Slave Driver Gif の小説・ストーリー

Master Robin said with a satisfying smile written all over his face. "I rather remain a slave and suffer for the rest of my life than give myself to an imp-like you" Galene spat. Master Robin raised his hands to hit her again but stopped on second thought. Instead of hitting her, he lowered his hands and caressed her face again receiving another spank from Galene. "I am someone's wife. The master's wife and you have no right no matter the power handed over to you to molest the pregnant wife of a Master. You are seeking the wrath of the gods and I must warn you to get your stupid thought off your mind for I would rather die than let you see my underpants" Galene muttered shocking Master Robin

This time, it was less painful, and has a burning sensation accompanied by a feeling that I can't even explain. He bent closer to me, and whispered into my ear. "Every slave gets rewarded after a job well done. So I'll be rewarding you" His words brought cold shivers down my spine. What does he mean by reward? What is he going to reward me with? "Thank you, Master" Was all I could say even if I didn't know what he was going to reward me with. He began a long slow but steady movement. He kept thrusting into her, and I felt a bit of pleasure. Is this his way of rewarding me?

Though truth be told, I did little more than wait my turn, yet my body has already decided that it's done enough for the day. Tossing some crispier bits of bacon and an omelette onto my plate, I make my way towards a dining table. There are three set up in the room, which sits just off of the kitchen. I plant myself at the emptiest one and feel myself tense up a little, feeling every pair of eyes at the table on me. The ones who were animatedly talking become silent as I settle down. I cringe inwardly and avoid looking at any of them. “It’s Lisandra- the slave; the bait,” I can hear a taunting voice, purposely just loud enough for me to hear.

I said, shaking my head negatively. The man's eyebrows widened, and he smiled mockingly. “Interesting. The slave is already starting to rebel.” As soon as he had said his words, he released the chains at his feet. The latter fell to the ground with a dull thud. I saw him remove his belt in a sudden and rapid movement. It took my brain a long time to understand what he was about to do, and when I finally understood, he had already raised his belt. “No…no, I’m sorry.” I said, lowering my head, then I let out a cry of despair, holding out my wrists.

He had a chiseled face and incredible jawlines. "Why are you staring at me?" He asked in a cool voice. I said nothing in response, allowing myself to be mesmerized by his strange and somewhat scary eyes. They were green but occasionally flashed with an orange glow— it was not humanlike. The aura he gave off was not pleasant. Everything about him screamed dangerous and that I should stay away, but how exactly was I as a slave supposed to stay away from one's master? "Get your things, I am ready to leave."

"Not your taste? If that's the issue, how come you can't make yourself stare at her?" Chad resisted screaming in my sanity. My wolf was further and additionally troublesome lately. He appeared to be against me uncovering my impressions. I halted, no—I didn't possess any different impressions. Chad was just speaking of absurdity. "I warned you to be mute!"

“Yes, I'm ready." Alejandro opened the door and gestured that I should enter first so I did. The room was dark until he turned the lights on. What was inside the room that made my jaw drop? It is filled with sex toys, whips, and some devices that I don't know. As in there are a lot. “I am a dominant, Chloe and you are here to be my slave."