Slave Wife Training Novels & Stories

"Zachariah has also mentioned that there are sex slave camps as well..." "Well, there are 3 main illegal packs, camps or villages, the first two you know the Sex and the slave, now they really speak for themselves. The sex slave camps, packs or villages, what they are called depending on who's territory you are in at the time, are used to train both males and females in sexual pleasure but it is not a willing choice, most are sold into the camps and are forced to submit or face punishments. The slave camps, packs, or villages are used again to train both males and females in the art of service. Most are part of a slave village and then are sent to a sex village once they are of age... It is

Because of her build and good looks, she was added to Jan's harem immediately and trained to become both a Submissive and a Dominant. Jan kept a harem of both male and female beauties on the ranch. These ones were trained to serve clients with special needs who were influential enough to be given access to the ranch. These slaves lived on the ranch for maximum of 10 years depending on their ages when they were brought in, after which they were either sent out to the clubs or resold. Because after 10 years, they were deemed used up. Some of them were lucky enough to even gain some resemblance of freedom in the sense that they would be allowed to live wherever they wanted while still working f

The boy looked so much like her Master, Ice Pick. Oh what a dream! Suddenly, a bright light shone on her face, making her jumping out of the bed fearfully. "Seriously? You don't want to stop, do you, Ice Pick?!" She grunted with a frown as she sat on the bed and hissed loudly. "Woah!" A familiar feminine voice exclaimed, "if this is how slaves are being treated, then passing as a trainer won't be a problem for me." That voice...Sophia's eyes went wide open, "Annie is here!" Her subconscious mind screamed, and she turned to see Alice and Annie staring at her.

said Amar, surprising Axelina who was busy with her own thoughts. “Don't call me your wife with your dirty mouth, Amar. I'm not your wife. I'm just your sex slave. I'm too high with the title of wife. I'm not that different from the bitch you usually buy with your money,” said Axelina smiling sadly. Axelina smiled bitterly lamenting her current situation. Amar felt pinched by the words that came out of Axelina's lips. Even though the reality is really like that. “Eat first! Since morning you haven't eaten anything,” said Amar.

he said flatly. “I’m here,” I said, cutting him off gently. “That’s all that matters. We’re together.” He studied me for a second, the he nodded. “Okay.” I pulled him back into another hug before I could stop myself. Being a ward wasn’t ideal. He was basically a slave. They’d train him to do a job, like serve or clean. But it was better than the alternative. At least he was alive. “Are you hungry?” he asked as he pulled away.

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.”

I banged maniacally into the slave as the earlier argument flashed in my eyes and her words repeated in my head. How dare she say I brought chaos to her life! My fist tightened on the slave’s hair, and I pushed in and out with speed. The sound of skin slapping against each other filled the room. The slave's moans and cries followed. With those thoughts, I felt my release build. After about fifteen minutes of thorough rutting, the slave’s knees jerked violently, and she clenched around me, gasping in the air. I pulled out, and she spread her legs apart and squirted, her body shuddering violently.

We stood facing each other, both breathing hard and covered in a light sheen of sweat. "You're a natural," He said, and there was pride in his voice. "Sylvia, I've trained warriors for years, and I've never seen anyone take to combat like you just did. You have instincts that can't be taught." "Maybe it's because I've spent my whole life fighting to survive," I said quietly. "Being a slave, you learn to read people and to anticipate violence before it happens. Maybe that translates." His expression darkened. "You'll never be anyone's slave again. I swear it."

I said. "Ok, slave. Very well." he said and sat down again. "That flower vase...I want it to be there." he said pointing to a flower vase. I nodded and went there. "Ok. All done. Good job, slave." he said looking around and smiled. I am so tired that I think I will fall into pieces any minute. Every time he calls me "slave" I get an urge to punch him. I am so tired I think I don't have any strength to even for that. It's one in the night and now he is satisfied with the arrangements. He made me arrange everything, the hall, the rooms, the kitchen. He really enjoys troubling me.

Vivian was enraged by these words, but she didn't dare to lose her temper with Prince Thomas's eyes on her. I knew that she wouldn't let me live a peaceful life after we went to the training ground together, but I was not afraid. ** Vivian's POV: That bitch, Brenda, really pissed me off! So what if I apologized to her? A slave was a slave. What about the qualifications to participate in the special training? How could she be better than me, a pure-bred noble? The royal training ground was built on Manage Island, which was located on the border of Godden Kingdom.