Slave Mind Bg3 Novels & Stories

All he had to do was go to Master's work and follow him here, no matter what Master drove, so he'd always have to be careful coming back here. Master kissed us all goodbye and told us we could nap three to a bed. We immediately sought a bed when Master left, cuddling together. The other two slept fairly easily. I had more difficulty. I kept thinking of what might happen to me tonight. I don't know why I thought I could usurp Mistress Dark's slaves. It was foolish of me and now she could punish me with Master's permission. She belonged to the BDSM club. I'm sure she was familiar with all kinds of ways to punish slaves, most of them unpleasant. I imagined someone trying to take me away from Ma

The apothecarist did not change her behaviour until all three players left her shop with her coffee supply. Thrilled, Zen told them to wait. “Let’s recheck it,” he told them. “Maybe she would reset. I could use a little more coffee if I have to deal with hundreds of blue slimes.” Hundreds? The main quest only requested fifteen slime eyes. With Zen’s slime Midas touch, he didn’t have to go that far.

Xatia said happily, “You’ve gained a great blessing, Master. It’s a real eye-opener.” Rebella said emotionally, “The Ultimate Golden Body! It’s basically a ticket to the Daeclon Rank.” At that moment, James held up the silver pagoda in his hand. With a thought, three black and white flashes of light shot toward the southern end of the battlefield. The black and white light immediately wrapped the three soulless powerhouses sealed by the violet-gold evil spirits. The three soulless powerhouses belonged to Franciscus, Thea and Yegor.

A beam of pure, silver-and-violet light shot out from the Northern Ridge, piercing the silver hull of the lead Loom-Hunter ship. Meilin felt her consciousness tear away from the "Actual." She felt the mud of the valley vanish, replaced by a cold, infinite cathedral of black glass. This was the Loom Hive-Mind—the archive of a billion devoured civilizations. The Heart of the Dark In the center of the black glass sat a man. He was curled in a fetal position, his skin glowing with a faint, dying indigo light. He was covered in black thorns—the "Loom-Strings" that were slowly draining his memories, turning his love for Meilin into cold, usable data.

How could he suggest for her to be his slave pet? Noticing her scornful gaze, Damian raised a brow. ‘Is she scolding me in her mind right now? So cute.’ He sat back in his chair and tapped his thigh with his hand. “So… now that we’ve canceled your debt. Shouldn’t we come up with an agreement as master and pet?” ‘What? Master and pet?’ Evelyn sneered and folded her arms across her chest, forgetting she was with the mafia. “I have conditions. You WILL NOT touch me without my permission.” She said haughtily and flipped her hair.

Ragnar still hadn't retreated. “But of course,” Melany said. “You do not really worry about your slaves, do you?” My eyes lifted to meet hers. “I heard what happens to them,” she continued, slower this time. “You fuck them. Then they die.” I did not flinch. I’d grown used to the blood on my hands. But hearing it from her, said aloud... Still, I kept my voice calm. “Who told you that?” She just shrugged, sinking deeper into the water.

It is impossible for me to feed all the monsters alone. The monsters are spawned as newborns, which means they cannot hunt for themselves. The problem can be solved, however. It's all about traps. In the same way, as the pigs fell into the nest, I could create traps and lay bait for the monsters, which would provide me and my army with food. However, all of that could wait. [21 hours] There is only a day left until the wave begins. It's finally time. [STATUS] Name: JIN Race:Demon of Sloth(Elite)

I hissed. Liam didn’t answer back. As I heard the door shut, I looked back outside. Calling a servant, I ordered him to bring me two slaves. A few minutes later, the two slaves came in. Handsome as I like them. Using my mind control, I order them to get into the bathtub with me. As my fangs elongate, I suck them dry. They wouldn’t know what came to them. Licking my lips, I smile. “Tasty,” I smirked devilishly, “Bring me four more.”

Martha didn’t respond to what the werewolf just said to her and kept her calm. The werewolf was angry at Martha and got even angrier when it noticed Tyler approaching her with another tumbler of water. It let out a huge groan and said, “You better not listen to her demands Tyler. Remember they are not our guests but just slaves” Both Cindy’s and Benjamin’s eyes widened as they heard themselves labeled as slaves in front of their daughter. Martha didn’t show any signs of getting offended upon getting called as a slave since she believed she was smart enough to not register the bullshit coming out of the werewolf’s mouth.

Galene muttered shocking Master Robin. "If you have nothing else to say toe then I would take my leave," Galene said and turned around to walk away. "Stop Galene" Master Robin called in a hard tone and Galene paused but didn't turn around. "Since you prefer being a slave to having freedom and power then I'll grant your wish. "Henceforth, you will become Mariam's handmaid, you will be answerable to her whenever she needs you and any complain she brings to me about you, you will be severely punished" Master Robin stated.