Slaves In Love Novels & Stories

I’ve always hated being the center of attention. “And because of her survival, we’ve had over a year being Master and Slave. A year to grow, to learn from each other.. to become friends, to become more than friends. It is why I stand here before you all today.. because of the love I share with her.. I am here to publicly release her from being my slave.” He said. Many of the people gasped, some even growled.. but he would tolerate none of 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.

I love. I can't love him. He won't ever love me back. I'm his slave and that's it. He uses me for pleasure and in return I get to worship him and get used how I like. It's all about the sex and the power and I'm okay with that. I think.

I show my anger by waving my arms and clenching my fists. "You're a smart girl." She nodded. "Do you want to know why there is this rule?" She asked me. "I'd like to know if I could." I wanted to get as much of the truth as I could. "If a human girl falls in love with a man, then she won't let anyone else enter their pussy. Slaves don't need feelings, much less be in love with anyone." "Your pussy doesn't belong to you and you can't deny your Alpha to enter you whenever he wants to. If a slave does fall in love with her Master then I will punish her."

He might be incomplete but for Sandra she could see all her happiness in him. He was caring and loving. He would bear all her stupidness and never put blame on her for anything. This is what a woman wants. A woman can fell in love with a slave. She can choose a slave over a king if she is truly in love. You can not create boundaries in love. You can not create rules in love. Love makes it's own rule. And the first rule of love is... there are no rules. *l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l*

“I, Mason Graham hereinafter referred to as slave, do of my own free will, and being of sound mind and body, do hereby offer myself in consensual slavery to Gianna Clover, hereinafter referred to as Mistress.” He would have found the word “Slave” demeaning before but for Gianna, he seemed to have no problem with anything. “Normally, My past subs and I often renew our contracts more than three months but given that you’re my boyfriend. We do not have a speculated date to end this but if you do not want to partake in this anymore, don’t think about how I’d feel, you made me realize love is all about making sacrifices, I can also give up anything for you.”

I want to see my parents again. Even though they’re the ones who sold me into this nightmare, even though they betrayed me in the cruelest way imaginable… I still love them. Is that weakness? Maybe. But even a slave has the right to love. Even a broken heart still remembers home.

Kael said with a final tone. What the fuck was wrong with this damned vessel, doesn't she learn? The last she fell in love literally led to her being a slave, and she still believes in love?

But as your personal slave,” I replied. - It doesn't matter. In time, he will realize that we belong together. — Rhea insisted. I rolled my eyes. —But what if he doesn't want me? — I asked as I returned to the room. — He will want you! I know that! — said Rhea, full of determination. - Yes of course. Look at us! He literally turned us into his slaves. Ah, Goddess, please give me strength to endure what is yet to come. I was struggling to control my mind, which kept imagining any and all possible torture that Aaron could have in store for me.

he asked. “I don’t see anything in what you did, I don’t have a say in any of this do I? I am just a slaver to you that carries out every of your order this is what I am paid for and I will I am doing just that," She said and Darius felt a sharp pain in his chest. “Don't think like that off course you matter in every thing we are doing, we wouldn’t be doing all of this if we don’t love you,” “Love you say? A forced marriage? is that what you call love? you don’t think about my feelings or any other thing yet you claim you love me, is that what love is to you?” She asked as she felt tears at the corner of her eyes.