Slave Novels & Stories

he half yelled again "Apologies if I Infuriated you. Am just stating the fact that a sèx slave doesn't have a right over a child. You've already said it,once I give birth I'll leave. And I have no problem with that. After all I don't want a thing;Am a slave, not a person anymore but an asset,a property. That can and will be used as the owner please. Once more I apologise for_" "Melanie stop!" he yelled breaking her little speech

"Mr. and Mrs. Rivers, after a fruitful discussion last night and this morning, your daughter has consented to join my household as one of my slaves. I can use her talents in graphic design and photography for my jewelry business and as a beautiful young woman, she can also model my jewelry in catalogs and personal showings. I will give her my collar in a ceremony this morning. Adele and Dorinda are making her collar now. You are invited to attend. She'll be pierced tomorrow before she leaves. "She needs a month to put her affairs in order in North Carolina and she'll be returning permanently when they are. Since today and tomorrow morning is the last time she'

The three girls exclaimed in horror with Lydia clamping her mouth shut and Mariam rushing out to check if any guard was listening to them. "I see you do not like your life and perhaps you enjoyed being punished, just pray no one heard you because it this got to the master, you would be as good as dead" Luciana said glaring at her. Galene scoffed not bothered about what would happen to her if someone heard and report to the master. What more could he do other than kill her. Oh, how she hates him that she felt like appearing at that war and slashing his throat. She hated the master for involving in slave trade and taking away her innocent as though she worth not

This felt disgusting and made her skin crawl. "She's perfect. Rosa, you have outdone yourself. Thank you. Your services are complete, and you can live your life peacefully within the pack. You, my dear, are coming home with me. Come on," he said as he grabbed the chains from Ollie. "Wait! What do you mean my services are done. Baby, you can mean this?" Rosa, Riley's mother exclaimed. "Oh, that silly nickname you insist on calling me. I don't need you anymore. you're done. This was a job, and you have completed it. You can find an empty shack on the pack lands and live there till you rot. Please don't waste my time."

Valentine was sick of feeling so out of control, he still preferred to have everything under control. “Valentine, I can feel she’s in critical condition! she wants to die! We have to save her right now! If you don’t want to go, let me out and I will save her!” Cadis shouted ,he didn’t expect his mate would be held captive by the humans to be sold as a slave or something and also, she was not in a good condition. No matter how he looked at it, It was something that couldn’t be said is good in any way.

Everyone seems to go quiet at my soft question as they wait for her to answer. “Oh no, Luna. I may be marked as a slave, but I am not a slave, and I love working here. To serve the Kings and the Queen is a great privilege and one I am thankful for. If it wasn’t for King Fredrick, I would still be a slave within my birth pack. He found me on one of his visits, bought me from my Alpha, and then set me free. I still have my mark, but what I do here is of my own choice.”

Cora was diligently working in the kitchen, focused on her task of preparing food for the pack. As she stirred the pot on the stove, her concentration was interrupted by an Omega slave who approached her with a sneer on her face. She had recognized her as one of the more antagonistic slaves who often taunted and belittled her.The Omega slave, with a superiority complex evident in her demeanor, called Cora a rejected slave, the words dripping with contempt. She tried to ignore the insult, reminding herself to stay composed and not let the Omega's words get to her.

His hand went around my waist, and before I knew it, he tugged at my hair, making my head jolt backward. I gave him a blank look before stepping away, and he chuckled, standing up straight and leaning down. He kissed my cheek, and I could feel them turning red. Then he patted my hip before turning back towards the stove. I stared at the tattoos on his back for a few more seconds, and he glanced at me before rolling his eyes. "My adoptive parents believed in black enslavement," he deadpanned, and I pursed my lips, genuinely shocked at that revelation. It made my heart ache as I imagined what he had been through to carry those marks. They were obviously caused b

“And…maybe beating numerous guys half to death because they were late on payments.” “Hey, in my defense, they were at least three weeks late and giving excuses upon excuses.” We both chuckle and fist bump. “Next we have the biggest player in the school—-“ She gets cut off by a very hot black-haired guy. “Rhea, I can introduce myself. I’m Caleb White. 22. Grade A.” Damn, his voice is deep. Wait, Grade A… “So you’ve committed murder yeah?” I ask. “Yes and did I hear a little bit of excitement under your voice just now?”

I was told nothing. "I'm sorry, Master," I said from my gulag in the back seat. "What are you sorry for?" Master asked. "For spending so much time with Zoe, sir." "I gave you permission to be with Zoe." "Yes, Master, but I was gone a long time, even halfway through lunch." "And why would that be a problem for me?" Master asked. "The first duty of a slave is to ensure the pleasure of her Master. I was not available to you, sir. I was gone longer than you expected."