Slaves Manga 소설 & 이야기

I whispered. Hannah nodded slightly, looking very sad. Her eyes were glistening with tears and her expression was full of heaviness and sadness. I knew I wouldn't be able to escape this kind of treatment, sooner or later my chest would be stamped with the seal of a slave, sooner or later my body would be possessed by a werewolf. "Quiet!" Mistress Hawthorne looked at us with stern eyes, she would not allow us to talk in whispers. "Yesterday there were twelve slaves, today there are only eleven slaves left."

“No, Kendra. You will get them but as a mate. Can you imagine all the horrible things they could be doing to her? They could be torturing her, burning her holes with pepper sauce, or whipping her back with thorny ropes. Doesn’t that make you feel great?” Imagining them doing all those things to her or anyone else made me shiver. I kinda felt bad for her but either way, I gave mother a reassuring smile. “Yes, mother,” I said flipping my hair in glee. “That’s my girl…” KANE I took a break, gulping down the last glass of my martini. The slave gasped as she slipped to the floor, moaning in pain and rolling on the floor aimlessly. Her a*s was red and covered in my handprints.

I don't want to go there but they send invitations nonstop as if they think that I will go to their disgusting auction. “But, sir. They already know about your identity and you are still a member." What he said made me growl in annoyance. I actually don't know why I ended up signing up for them. All I remember is I was drunk and wanted something sweet when they asked me to join their secret group called Sweet Delights. I really thought that it was for VIPs however when I attended their invitations, it was a human auction for slaves. Men and women are there with their masks on. Well, I do love having a slave and I had so many ones before but nothing interests me which made me want to leave th

He nodded, hiding his smirk as he walked back to his bench “Hai, Hai, master” I turned back to the slaves, clapping my hands twice as to catch their attention. They all gathered around me, leaving the chefs to do their work as they waited for my orders. Today was going to be a hectic day, even for them as slaves after the wolves shifted. Most of them might be seeing the wolves shifting for the first time today and I needed to ensure that those who were human stayed inside. The fact that we barely showed ourselves to humans was something. But some of these girls were either sold into slavery from orphanages or were kidnapped from their hometowns. Each one of them knew her duty when it came to

Chapter 22 Freed the slaves, take them out for auctioning but before that leave behind twenty-five slaves they are needed at the brothel. "Alright. You you you, moves to the other side." “Leave five fresh and timid girls for meal.” A terrifying voice has ordered! “Alright” the latter replied. Ivy, sugar and their other girls were counted behind for the meals. “Are they really going to feed on us? Maybe the master is a carnivorous being.” One of the girl lament.

“Wait,” Cassie cried out when the pace became too much. “You need to listen to me.” Earl Adam halted and marched back to where she was doubled over and panting. “Slaves do not initiate conversations with their masters. They serve a purpose, something you will start to understand very shortly.” “What about your men?” “Eager to share your services, are you, little bitch?” It was so hard to meet his eyes now. That knowing gaze was tearing her apart. “Don’t call them, please. I beg you.”

“Let it be, I don't have the strength to listen to her father's ranting. We both know doing so will only send her back to daddy and daddy will come for us with a hundred-page lecture which I hate to sit and listen to but I have to '' Nathan laughed. Watching the slave girl who strangely caught his attention every time Shelly Anderson came by Nathan Lansfield felt angered. Slaves were not as common as before. It was a new era and while servants were paid for their services and hired according to their liking, the Andersons did not think so. Shelly has always treated her servants badly and Nathan has never failed to notice the bruises and burned marks every time the slave girl came with her mi

She was a blonde with long hair that went down to her waist. “I do want her gone, but definitely not dead.”She looked at me lying there and took her left heeled leg and stepped on my already broken leg and twisted it, i felt so much pain i got numb. “You better go back to wherever you came from yoi little whore. Alpha Marcus is mine, am his chosen mate and i need you to be gone.” she said removing her leg from my broken crushed leg. “If you do not find a way to get out of here am going to kill you with my own damn hands.” “Why are you worried about her anyway? You are his true mate she is just a slave he plays with.”

I felt nothing but hatred towards the slave at this moment. "I'll kill that bitch!"I screamed in anger as the maids who saw me flinched away in response. "M-my lady?!" Lady Kanna walked up to me frightened, and that weird look she gave me was adding fuel to my anger. It felt like I was being looked at as a child. "Bring me that slave!" I ordered breathing heavily. "Which of the slaves? Or who are you referring to, my lady?" She questioned with a confused look. "Do you want me to spell her name out for you? I said bring that girl bought from the slave trade market now!"

“I have hibiscus wine, but I doubt Mirabel would be very happy to smell anything remotely alcoholic under your breath while you take care of her little devils.” “I guess, maybe I’ll pass by one night as I’m returning to my quarters. I really need a drink.” “Or maybe you could take some and brush your teeth afterwards but that would be too big of a risk. Knowing the people who run this pack, I’d rather you don’t take that risk.” “They’re horrible, aren’t they? The slaves look so thin and underfed and yet it seems they have money.” “Well, they have to keep them weak or else they’ll gain strength and find a way out.”