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But as your personal slave,” I replied. - It doesn't matter. In time, he will realize that we belong together. — Rhea insisted. I rolled my eyes. —But what if he doesn't want me? — I asked as I returned to the room. — He will want you! I know that! — said Rhea, full of determination. - Yes of course. Look at us! He literally turned us into his slaves. Ah, Goddess, please give me strength to endure what is yet to come. I was struggling to control my mind, which kept imagining any and all possible torture that Aaron could have in store for me.

“ You do not want to have sex with me, right?” Cody seems confused. “ Are you insane, slave?” His words confirm my thoughts. I look him in the eye and say, “ Just because I am a slave, you have sex with me. You do not love me and you do not really want to have sex with me. I am just a toy to you, and you want to use it just because you do not want to waste it.”

Edith asked again with the same disgust on her face. "yes, he killed almost all the people, other than her and some of the young wolves from the pack. I don't know what His highness was thinking when he wanted to make her his slave. She asked him to kill her because she doesn't want to be disrespected as a slave, but His Highness forced her to accept being his slave by blackmailing her with the young wolves. She is like this only because of the young wolves' safety. Looks like she cares a lot about her pack" Mr. Edith said, thinking about all the things that happened on that day.

The eye of anathema that he displayed, was enough to have Austin wanting to leave the room after their last encounter. — Somewhere up north. "Sir, I swear." "Be quiet!" "I do have owners, they're the Cunningham's." The Caucasian man ignored her as he scribbled down on his note book. She had been yelling and screaming ever since they had captured her off the side of a busy railway route. The other slaves who were in the same cage, watched as she continued to beg. They knew it was of no use. They had accepted their fate but Faith hadn't. She soon realized the harshness of the real world after spending days tied up and cramped with many other slaves in a cargo ship. Given very little to drink,

"It must have been very hard on you, Shasta, and I think you're remarkable for persevering as you did. How did you acquire a slave?" "After I was raped, didn't trust men enough to have sex. Didn't like women, so except for vibrators, didn't have no sex at all. Then I meet this bunch, and they having sex all the time. Can't hardly walk through the house without seeing somebody fucking someone else, but I learned about the slavery. Didn't do me a lick of good until I find out there be male slaves, too, some for men, others for women. Scott was thinking of getting a male slave for his slaves, help share the load, let them fuck other men because he's fucking other women. He decide at last minute

"Brother, Mr. Stephano has sent the details of the auction, and ummm they sell some special goods." I dropped the file in my hand, and leaned back in my swivel chair as I tapped my fountain pen rhythmically on the armrest, and smirked slightly. "What's so special about their goods?" He coughed a little. "They sell women off as slaves, and I hear they're auctioning one off tonight. She's something according to them." I stopped tapping on the chair, and frowned. "I didn't think Mr. Stephano would be that kind of person."

Months later, I still can't stop thinking about her, and now I can't even imagine getting mad at her, despite all she did. I met Caty twice this week, but my mind was elsewhere, on leading my men to cover as many houses as possible because this was a big, overpopulated kingdom with lots of farmers and merchants. With the influx of so many liberated slaves from Southland and famine victims from Sisadal, the census lists were all outdated. Nadia could be anywhere.

Selena’s moans grew louder, more broken, as unwanted orgasms tore through her. They passed her around like a shared bottle of whiskey. A French aristocrat made her suck him under the table while another man fucked her from behind. Two men took her at once: one in her pussy, and the other one forcing his way into her tight ass despite her sobbing protests. The burning stretch turned into a dark, overwhelming fullness that made her come so hard she nearly blacked out. Samson watched it all from his throne-like chair, slowly stroking his massive cock. When they’d used her thoroughly, leaving her dripping with cum from multiple men, he finally claimed her again.

The sub’s arms flailed as the Master pulled out and slammed back in painfully… once, twice, thrice… My eyes rolled back to my head and my ass lifted off my chair, driving into my fist twice before my cock burst uncontrollably, milky liquid spilling into the air. Then I collapsed back to my seat which slipped from under me as I fell to the floor, twitching uncontrollably. I panted heavily, lying there weakly my cock still semi erect. Then I saw him towering over me, still fully dressed, my captor and I made to scramble away from him but he placed his boot on my stomach. “You're not done yet, you only get to leave here alive if you get your boss to cum in two minutes” My eyes widened and I gul

Jamie My knees ached against the hard rooftop floor as I knelt in front of Lena, staring at her thick, glistening strap-on cock covered in my own creamy cum. “Clean it,” she ordered, voice low and commanding. She grabbed a fistful of my hair and slapped the wet cock against my cheek. “Taste how slutty your pussy is.”