Hey, slave driver boss man.
His tone made her want to crawl back into the tub and remain Talon's slave forever.
Dusty didn't have to ask who; he knew Darian's painful history, thousands of years as a slave to the sadistic Black God.
Damian's mother, an Oracle as crazy as she was powerful, told her son about the slave child with blue eyes who'd one day change the path of fate.
She's a slave driver.
His master didn't believe a slave deserved heat.
His master said a slave didn't need to remember anything but his master, and he didn't try too hard to remember her.
Return to your room, slave, and I won't tell your master I found you here.
If I hadn't tried to kill you in the first place, you wouldn't be a blood slave to the Dark One.
"I've claimed you as my blood slave," he said, as if reading her mind.
It wasn.t hard to figure out why he did it after so long refusing to become Death.s slave, Darkyn answered.
That he was troubled was no secret, though Rhyn didn.t understand why, aside from being a slave to Death.
Once a god then a slave, he was just starting to figure out who he was now.
Even if her position among the Guardians was among the highest levels, she still considered herself a slave to her duty.
I am a slave of Landis, nothing more.
"Come, slave," she said, and started for the door.
I've been a slave to Memon for too long.
A slave often ran away; if caught, the captor was bound to restore him to his master, and the Code fixes a reward of two shekels which the owner must pay the captor.
A slave bore an identification mark, which could only be removed by a surgical operation and which later consisted of his owner's name tattoed or branded on the arm.
(or received on deposit) from a minor or a slave without power of attorney, he would be executed as a thief.
A long time ago there lived a poor slave whose name was Aesop. [Footnote: Aesop (_pro_. e'sop).] He was a small man with a large head and long arms.
To do this, he had to take them to a large city where there was a slave market.
In Samos the little slave soon became known for his wisdom and courage.
One of my Swiss ancestors was the first teacher of the deaf in Zurich and wrote a book on the subject of their education--rather a singular coincidence; though it is true that there is no king who has not had a slave among his ancestors, and no slave who has not had a king among his.
I also recited "Laus Deo," and as I spoke the concluding verses, he placed in my hands a statue of a slave from whose crouching figure the fetters were falling, even as they fell from Peter's limbs when the angel led him forth out of prison.
It is the pious slave-breeder devoting the proceeds of every tenth slave to buy a Sunday's liberty for the rest.
One real runaway slave, among the rest, whom I helped to forward toward the north star.
The battle which I witnessed took place in the Presidency of Polk, five years before the passage of Webster's Fugitive-Slave Bill.
But I warn you, if you don't tell me that this means war, if you still try to defend the infamies and horrors perpetrated by that Antichrist--I really believe he is Antichrist--I will have nothing more to do with you and you are no longer my friend, no longer my 'faithful slave,' as you call yourself!
I am your faithful slave and to you alone I can confess that my children are the bane of my life.
Arrange that affair for me and I shall always be your most devoted slave-slafe with an f, as a village elder of mine writes in his reports.