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Roger replied with a slight smile as they shake hands again after which, he outstretched his hand to shake the other party’s. “Deal” Beta Miguel did the same as he grabbed the other members hands and shake, the deal was completed and I, Emma Mondragon, had officially become a slave. ** I don’t know how long it’s been all i know is that we’ve been in a constant rush for the past few days, we came by quite a few stops to collect the other slaves that the Slavers were supposed to deliver, as of now, we were here in one of their bases to collect the other slaves held there and unlike all the other slaves, I am not chained with iron chains. Instead, I am handcuffed with silver, shackled hands and

I quickly got down from the bed and rushed out of the room, making my way to the slave dining. When I got there, the long dining table was already filled to the brim with slaves; young and old alike. I managed to find an empty seat facing a male slave and sat down. We were often divided into groups to share a big bowl of food, which often led to fights and arguments about who would eat the most; that moment was always when the elderlies would scold us, telling us we had more stamina than them and should eat less, leading to rebellion from the younger ones.

Turned out I was wrong. Because already had something up his sleeve. I didn’t know it yet, but another Slave Games was coming. And it was coming a lot sooner than I expected.

These may seem like insignificant pleasures, but to me, they are a reminder that there is still beauty in the world. I also find solace in my relationships with others. Even though we are all slaves, I think they have formed a community of support and love. I see them share their stories, their hopes, and their dreams. They lift each other up when they are feeling down and celebrate each other's successes. Living as a slave is not easy. We are forced to work long hours, often in harsh conditions. We are treated as property, not as regular people with thoughts and feelings. But I refuse to let this break me.

Watch your back and trust no one, not even the one you call friends because you might not know what grudges one bears against you" Mariam concluded. Galene looked more confused than she was when Luciana said hers. What they were both talking about sounded more confusing to her. "How is she no longer a slave? For as long as she knew, she has become the master's personal slave and his act of kindness towards her doesn't make her think otherwise. She looked up to Mariam " I do not understand what you and Luciana are talking about. "What do you mean by I'm no longer a slave when I've become an inner chamber slave," Galene said rolling her eyes.

He calls me Queen, but that will never be possible, a slave like me can't be Queen. Lilian and Lily, yes, they're beautiful, they're imposing, and they certainly know a lot more than I do. Soren may not want them anymore, but if I'm in his way, then surely they're both right not to want me around. "Ayla, I don't know what you're thinking, I can't even imagine what you've been through... Living your whole life as a slave, they didn't even bother to give you a name." Victor began to speak again. "But nothing they've said is true, you're worth it, no one deserves to be treated the way you were."

Sigh, I guess I must thank him for never agreeing to that but they never stop and I am afraid that one day he will just give in and agree. I don’t want to imagine what that day would be like, for now that it has not happen I will keep thanking whoever is out there looking out for me. When we get to the pack we are welcomed and shown to our rooms. Of course, I am sharing with Austin, a slave shares a room with the master and sleeps on the floor so that he or she can be able to take care of his alpha’s needs whenever he needs them to. They must even think that I am sleeping with Austin, maybe that is the reason why they keeping asking him for a night with me.

While she worked, I said, "Of course, Janet must be punished for cumming without permission, Master Chen, just as I must be. She was less than perfect in her service to you, being quite disobedient by not obeying your command." "I don't know how to punish a slave," he replied. "You're right. I don't know much about being a Master and seeing to my slave's needs." "Master will help you with that," I replied. "He's very good at punishing slaves. He even learned the figging trick over the weekend. I'm sure it wasn't the last time I'll be figged, now he's discovered it. I would suggest we explore Janet's punishment tomorrow. I gave Janet one of my slave fiction books to read as homework last week

"Master is having regular sex with three different women now. Every time we're not around, I've arranged for other slaves to see to his needs. I don't care. Lisa doesn't care. Rhonda could care less who Master has sex with, as long as she can have sex with women. I'm happy Master gave Lucia a child. He could give her ten more if she wanted them. Lisa will have children with him, maybe Rhonda if she ever decides to have children. Cindy can have children if she wants to. You'll have as many grandchildren as you care to have." Dan and Sandy went over to their daughter. "I have to admit she looks good as a slave," Dan said. "Not unlike you, dear heart." Putting his arm around Sandy. Sandy hugged

From what I had gathered from my casual inquiries, the old A****n male slave population was dwindling to zero fast. Cultural ruthlessness married to a creeping racial insanity had led to them burning their old lifestyle down before a new one had been raised up. To these little girls, it meant that men were regarded in one of two ways: In their own microcosm, the girls were taught that males were the equivalent of a plow horse they saw wandering about, but they were denied the opportunity to interact with - a lumbering, yet relatively harmless animal.