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The Slave Owner

She trembled in fear as she made her way to his room. It is tonight, the time she will fulfil her duties to her master, which is serving and pleasuring her master in bed. After all, that is why he bought her. She is a slave, and he is her master. And her only duty is is to satisfy his sexual desires. He is her owner and she is just a mere sex slave. Who is she? Imogen, a beautiful young lady who just turned eighteen. When she was eight, she got sold by her mother to a famous auction house that deals with selling girls as sex slaves to the nobles. After being tried at the auction house, she got sold to one of the powerful men in the kingdom. The popular and feared nobleman in the kingdom, Lord Simon Sebastian a man of many mysteries, cold-hearted and brutal, the rumours of his brutality spreads across the kingdom most especially to his slaves. He shows mercy to none as he has no space or whatsoever for forgiveness. However, Imogen got sold to him as his slave, at that particular moment, she knew her worst nightmare has just begun. What happens when her master falls in love with her? And his cousin who she considered a friend also confessed her feelings to her. It would only make it worse if people finds out that the two noblemen are in love with a sex slave. Now, the real question is who does her heart belong to? How will she survive in the world of the powerful? Extract from the story. "I will save your friend if you give me what I want," Her master said to Imogen who was on her knees pleading. "I belong to you, Master. You don't have to ask, my body already belongs to you" "Yes, it does. But there is something I don't have yet"He stated. "What is that, Master?" She questioned with her head down. Lord Simon squatted to her level. "Your heart, I don't have that yet. And I want it, I want it to be mine, mine only"

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Chapter 67: After Tonight

The red garment slipped off her body and she stepped inside the warm water of the bathtub, filled with red roses. She relaxed her body into the soothing feeling of the water's warmth, as two slaves washed her, with Poppy behind them inspecting their service to Imogen, tonight, there could be no mistakes.

Imogen wondered if the letter she sent had reached Edward and if Aria was now safe. Decisions were meant to be made, and she made one, she chose to abandon Edward and hold Simon's hand.

Regret? if she had one, she would not have made this decision earlier.

"We are done" The slaves announced and she stepped out from the bathtub, her body was then dried by the slaves with clean fabrics, it sure felt good to be cared for in such a manner, it almost made her feel like royalty, but she knew she couldn't be farther from royalty. They sat her down in front of the mirror and they started dressing her.