Vikings Slaves Novels & Stories

Slave traders were not easy to find because they kept switching headquarters to avoid human authorities who called them trafficking rings. Slaves were also very expensive, so many of the small packs did not have slaves. Most people did not support the practice. However, the bigger packs did not care about public opinion. They bought slaves and used them for work and other things. Midnight Pack was one of those well known for buying and keeping wolves and humans as slaves. Two days later, I was in a minivan with four other women who were also getting sold as slaves. It was night time and our limbs were tied together so tightly that we could barely move.

Even though Alexa and I didn't start on good terms, I wouldn't wish her father to be dead because he's the only parent that she has. "The slaves were treated harshly by my men before because of the hatred they have towards Werewolf, Half-breeds and Lycans who joined Werewolves."Luciano paused and heaved a deep sigh. "I warned my men against treating them harshly for the past few months. I will let all slaves go once I become a king.They will be free to go to their packs or settle here in the South because some packs were destroyed."Luciano explained and I listened carefully, agreeing to his words.

I had already been struggling so much that my body shifted in the bed and I fell on the floor. “What are you doing?Do you know that the longer it takes for you to heal the harder it will be for us to sell you off!" One of them yelled and then the other just growled at my body that was sprawled on the floor. ”Why don't we just cut her up already? honestly she looks far too damaged to fetch a good price...“ It was the way they talked about me as if I was nothing more than an item. I was an Alpha blood, and now I had to endured this again...being a slave, u rather be chopped into pieces instead of me to have to endure *living* like that.

"As you wish. I'll see enough food is brought up here to nourish the slave and yourselves." With that Sadisk left and his young slave followed. I felt sick to my stomach. How could the Frentin race allow such barbaric practices and claim it was okay? Brinto and Frith both appeared to relax as well, their shoulders lowering and Brinto exhaling. "Nicely volunteered of all of us, boss," Frith said as he stared at Brinto. "I got told I was responsible. I'm not losing my job or worse because someone tries to get his kicks out of Icaan's favourite slave of the moment."

Weird guy. He growled for being removed from his favorite toy. “You are my slave. I own you. You are in this kingdom, alive and kicking because of my mercy. I bought you, to save you, so yes, you are my slave.” “You piece of shit!” she gritted her teeth. “I will ask Tova to buy me off from you. I am sure he can!” “No he can’t,” growled Ludwig as he stared at her bikini. “He won’t be able to pay all the interest that has accrued over the time.”

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

When the second carriage began to board, Zikk's eyes scanned the group of naked men and women. Zikk's direction of gaze caught the merchant's attention. "Slaves. The Northern Army apprehended him. Although they are troubling beastmen, they make excellent slaves. Put them to work for you, and they won't whine. They have the intelligence of a six-year-old, those beastmen. The few intelligent bloodlines are the sole reason their empire is still standing strong. Zikk realized why the merchant described those slaves as being filthy. He could make out the captured people's animal-like features even from a distance.

It can either be vampires, werewolves or humans. I'm hoping for vampires. When we neared the dock, I immediately knew that this was Ovzdusia. This couldn't be any other place. How did I know? There were posts on the docks on which slaves were attached to. Their wrists and ankles were hammered to the wooden posts using long nails. Some were dead, most of them were alive. The smell of flesh, blood and fear was thick in the air. The sound of leather meeting skin, of humans screaming with their hoarse voices, pleading incoherently for death to come was loud.

What happened the next morning was so far beyond what anyone could have foreseen. Upon waking, Halen and his men discovered that their slaves were missing. They realised what we had done, plied them with alcohol, stolen what was theirs, we had made fools of them. In their eyes it was an eye for an eye. We took two women from them, they would take two from us, each.

I try to swallow the fear that’s burning in my chest. For whatever reason, Manfred decides to explain the people in cages - Alpha Zared and Alpha Ahriman, amongst others, are taking over packs - there’s a surplus of warriors. Those defeated are brought here to be sold - some as labourers, some are castrated and sent to guard the Alpha’s concubines. Women from the defeated packs are sold as house slaves, prostitutes or breeding stock. Virgins are sold at special auction… some men have a thing for virgins - so they get bought, their virginity taken and then sold off to brothels.