Slave Wife Training Novels & Stories

She sobbed and I pulled at her hair which made her hair sob loudly. The next second, I felt my fluid at the edge and hers too. She squirmed and cried, thrashing as her juice spilled out of her. After her release came mine and she faced me to swallow every one of mine like she always did. I put on my trousers after and grabbed another cigarette from the table. “Get out,” I walked over to the reading table. “Master,” she called while fixing her dress. “Hm.” I rasped. “I want to speak about the new girl. Since she is the new sex slave, I suggest you let me train her and she can work as a maid in the house. This way she would be paying for the feeding and clothing you will be giving her.”

"Imagine showing a prospective client the wonderful Slave Jeannette. A woman who can discuss current events, once we tell her to watch the news of course, logically and intelligently. A woman, who can discuss art, again once trained, music, and oh by the way, can suck you cock like a lollypop. A slave, who craves your every attention, be it sexual, or a whipping. Wouldn't that client be more inclined to participate if he had such an example before him?" Dominique looked right into Devon's eyes as she asked the next question. "How long have you loved her Devon?" "I don't know that I do. She's a fascinating subject of study, certainly. She's a valuable training tool; you've read the reports of

“Saying something, old man?” “Do we really need to guard this lady along with you, Boss?” He sounded like pissed or something. I scoffed. Boss, huh? “I’m telling this to Adam!” Seeing Francisco and his ugly apprentice makes my blood boiled. If it wasn’t for them, I wouldn’t have been putted in this kind of situation! Imagining being in someone's hands, who’s dangerous and could kill you in the blink of an eye. Who would be happy, huh? Adam has the upper hand and controls me based on what he wants. It’s like he’s my master and I’m his slave. Following all his orders until he says so.

In fact, for most of us, it had been a decade since we saw a human boy in person. I was brought to The Cell at thirteen-years-old. They stuck me in that place for three years, before I was transported here, to Lockheart Botique—a small slave emporium in the market district. Sixteen was not the age of purchase for a slave, but rather, the age where we first began our lessons. We were taught how to provide for our masters, how to please them, and how to act as good service for the rest of our lives. The aunts wanted us well-prepared before we reached the proper selling age of eighteen. After all, a slave’s attitude toward their master was their most important attribute.

Though truth be told, I did little more than wait my turn, yet my body has already decided that it's done enough for the day. Tossing some crispier bits of bacon and an omelette onto my plate, I make my way towards a dining table. There are three set up in the room, which sits just off of the kitchen. I plant myself at the emptiest one and feel myself tense up a little, feeling every pair of eyes at the table on me. The ones who were animatedly talking become silent as I settle down. I cringe inwardly and avoid looking at any of them. “It’s Lisandra- the slave; the bait,” I can hear a taunting voice, purposely just loud enough for me to hear.

You call for me ma'am"" "Yea I wanna know the total maid in the house if there's any free place where I can assign her" The man brought out a book and check through it "The young Miss Sofia,Mrs Smith daughter has 15 maids,the first floor 11,the second floor 9"he stopped " the young master has no maid" "What about the maids I assign for him??" Mrs smith said "He send them away" Mrs smith exhale "Assign Darcie as his personal maid" she said

I replied and Tristan's eyes widened in horror. "What did he want from a little girl?" He asked me. "He said Marie will be a slave for him forever. She will be trained to get naked and crawl into anyone's bed. He said she would be a prostitute and will serve him for the rest of her life until she would take her last breath. That pig wanted to sell my sister for the rest of her life. I could bare anything but I was not the person who would let him use my sister as a prostitute. I declined his offer then offered him to take me instead of my baby sister." I replied and Tristan chuckled darkly.

Her urge to escape this place only increased. “Do you understand what a slave is?” asked Zoe. Penny lowered her eyes and nodded. “I have to be a servant in the castle.” Zoe tittered. “No it means that you have to do exactly what your king asks you to do without asking questions. You can’t ask for compensation and if you go against his wishes, he will punish you severely.” Penny shuddered. “So be a good girl and attend to my liege properly,” said Zoe almost like an order. She turned and swayed out of the room. Ludwig followed her right behind.

“Soaking my fingers like a needy whore on her first night. I’m going to train you, Sophia. Every evening after the staff leaves, you’ll report to me for service. You’ll learn to edge for hours. You’ll learn to take my cock down your throat, in your cunt, and eventually in that tight little ass. You’ll crawl if I tell you to. You’ll beg. And you’ll thank me for every orgasm I decide to give you.” “Yes— fuck— yes, Master!” The new title slipped out naturally. His fingers sped up, driving her right to the edge again. He leaned down, hot breath against her ear. “Come for me now, little maid. Come all over your employer’s fingers like the filthy slut you are.” The command shattered her.

"Tonight, has shown me that I've been to relaxed in my claiming of you all. First Janice and now Charlotte have both stepped out of their place. So, I am going to finish training each of you now. But I want to give each of you one last opportunity to say no and leave. Do you want to be my four sister-wives? Understand that you will be my slaves and I will be your complete Master. So answer me do you want me to own you?" There came a resounding, "Yes Master." from all four of them. "Then you will repeat after me and everything you repeat will sink deep into your soul and become your truth. You will be changed by what you repeat and it will be eternal do you understand?" I pushed that command