Novel & Cerita Slaves In Love

Later he asked seriously. My eyebrows met at his question. "No," I answered quickly. "Good. Because she's not good for you." There is silence between us for a second. "There is no such thing as love for me, Trace. And you know it. I don't fucking believe in love anymore. I just wanted to fuck her. Nothing more, nothing less." I said with a devilish smile, yet undoubtedly the inner me. "Then don't act like a crazy man, stalking her," Trace said remarkably.

I struggled to pull away, but his hold was firm, stronger than I could manage. "You love me?" he asked, his voice low and steady, shocking me to my core. "Yes... no..." I stammered, confused and flustered. "Be sincere... I just need your affirmation," he urged gently, lifting my chin so my eyes met his. "It’s pointless loving you," I whispered sadly. "Nothing can come out of it because I’m a slave. You have thousands of women better than me who want you. Why would I risk loving you? It would only end in heartbreak."

Deep down, she wanted him to start moving his finger in and out of her pussy. He said he will be gentle, now he's gentle but he was indirectly tormenting her badly. She loved how his finger felt at first, but now he was tormenting her. She needed him to fuck her with her finger. As a slave she was, she dare not tell him what to do. Mike could see her facial expression. She couldn't hide it. It was too much for her to handle. "Someone is getting furious but she can't do anything because she's a slave." Mike said mocking while doing what he does best. Jennifer tried to soften her face, worried that her frustration might upset Mike.

Alyssa said, "You think using the baby to force him into marrying you makes you special? He loves me. He will always love me. You'll never compare to that." Seeing that she hadn't provoked Solana's anger like usual, Alyssa felt the frustration building. Then, she suddenly smiled and added, "Solana, however much he used to love you, that's how much he'll hate you now!" Solana looked at her in confusion, not understanding. However, Alyssa only laughed louder and returned to the safe room. Moments later, terrible screams could be heard from inside. Solana's heart clenched. Without thinking, she sprinted toward the basement.

Then, she said, “You know what this sounds like, right?” Amelia narrowed her eyes. “Don’t say it.” Maya grinned. “Enemies to lovers.” Amelia groaned. “Maya, I swear—” “Just saying,” Maya sang. “It’s a classic trope.” “Not our trope,” Amelia shot back. Maya giggled. “We’ll see.” Amelia rolled her eyes. “Anyway,” she said, “enough about him. I have other news.” “Ooh,” Maya said. “Spill.”

- Elisa," I murmured. - Why can't anyone say my name? I saw Anthony give a half smile before we got into the car. - Where are we going? - I asked after a few minutes of silence. - A clinic specialized in artificial insemination and obstetrics, I have a friend there with whom I had already talked about my idea. Yesterday I told her about our... - he hesitated for a moment - Situation, so don't worry, she knows we have no romantic involvement or anything like that. I nodded without much enthusiasm and spent the rest of the trip reflecting on how crazy I was doing, Lena would probably kill me when she found out and Miguel would ask if I was crazy, but I couldn't change my mind, I had already de

In the largest slave market in this city, I, like them, was the merchandise for sale, while I, along with a few other girls, was the showpiece. I didn't know who made the rule that vampires can't have direct access to any slaves in the slave market. To please them, the slave trader Wells would cut our skin with a sharp knife and catch a bit in a wine glass for the vampire to taste. In order for the blood not to be wasted,philip would take enough blood after the application of a brown slime to my wounds to stop the bleeding. But that slime touched the skin like a branding iron sticking into a wound, and it made me scream in pain every time I was smeared with the slime.

I met my girl one afternoon while watching the sunset. She's a young and stunning girl, and she fell in love with me too. We got married last month, right after my divorce from my ex, whom I don't know where she is anymore. I didn't want to hear any news from Brazil. I simply erased that country from my life. I just want to live and enjoy my girl. She's a bit shallow, but that's not what interests me about her. It's her delicious body that I'm interested in. I know she doesn't love me, but we didn't deceive each other. We made an agreement: I provide a good life for her, and she gives me enjoyable sex whenever I want. And that's how we're living, no problems. I don't know how long this will

"I don't want to stay here, Master. I want to go home with you. And the other Masters. At least until my contract is over." "But you know you could stop any time, not just for this. You can say the word and we'll make sure you get a good transition, a better job. You're not really a slave here." "I know. I don't want to stop. I love what we have." Well, mostly - there were definitely Masters I enjoyed, and Masters I didn't'. "I love being your fuck toy. It wouldn't be the same here. And the not talking thing is already old. I'm ready to be done with that!"

The slaves were scared for their lives but cadis wouldn’t harm an innocent human, his teeth dripped with fresh human blood as he sniffed around following the scent of his mate. “This is pointless” he says to Valentine. “We were trying to save her now she is gone, who does that” Cadis says again but gets no response. “Please help us, free us and we will show you which way she followed” a female voice comes from one of the carriages, Cadis turns to look and sees a young lady hiding at the end of the carriage, he slowly shifts and lets Valentine take control even though he was still weakened by the wound from the second arrow. The slaves are so shocked by what they see and they all move away fr