Slaves Manga Mga Nobela at Kwento

"All of them are sick beyond recovery, especially that little girl. She's at the very last stage of the illness, I doubt if she would be able to survive the night. The sheets and water are useless!" I shook my head in naught, "As long as she is still alive, as far as the rest of the ladies are still alive, then there is hope. I won't give up, no matter what you tell me. I will continue the fight for them." "What exactly is wrong with you, Serafina?" He yelled, his index finger gesturing to his head. "What the hell is so special about ordinary slaves? They are just slaves! Let it go." "Don't tell me to let go! Never! I can't." I interjected, my words airing out louder than I had intended but

he orders. Without hesitation, I make my way to him. I carry out the order without any remorse or objection. "Today, I will be his submissive." Kneeling before him, I lift my gaze to see that hammer up close. He runs his thumb over my mouth, and I obediently open it. I swallow saliva as I see that hammer getting closer to me. "Mmm..." I moan. His hard and painfully swollen penis rests on my lips, and I eagerly receive it with my open mouth. Holy mother...!

I uttered in a fiery tone. Suzy didn't say much more than sneer at me while mockingly laughing at me. “Oh, I beg of you. You have no idea what kind of person he is, you naive little lamb. Don't be impolite to him or call him any slurring names. If he really wants to, he could easily pull your neck off. Believe me, many of our maids and slaves has been killed by my Master because he doesn’t like them. If you keep on being a brat, you might end up being dead.” Suzy uttered that completely made my while body goosebump.

I heard myself whispering as I dropped to my knees so fast, pain shot through them when they hit the stone floor. I pressed my forehead to the ground in the submission pose they had taught us on our first day as slaves, and my whole body shook as I waited for death. This was how slaves showed complete surrender and maybe if I made myself small enough and pathetic enough he might kill me quickly instead of slowly. "I am sorry. I am so sorry. Please forgive me. Please." I babbled into the floor, tears running down my face. I knew what happened to slaves who offended important wolves and death was the kindest thing I could hope for.

“By the end of the night you’ll scream my name as you beg for more.” She leaned in close to whisper against his ear. “You’ll be screaming just as much.” Fred had no doubt of what she’d get him to do. He was her slave just as much as she was his toy. With the full moon glaring around them, Fred took her hard, making love to her in the water. They were a mated couple, destined by fate, and made real by the love glowing between them.

"I don't want to be their slave." I don't tell her about the other stories I'd heard about the barbarians, like how they would sell their slave to other men to bed, after they grew tired of their own, how they would rape a slave if she did not submit willingly, and how sometimes barbarians would put their women on display in horrid public events. I'm determined to get us out alive and free, and I'm determined to find Cordell again. I want to see his red-brown hair, bright green eyes, and a sunny smile. I want to hear him laugh and feel his rose-petal lips on my skin when he kisses

Nina exclaimed through the speaker. “Are you listening to yourself? Didn’t you hear the part where I was kidnapped, threatened and almost raped by the thugs? And then I had to become a slave pet to pay off Mark’s debts??” Evelyn asked in disbelief. She wondered what was going on in Nina’s mind. What was so exciting about being someone’s pet? It was degrading and she hated it.

Someone like her? She's never called anyone that; never! People had been the ones to always adore her. Too bad she's not the multi-billionaire Nina again. She's now a sex slave to a devil. "You know what to call me. Don't call me by my name again." He warned. "Ma.....master, I'm...too weak to do anything. My body aches." She finally concluded and waited for an answer. An answer that determines whether she's going to be set free from him this moment or the one that determines she's going to pass soon.

"Slaves are delicious creatures who are subject to the whims of their Master at any time." I moaned loudly, my legs spreading for his fingers, my arms going around his neck and kissing his chest as he finger fucked me. My Master made me cum in front of them, for their viewing pleasure. Once again, I felt like the slutty slave girl seducing the sales clerk, Gwen, or the needy, pathetic slave who enticed Sharon to ease my suffering; all of them strangers to me except for Lisa and Zoe and I felt so wanton, such a slave.

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