazel accidentally presses the wrong button on her father's invention, she is transported to another realm. A realm with mythical creatures, a realm where dragons exist. She is captured straight away and imprisoned by the King of Dragons as slave. The dragon inside Zyndrahr already knows it. His new slave is his most valuable possession he has ever owned. But no dark ruler will bend his knees to a mere human. He hates her, despises her, but can't seem to get rid of her. She speaks weird words and does things to strange, she doesn't seem from this time. Zyndrahr keeps her as a slave and for

Two nights earlier, I had stood alone inside his private study praying for the walls to swallow me whole, the memory still clung to me like ice beneath my skin, I remembered standing outside his office doors while armed guards watched silently from either side. “Knock,” one ordered. My shaking knuckles barely touched the wood when he answered. “Come in, Leah.” Even his voice frightened me, I stepped inside carefully, lowering my gaze immediately the way the Mothers had trained us since childhood. The Master sat near a glowing television screen, one arm resting comfortably against a dark leather chair. Candlelight flickered across polished shelves lined with forbidden books ordinary members w

And standing near the far end of the corridor… Was Master Damian. Even at a distance, he commanded attention effortlessly. Tall and muscular, he wore fitted black slacks and an open-collared charcoal shirt rolled to his forearms. His dark curly hair framed a striking face made even more arresting by piercing blue eyes that seemed capable of seeing directly through people. Tattoos disappeared beneath his sleeves while a silver watch gleamed against one wrist. He spoke quietly with two staff members holding fresh linens and supply trays, his posture relaxed but authoritative.