Slave Wife Training Mga Nobela at Kwento

“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

She looked just as pale as the rest of them but there was an aura of dominance she gave off. If looks could kill, Lucy would have been six feet with the looks she was getting, and just like her venomous look, her voice also mirrored the same stance as she started to speak before they could even open the door. “Guess the rumors are true Damien, you really did take a slave.”

She walked to the back of the dungeon, as she slowly dropped the dirty clothes, and then started washing them with her shaking hands. Even the Alpha of the silver pack is careless about the slave and how they live their lives, to him he paid for them and how they live and die has nothing to do with him. So many of the slaves lost their life due to torture from the pack members and Lydia. Some were even used as a scapegoat by the Pack warriors during their training as they all called it A FIGHT FOR SURVIVAL. Where they are made to fight and dare not defeat anyone from the pack. Cora washes the clothes as she reflects on her miserable life and wishes she will be free from this excruciating pai

They chorused with a bow, and I backed them. "Have you seen the new slave?" I snapped with a scoff. "Yes Master Stone" They chorused again. "I want you Delia to teach everything she needs to know about being a slave" I said with a smirk. "Yes Master Stone" Delia nodded her head immediately. "Is there any of the slaves being an asshole to you, Lioness?" I turned to look at her, and saw that she looked rather sad. "Yes Master Stone" The muscular build lady agreed. Anger engulfed me, and I quickly flashed my fierce eyes open the more.

She wasn't pondering anything. Before entering a room, the servant offered her advice. "You've been trained your entire life for this. Didn't you spend four years learning how to satisfy a man? And soon, your dream will come true—you'll meet your master." "My master?" That was the first thing she said after a long spell of confusion. It was true; Anna, as a slave, had been taught for 4 years how to please a man, though of course, she'd only be pleasing one: whoever would buy her.

he stated. He instructed one of his men to bring in one of his sluts to teach me. She smudged her face with a disgusting thick powder and heavy makeover. “Mr. David, you called for me,” she said as she walked up to him. “Yes, I need to tame my new whore. I want her to know slaves are not permitted to defy their master. Slaves are permanently under their master’s feet, and they have no control of their lives because it belongs to their master. So, now on your knees,” he commanded her.

“ I have not forgotten it. I hope you can have sex with me because you like me. I know this is not easy, so I will not insist. After all, I am your slave, do whatever you want to do to me. I will not struggle again.” Cody looks at me with a doubtful smile. “ I hope you are not playing any tricks, you sly human. Otherwise, I will make you pay for that.” I smile flatteringly like a real slave. “ I will never trick you, my dear master.” I do not know if Cody believes what I said, after all, my words even disgusted myself.

"I have to go to a meeting. Do the laundry out by the river, and then put it back here when you are done. I should be finished with the meeting in a little over an hour." I give him a look. "Am I your maid now? You found use in me while I was comforting you, but now you treat me like a slave, telling me to off and do your dirty laundry." "You are not a maid," he insists, huffing like a child that's explained something over and over again. "But I've treated you like a princess for a very long time. Whereas you do one thing and that's refusing. It's time you do work. Even the harem girls work. Every woman in my kingdom works. And don't spit that 'my kingdom does not do that' back at me because

She on the other hand is the girl whose parents were killed, was made a slave, and now has powers she has no idea how to use. She felt small compared to her mates and wondered if the Moon Goddess did not make a mistake when pairing her with them. Growing up she was excited about meeting her mate and that feeling intensified when she was a slave. She prayed for her mate to come and find her. maybe save her from the life of slavery she was living, but as years went by and she did not shift. She gave up on the mate thinking that maybe she really was human and had no mate like werewolves do.