Slave Mind Bg3 Novels & Stories

It was already clear, Natalia was the chosen one… Many of the slaves sighed in relief, still holding into the hope of being rescued someday if they were to survive long enough… The creature walked towards Natalia, as it grabbed her with his hands, extending like tentacles, his head was that of a terrifying octopus, with sharp yellow eyes and long tentacles covering its black beak… it was an infamous race of abominations that often belonged to the Chaotic Evil faction… Mindflayers! Mindflayers nourished themselves by devouring brains, so they often bought many slaves which they nourished and kept alive, and then chosen them once a week or two weeks, as they didn't need to eat as much other th

Her arms are crossed, and her expression holds a mix of defiance and disdain. I let out an exasperated sigh, my voice tinged with fatigue. "Lola, can we please just have a moment of peace? What's this you're doing?" Lola looks at me with disgust, a stern expression etched upon her face. "You need to learn your place, Nyx. This is my territory, and you can't just waltz around and do whatever you want. You're nothing but a slave, and you seem to be forgetting."

“There is no time, Your Majesty. The more we delay the more damage she can cause to…” “I do not understand how a human slave can cause much damage to an entire pack of werewolves,” I wanted to see how he was going to explain this away. “Your Majesty, her mother changed the…” “But yours was not affected. I do not think she can drug the minds of werewolves,” I argued. “It might be disastrous to underestimate her. She is resourceful and…” “You can search for her but must do it without raising alarm. Theophilus is to be married very soon and the pack is still mourning Lord Salmon. A human slave should not shift the attention of the pack,” I said in a firm voice.

I swallowed, and all the courage I had vanished. “ Let me go." I begged, getting on my knees. But I knew it wasn't going to work. And the evil laugh he had just let out at me proved it even more. Prey to fear, my thin legs trembled, my pain intensified, and my eyes widened with horror. My whole soul was in turmoil, and reality was in front of me. I was going to become a thing. A slave... And my master, my master, was surely going to make me regret every second of coming into the world.

"What are you? A stupid sorcerer?" The frustration could be seen in their faces. "We have something important to discuss," he told her and turned to look at me. "You're now my personal slave but this doesn't make you greater or bigger than the other slaves. You're just like every other slave, stupid and useless. You'll continue to work with them until the new competition." He told me. I frowned. A new competition? What did that mean? Was there going to be twists I didn't expect? Since they wanted me out of their miserable lives, I knew they would do anything they could to make me weak.

would never go out of style! The glass Alice Lim had poured for Elaine was almost overflowing. She had chosen the highest-proof vodka. Elaine wasn’t good at drinking hard liquor at all—she would definitely get drunk instantly if she drank it. But that wasn’t the most important thing. What mattered most was that Elaine knew: if Dave chose his mistress Cindy over her, she would never be able to hold her head up again—not in front of Cindy, not at the Bo company, and not within the Bo family! Elaine’s heart trembled. She didn’t even dare to look at Dave’s face, knowing she couldn’t win, but she still looked up at him. He was leaning lazily on the sofa in the VIP room, the colorful lights castin

This was my Plan B. I told Tina, "The rules for being a slave are simple, but like the rules of chess the implications are not. The first rule is that you must obey my every command without hesitation. The second rule is that you must never wear underwear unless I specifically tell you to. The third rule is that you must never allow yourself to orgasm unless I give you permission. The fourth and last rule is that you must always refer to me as 'Master' or 'Sir'. For the next two weeks you will follow these rules. All violations will be met with punishment." "I understand, Sir," Tina replied.

I stared at him wondering what he was trying to do. He leaned close to me. "Use your head, Zale, else you'll lose everything because of a slave." He warned while I gave everyone seated one last stare.

📙📙📙📙📙📙 📙📙📙📙 📙📙📙 📙📙 #OMNISCIENT_POV Things may have gone well for Sadiq and Jasmine but the same can not be said for Marida, as it is soon going to be in a state of peril and chaos. Deep inside the desert, The evil sorceress Laila goes berserk with rage and agitation, after finding out both father and son are dead, She screams out loud showing her displeasure, Her voice echoes in the cave making it to tremble a little, Her minions or rather children, the Djjins, crumble in fear hearing their mistress yell in anger..

Because they had chosen to fight for it. The bond was not a chain. It was a promise. And she would not break it. Lyla clenched her fists. Silver fire erupted from her skin. It poured through the void, shattering the shadows around her. The master recoiled. For the first time It stepped back. The void trembled. The darkness fractured. The master’s eyes narrowed. "Foolish." The sky above split open, revealing the Bloodmoon in full. The crimson light pulsed, casting deep shadows across the forest.