Slaves were nothing but objects, even animalistic, to others. We don't think or feel, only eat, sleep, and breed. But we were much more than that. Under Jamil it seemed hard to believe, but we were capable of emotions. We were capable of desire. We were capable of wanting to live, sometimes even to be free. Not all of us allowed ourselves to though.
While I would never have chosen to be a slave, it brought me to her. (y/n) is an amazing, sweet, and attractive girl. It's honestly unfair how incredible she is. Some might consider us two dire livestock in a cage just seeking to survive, but I fell for her not any differently then if we weren't in this h*llhole. Maybe I just missed seeing people so full of emotion and hope, but even now after she's come to terms with our situation, being with her still makes me happy.
The others know, and they keep quiet. From what I've heard it's quite common in other slave households anyway. Some masters even encourage relationships between slaves to breed new slaves to either work for them or to sell. The master doesn't know though. He'd definitely use it to his advantage and to torment us. He'd probably torture her in front of me or anything that'd be dreadful for me to bare.
It's unfair how lovely she is, because it means I have to share her. With him. She doesn't like to talk about it though, because that wouldn't change anything. But even thinking of him touching her or simply looking at her makes my anger boil up and my heart clench.
We're all heading to bed after a long day of work, but (y/n) still isn't back. I head down the hall, but one of the slaves stops me. "Lord Jamil's talking to her. Just head to bed like you didn't notice anything."
I go back to the room and lay in wait. My mind flooded with thoughts as to what could possibly be happening right now. After a few minutes though she creeps through the door, laying down next to me. I turn around pulling her into my arms. "Did he do anything to you?" I ask in a nervous whisper.
"Not tonight," she replies, pressing a kiss on my forehead. I let out a sigh of relief, letting my hands trail over her body. In the darkness I can faintly see her smile. "Someone's being clingy tonight."
"Can you blame me?" I ask, pulling her on top of me. I wrap my arms around her neck, roughly smashing my lips against hers. She lets out a sweet 'mmm' as she kisses me back. (y/n) takes the lead though, entangling her tongue with mine. We both need to pull away for a breath of air soon. The others are pretending to be asleep. Some have even seemed to have scooted away from us and closer to the wall, but they're used to this.
(y/n) sits up, pulling her dress off though I can only faintly see her silhouette. I still feel my cheeks heating up as I know this is my gorgeous girl stripping for me. I flip her so that I'm on top, pinning her hands above her head and giving her a quick peck on her lips. I flop on top of her though, nuzzling my face in her warm breasts and wrapping my arms tightly around her waist. "I love you," I whisper, just loud enough that she can hear me. I place kisses all along her lovely (s/c) skin, using my free hand to tease her womanhood. My lips curl against her skin as I notice how wet she already is, entertaining the idea that she's been anticipating this as much as I have been.
My lips travel up her chest and neck until they find their way back to her sweet lips. I grab onto her thighs as I trail my tongue along her lip before sucking on it. I carefully enter her while we're caught up in the kiss, eating up her moans as I f*ck her. She feels so good and I thrust faster, wanting more of this pleasant friction. I pull out, flipping her onto her stomach as I slam into her from behind. My ears lapping up her moans as she digs her hands into the sheets. She attempts to muffle her moans, but I don't want her too. I love those beautiful sounds she makes for me. Just for me. I can feel myself getting close, nibbling on her ear as I whimper in it that I'm about to cum. I hold back though until I'm over the edge and exploding inside her.
I pull out, thanking my girl with a plethora of kisses all over her heated skin. She runs her fingers through my hair and along my chest, probably able to feel the fact that my heart is throbbing out of my chest. I want to thank her more for making me feel so good, leaving hickeys all along her thighs. I trail my tongue down to her flower, happily plunging into her but she stops me.
Instructing me to lay down she lowers her hips above my face as I begin to eat out her sweet p*ssy. Her hands grasp onto my member, stroking me just the way she knows I like her to. I groan into her, hands grasping her *ss as I get better control of her c*nt. I can feel her swirl her tongue around my glans. The lovely feeling combined with her taste is even better as she orgasms, letting me lap up her juices. I repeat the motion while she's bobbing her head on my d*ck, letting out a moan as she cums again.
I pull away for a bit of air, licking her juices off my lips but find my fingers tangling themselves in her hair as I f*ck her face to my climax. My cum squirts out, some remaining on her face as I let go, and she pulls her head back for air.
Soon we're back to cuddling, two, warm bodies clinging to each other in the night as we drift off into sleep. Hoping that the next day we'll still be able to keep going like this.