Slave Novels & Stories

Wondering how she could ever go back home, Ariana clasped her palms to pray. "Then, do you know what a 'slave' mean?" Arian asked to see the girl shaking her head innocently. "Slave is us, the person who would be sold until a buyer comes and become our master." Unable to sentenced out the girl's life, Aurby broke free from the girl's large eyes and drew out a few breaths. "If they become our master, we should forever obey them. If we don't, they would kill us in the worst case." "K- Kill?" Her fidgeting hand fell nervously.

And I wonder how he even got the 'lethal concoction'. The mare — Hijar, which means messenger of death in Kintilese — snorts as we reenter the forest. I pat her head, leaning on her neck and wrapping my hands around her. It took us mere hours to arrive at the village when we were making our escape and I wonder why the security around the forest isn't tight at all. Do the slavemasters underestimate the slaves that much? Well, it's my luck that I can gain easy entry. The taskmaster won't stand a chance against me. Even the whole army of taskmasters who oversee the plantation won't stand a chance. I'm invincible.

, he says with his warm smile softening a bit. "What do you mean? How can one become not a slave? I have a microchip. My master can find me if I run. And if I take out the microchip, I will die anyway. That's a silly feeling to have, sir.", I argue, as I look down into my lap. "Oh, but dearie, do you not know that slaves can be freed by their masters if they choose to do so? "Freed?"

She punched from granny's born body and started coming at me. I looked at her eyes and they were stone white. She was possessed through the slave bond!!!. As per the law, the slave bond cannot be broken, without the master's permission or master's death. Spo until Aya die, she wouldn't be coming back. But I cannot level her like that.

JULIA When Master got up the next morning, two slaves eagerly sucked his knob, earning our clothes and competing for the prize of his cum. It was the last time we'd be doing this unless Master changed his mind about keeping Lisa, at least, as his slave. I understood why Master didn't want to keep sharing his wife with others, and I had other reasons to quit my slavery as well, but Lisa could continue to serve as Master's slave. I surprisingly had no problem with it. Two slaves can become very close when serving a single Master. Once w

“Let me tell you something, Irene. Stop thinking about when you were still a slave. You left that life eight years ago. You are no longer a slave and please stop seeing yourself as a slave,” I exhaled. “Okay, I’m sorry.”

"You see Fred, I kinda knew lady Zoe won't allow you to go scot-free after such a statement, so I sent you and now I'm the next! Yes! I'm now worthy of cleaning her room!" "What the heck?" Dale marveled at the spell of servitude on him and how he began cleaning the room with utmost eagerness. He opened the windows, dusted off its frames, packed up the dirty clothes and all. He brought out two large sacks, one he used in packing in the dirty clothes, and the other he smuggled the dead man in, and brushed dried blood stains off the wooden floor. He wore his shirt and left the room, leaving the door open.

If only she knows how Sia treats me. “What’s with the choker?” She touched it. “Oh it’s just a slave tag”. “A slave tag? You’re a slave?” “You seem surprised”. “I am. I never expected it. I once thought slavery had been abolished”. She snorted. “Abolished? Impossible. It was never abolished Crinka. I doubt anyone would want to put an end to selfless service”. “Back home, only humans captured in war could be slaves. Does the same happen here?”

Bethel smiled at her. "You feel pain right. You started growing soft all of a sudden right? I had trained you, making you heartless, inhuman and a bloody killer yet you had betrayed me, helping my slave to escape under my men's watch. Because you believe I was not treating her fairly, why the fuck do you think she was called a slave. For her to be treated well? Hell no, she was called a slave because she was the one to take my fucking pains and agonies. She is the one to bear them. But now, you do have to bear her pains till she is found, maybe, treating you like a slave

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