Toilet Slave Novels & Stories

It just happened slipping on my mind and when I went back, memories I shared with him came back. "Yes..." "You should bring us there, Raviora! Who knows? It might be small or some cockroaches are roaming around. Ew!" Tori said meticulously. Oh dear... it's the opposite! I chuckled hysterically before glancing at Maxwell's table. "U-Uh. It's still dirty..." Kia grinned widely, "Really? We can help you clean it!" My head started to ache. I'm not good at lying but I'm trying my best to cover things up.

If this guy wants to start something, I won't back down from a fight. “Uhm, you did do something terrible to me", I scoffed. “Really? Mind jogging my memory?”, He sat back and folded his arms, paying attention to me. “Well for starters, you bought me as a slave, then you brought me to your mansion just to lock me up in a cold dark room for weeks till I almost died!!”, I angrily told him. He sat forward and his eyes darkened, it looked like it was some nuclear weapon, waiting to be tampered with. I got scared for a minute, ‘Would he hurt me?’, I asked myself.

“What is it?” “When you leave, remember to lock the door for me!” William: “Oh? Okay!” After Dave went upstairs, William heard the master bedroom door close. He stood up with a dark expression and walked to the bathroom. Dave was a very clean man who changed clothes several times a day. Pushing open the bathroom door, William rummaged through the laundry basket until he found Dave’s underwear. He took it and put it in an empty plastic bag.

"Take it off, slowly. Your entire worth cannot buy that single shirt, so don't rumple it." Diana fumed. Nevertheless, she obeyed quietly. She took off his clothes and watched him soak in the bath. "Don't just stand there, cone, and wash my body! Don't you know what being a slave means? Have you never been a slave before?" Diana shook her head. "No? No, you will wash my body, or no you have been a slave before? Or perhaps no, you don't know what it means to be a slave?"