Novel & Cerita Slave Wife

In four words, they made us slaves. If you are lucky, you could either be sold off as a slave. A house slave, a war slave, a lucky slave who can become a werewolf is she mated to a wolf. The worst of it all was a Sex Slave. They are usually the worst, and although they have high advantage and gain more favor unlike the rest of the slaves, the sex slaves could be killed anytime.

He calls me Queen, but that will never be possible, a slave like me can't be Queen. Lilian and Lily, yes, they're beautiful, they're imposing, and they certainly know a lot more than I do. Soren may not want them anymore, but if I'm in his way, then surely they're both right not to want me around. "Ayla, I don't know what you're thinking, I can't even imagine what you've been through... Living your whole life as a slave, they didn't even bother to give you a name." Victor began to speak again. "But nothing they've said is true, you're worth it, no one deserves to be treated the way you were."

A more not so energetic woman greets me, and I didn't know her, "She's one of King Shun Yu's purchases on a bidding.." Shane whispers to me purchase? and bidding oh our agency said that there is this hidden bidding for Lesbian Slaves, well you can't be a slave if your not poor or your willing to be a Slave. "I'm Lovely the 3rd Slave" Lovely introduces herself then wink, I smile and smirk too. "She is a purchase to" Shane whisper again then I nod. "I'm Mitch the 4rt Slave and this is Lizy and Lily the 5th and 6thSSlaves, " Mitch said then pointed at the Twins, they are all beautiful.

, Elora asked tailing behind her, " You have to take your bath, eat and do your duties ", " What duties?", " At the mansion, cleaning, washing, and doing the bedding ", Isha said, " what's your name?", " Elora", " Hm. How did you get to rank up so fast? Heard you're a new slave, caught trying to escape; who are you?" She suddenly paused and turned back to look at her. Elora looked around, not knowing what to say, "Um. I'm just..a slave",

Before he could complete , she gets up from the bed and landed a slapped on his face, she holds his collar and shouted on him:" How dare you , how dare you to touch me. Don't forget your position, you are just a worker , my slave. I purchased you , I paid for you . How can you think to sit on the same bed , how can you think I will let you touch me. You are just a slave " The word "slave' increase Viren anger , he jerked her hand away from his collar and shouted on her, matching her tone:" You are right , I am your slave. But if I remembered according to the contract you want baby from me, then what happened now? According to my knowledge , we have to touch each other for having a baby , th

I gripped his hand when he was about to remove his hold from my neck. “I want you to claim me as the woman you desired the most, my King. I don't mind if you will fuck me roughly, or bang my pussy until I beg you to stop me. I'm Ashianna, your slave, your concubine and your wife is begging you to take me in a ruthless way.”

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.

Someone like her? She's never called anyone that; never! People had been the ones to always adore her. Too bad she's not the multi-billionaire Nina again. She's now a sex slave to a devil. "You know what to call me. Don't call me by my name again." He warned. "Ma.....master, I'm...too weak to do anything. My body aches." She finally concluded and waited for an answer. An answer that determines whether she's going to be set free from him this moment or the one that determines she's going to pass soon.

The crowd murmured in approval as she rotated between them, pleasuring each one with desperate skill until one finally bid high enough to claim her. I felt my wolf pacing restlessly beneath my skin. These women had been stripped of everything—identity, will, dignity. Reduced to numbered flesh trained to crave the cruel hands of powerful men. Slave 52. Slave 23. Slave 7. Slave 41. Each one was displayed fully naked, their chokers the only mark of ownership. When bidding lagged, they offered themselves without shame—mouths working cocks, bodies grinding, hands stroking, voices pleading. All of them conditioned to find purpose only in submission.