Novel & Cerita Slave Wife

Revenge, Eric reminded himself. That's the point of all this. Revenge, twelve years of planning and only a few months to start. As a slave trainer, he trained at least twenty girls. Some are voluntary, offering themselves as a pleasure slave to escape poverty, sacrificing freedom in return for security. Others were the daughters of impoverished peasants, forced to come to him in order to lighten the load and exchange for a dowry. A few more were the fourth or fifth wives of patriarchs and bankers, sent by their husbands to learn how to satisfy the different "taste" of their husbands. But for this particular slave, whom he had his eye on from across the busy street – she was different. She wa

“As to what they want with you, it’s pretty clear by now.” I shook my head, feeling overwhelmed. “In this business, women are treated nothing more than slaves, if I am being blunt, then I’d use the term sex slaves. You’re with them because they enjoy you, not because they are in love with you or something. You’re there for their pleasure and wife is just a term they gave you on a whim. When you’re useless, then toss you around. Even going to the extent of selling you to the next highest bidder. Just like your father did.”

“if she can be replaced with thousands of women, why don’t you do so, I believe you have thousands of women at your disposal, use them and forget about her” Vincent glared at him, “I will get you back for this, you can’t continue to humiliate me like this, I will have what I want”. “regardless, he is right, this tradition has been going on long before your father’s reign, slave were meant to serve their masters in whatever way, most especially a slave whore, it is her duty to please people that are above her, after all we hold her life in our hands”. “she’s a royal mistress, not a slave whore”.

But what he said next just enough for my every hope crushed into pieces. “A girl like you. Who works in a club making a show of her in front of a million men is not made to be a respectful wife. You’re made only to be in my arms not in my heart. Your nothing but my slave. A doll only to give me pleasure. So just obey your master doll. Because you wouldn’t like to get on my bad side. Do you.”

one of them muttered to me as I stepped back, like, I was so shocked and it took a huge toll on me. “Sex slave? That is like being an... that's like being a prisoner, at the same time, a prostitute because she's a slave and she's given her body to somebody who is supposed to marry her. Isn't he supposed to marry her actually?” I said to them as they looked at each other, shaking their heads.

Every year, a new girl is brought to the mansion as a slave and gradually ranks up to a servant till she becomes a house maiden which is the highest rank ever held by a slave girl. The slave is the lowest rank in the mansion and it’s usually held by a set of girls who were brought from the southern part of their region that is plagued by poverty, diseases and hunger. The servant rank is usually for girls who had served the house for more than four years, they’re believed to have more experience and insight on how to please the master. While the house-maiden rank, also called the House maids is held by girls who have spent more than 7 years in the house.

I set my eyes on the longs notes and I began to read. _A SIGNED AGREEMENT BETWEEN MISS CORVETTE VINCENTE AND MR NICHOLAS HILLS_ #CONTENT Miss Corvette Vincete hereby submits to Mr Nicholas Hills as his sex slave. SEX SLAVE: A slave kept for the purpose of sexual exploitation. It is a condition in which one human being is owned by another and is forced or otherwise coerced into working in the sex trade. RESPONSIBILITIES OF MISS CORVETTE VINCENTE (sex slave) to MR NICHOLAS HILLS (master)

She licked them clean, then kissed me, letting me taste her. As her breathing returned to normal, she said, "What a Master does with a slave, is no more unfaithful than what a slave does for her Master. If she agrees to be your sex slave and you accept her slavery, you're not having sex with Lisa McManus, neighbor and your wife's friend; you're using a slave as she's meant to be used, without limits. The same rules that apply to a slave apply to the Master. I would be greatly offended and hurt if you were to have sex with another free person, just as you would be if I did anything outside the bounds of my slavery. This is not that. If you have a slave, you must use her. That is her function

Cassandra snapped, struggling. But the warriors dragged them toward the gate without pause. Cassandra’s furious voice echoed through the courtyard. “You will regret this, Seraphina!” When they reached the gate, I spoke again. “If I ever see Vanya near this slave quarters again,” I frown, “I will have her limbs cut off.” Vanya’s face went pale. For once… she had nothing to say. The warriors pushed them both out beyond the gate. After they left, I turned to the remaining warriors. “You two,” I said, pointing to them.They stepped forward immediately. “You will oversee the slave labor from now on.”