Slave Novels Novels & Stories

She said trying to catch her breath. "Oh my God! The king is going to kill me!" She whisper shouted. "He doesn't have to know. Come on Tierra, you can't tell me you don't feel this connection between us." Damien moved closer to her but Tierra pushed him back. "Connection!? My Prince, I don't know if you realised it but I'm a slave, your a prince. I'm black, your white. This is illegal!" Her eyes watered. "I'm sorry your highness but I can't do this. Goodnight." She said before entering the closed door.

She had already taken her tray as well as Lillian did. “Slaves eat last.” He sneered as he looked at me in disgust. It was as if he was seeing me as nothing but trash who deserved nothing. “She’s a Princess! You should be ashamed.” Sylvia snapped. “She’s not my princess. She’s a slave. And I will treat her like it. There’s nothing you can do, little mouse.” He got in her face which angered me. One thing I really hated was boys acting big and tough.. acting like they were better and stronger than girls.

I could remember, it all started that day. As a slave, we were never meant to go any closer to the young masters. Not even as much as to breath in the same air as them. Their food, clothes, and other belongings were only to be touched by the "senior slaves". But never call them that-those vengeful creatures, they hate to be categorised with us but that wouldn't change the fact that they are also slaves but only favoured. Lyla has just became one of these "favoured ones"and she wouldn't stop riding over it. She has found a necklace which Madame has misplaced and she was compensated with the promotion.

"What would you prefer?" "I think Master Scott is correct, sir. While I enjoyed the experience of Labor Day and happy I tried it once, I'd prefer not doing it on a regular basis. I'd much prefer learning to satisfy one Master completely than serving many less well. One of the things I learned from Slut and Rose is though they are used in their Mistresses business as training aids and therefore used by many other people, they much prefer serving their Mistress than the others they are required to have sex with. After the party, Rose spent the night with me and she enjoyed herself, but not half so much as she enjoyed coming home to her Mistress. They both said there is a someone out there for

A few female slaves could be seen in the room, their worn-out dress barely concealing their bodies except for their womanhood region and their breasts layers. "Late King Dawson never practiced the act of slaves," Jeffrey mumbled on catching sight of the slaves, although he could tell they weren't his pack members. "Well, there's one now. Queen Isle, his wife made a new law. The other kingdoms were in support of her choice. So, slaves have becomes a thing in the present," Lady Macbeth replied, her hand signaling at the slaves and they hurried to get the cold bath ready. Jasper hugely scowled, his hands fussing with his torn shirt as he removed it and threw it to the floors.

He said, chuckling malevolently as he shut the cage door, then threw the cloth cover over it. Elena didn't know what to think. Yes, she had felt that they would be killed and their blood would be used as refreshments, but she didn't think that they would use them as slaves. It's been a long time since she had heard that word, and that was when she snuck in to listen to history lessons given to her stepsister. There were slaves before and during the war. After the war, it was abolished in all three kingdoms; Tush, Neba, and Pres. Some servants got paid for their services, while poor people who could barely care for themselves were given minor jobs. She shouldn't be surprised that the blood ki

Camilla’s smug smile whenever Daniel walked by made me want to carve it off her face with a knife. From what I’d learned from Kayla, Maria and Camilla were Daniel’s oldest slaves, so they mostly claimed ownership of him. The audacity of it made my blood boil. The other girl, Sophie, was always quiet. According to Kayla, she’d had a very tough time with her old master before Daniel took her. She acted insane most of the time and was always burying herself in books, like she was trying to disappear into other worlds because this one had broken her too badly. At least she didn’t compete for Daniel’s attention.

I don't want to go there but they send invitations nonstop as if they think that I will go to their disgusting auction. “But, sir. They already know about your identity and you are still a member." What he said made me growl in annoyance. I actually don't know why I ended up signing up for them. All I remember is I was drunk and wanted something sweet when they asked me to join their secret group called Sweet Delights. I really thought that it was for VIPs however when I attended their invitations, it was a human auction for slaves. Men and women are there with their masks on. Well, I do love having a slave and I had so many ones before but nothing interests me which made me want to leave th

I thought of screaming for help, but then again, who would help a slave that was being sold for a ridiculous amount? Slave, s3x slave… a new life I never thought would be attached to my name. Once a princess and now a slave, who would have thought things don't last forever. The happiness, the joy, the laughter, families, friends, and so on would last forever. Nothing seems to be forever. Just a snap of the finger and everything will be erased, leaving nothing but darkness, sorrow, pain, and death.

Each of them with their face down and their hands crossed over each other at the front. Lexi approached with calculated steps, swaying his gaze from maiden to maiden as he strolled towards me. He stopped in front of a maiden and grabbed one of her breasts. I was used to seeing him act like that. Treating women so disrespectfully as if he owned them. But was I wrong? He actually owned them. Some of us were servants while some were slaves. Slaves and servants held different meanings in Crescida. A slave is someone who is bought and made to work without any wage but a servant is one who works for his wage. So the treatment actually differs.