I Am Yours [Slave to Love Book 1]

Instead, I am trapped with strong arms wrapped around me as Prince Alekai’s lips roam from my neck down to my collar bone, the enhancement drugs ca

my breast from the skimpy top, the other moving to draw slow circles on my stomach. The Prince continues his ministrations, li

whimper, squeezing my legs tight, tr

e fingers as his mouth descends upon my breast, rolling the hard bud between his teeth and sending shocks of pleasure coursing through me. His

ut as the milk produced is suckled and drank by him. Strong fingers tear away the material guarding my wet pussy before being pushed deep inside me, massaging

uilding, as the sounds of my moans and Prince Alekai suckling from my breasts fill the limousine. The speed of the fingers i

back. Prince Alekai is above me, licking his fingers clean from my cum as he grinds into me, his

olding the tase of my cum and breast milk, claiming mine. His tongue invades my mouth while he continues to grind against me, the pressure building once again and turning my mind into a hazy mush. Sti

at my movements, shaking his head at me as I glare back at Prince Alekai before the door is opened, and I am left alone to my thoughts as Prince Alekai leaves the limousine. I was kidnapped and turned into a slave—a sex slav

sical voice from outside the vehicle be

and styled into a neat bun. Her gaze is warm as she smiles at me, the wind ruffling her black and white uniform that she pushes down to keep from riding up. What finally clues me into her position here in the palace is the apron tied around her

efusing to move from my position in the lim

ased you. Everything you need is already assembled and

when you don’t

ory.” My face blanches at her statement, and I take a deep breath. My privacy is gone, an

comfort my owner. I am not a human being anymore in the eyes of the law and could be treated like a dog led on a leash. I did not want to be led away fr

my cramped muscles from being confined and played with by Prince Alekai, took my breath away. The Palace, a five-story white brick building with ivy gr

e else is around. This sparks a tiny bit of hope as I take this chance to run, my body moving on its own down the elaborate driveway, hop

tionless mask as I turn to face her. At this moment, I realize that I am condemned to the fate of a pet. I have to give up any hope of escape now as the guards surrounding me would stop any movement I make by force. With no choice in my own l

he Palace entrance, the grand doors are shut, and I am left to stare at what will be my ne

d well-groomed. To the people working and living inside the Palace, I am your handler. But hopefully, you can count on me as a friend.” I just nod at Elisa as she

andal on their hands. This is why you are here.” Elisa continues to talk endlessly, filling the quiet ascent with rules and regulations within the Palace: how a pet is supposed to act during Royal Balls and Formal Events, how a pet is required to dress, whe

to slip two fingers between the chain and my neck. A single gold chain is attached to the main one with a charm dangling from it. I wasn’t stupid and realized that

without the Prince by your side but also lets others know who you belong to.” Elisa pauses her speech as I absorb her information. I could explore the Palace without reperc

ten-meter radius, you will be injected with a drug that will render you weak and possibly immobile while the GPS tr

e double oak doorway, two Guards on either side open the entrance, revealing a large, brightly lit sitting room. A massive flat-screen television is mounted on the wall opposite the door above a stone fireplace, a fire already roari

gold covering and a mountain of plush pillows waiting for me. I swallow hard, knowing that this will soon be the bed I share with Prince Alekai. Again, the room has floor-to-ceiling glass windows with another wall full of built-in bookshelves split in half by a large tapestry with the same cres

h, unfortunately, I have to no matter what. Leading me across the room towards another

ream walls that give the bathroom a warm and relaxing feel. A large shower sits in the far-right corner, made out of black marble with the glass sparkling as if translucent. One would have to look closely, or else they could walk into the glass walls. On the left side of the room sits a vanity with his and hers sink combination, the wall a mirror to allow one to get ready easily, and beside that is a shelf that holds every last form of bath product from bath salts to bubble baths and everything in between. The most magnifice

e bids me goodbye, stating she would be back within two hours after the beauty specialists have helped me scrub the grime away and freshen me up, allowing me some form of pri

ulinary student studying to better my life. I was a pet, owned for my master's pleasure. I could either accept the role and the luxuries that come with it or die trying to escape. An idea pops into my mind, and I surface from the water, lean back a

cart and readying the equipment quietly to the side. I watch curiously, wondering what their plans are as I reali

, maybe five-foot-three inches, with curly red hair contained as best as it can be in a messy bun. Her t

e second lady sighs as if in relief, most likely worried I would throw a fit and make things difficult

and carries her heritage proudly, from what I can tell. The war really took a toll on the human population, and many cultures were lost. It

f another. When she returns to her partner’s side, the two women get to work, helping me to scrub my body clean and being

as the grimy feeling from this morning washed away. Once declared fully clean by the ladies, the two help me out of the tub and help me dry off, both compli

wax reaches my nose. I understand what is next as Aime loved getting her eyebrows waxed, and if the warning is true, I am not going to like the next phase. As if on cue, the ladies be

t to ready myself as they clean up the current mess and prepare for what I learned is a bikini wax, one that left

ce. Before I know it, the ladies smooth warm oil onto the sore parts of my body where the wax has removed any hair. Th