Couples Foot Slave Novels & Stories

I said and Galaxy chuckled. “Take care” she winked and started walking out of my room. At the entrance, she stopped to face me," By the way, Starr. I heard there is a new slave and I think she is getting the attention of all the male omegas. I heard she is hot but unfortunately, she doesn't have a wolf yet. I hope you aren't attracted to her too?" When I heard her say a new slave, my mind ran to my mate. Was she the one?

Boisterous voices from visitors who want to witness and become masters who would put as much money as possible to buy the auction woman they want. Jean and the seven women who participated in the auction lined up with their best poses to seduce the rich masters present in the room. Why was it called master? Because they would rule over the woman for a night or several days. Jean took a sip of saliva to see how many men had participated in the auction. This was her first time devoted to those who want to buy the best women in the club tonight.

"What does it mean for you to be your husband's sex slave?" "It means I go naked at my house and without undergarments at all other times. I'm constantly available for my Master's sexual use, all of me, from my cunt to my ass to my mouth. If I'm not pleasing to him, or disobey his orders, I may be punished. I have a sister slave, Lisa, who shared my room in the hospital. She also serves my Master. Between the two of us, Master fucks us about four times per day. I discovered my submissive inclinations when my Master invited me to try becoming his sex slave for three weeks because I was constantly reading fiction dealing with the subject. During the second week, my friend, Lisa joined me becau

If we didn’t go now, it would touch him. “Come on,” I said, motioning for Thistle to start descending. Thistle looked down and paused. But only for a moment. With a shaky foot, he started moving down the steep side of the ravine. The side of the ravine was loose stone. The stone slid under our feet. It was almost impossible to find our footing. Half way down, Thistle slipped. Thor caught him, hauling him up like he weighed nothing. “I’ve got you,” Thor said. Thistle clung to him, pale, shaking. I came down behind them, each foot careful. If I slipped, I’d cascade to the bottom. I knew I wouldn’t survive that fall. My breathing turned sharp.

As if he expected me to fear him, as if he were used to she-wolves despising him or to always taking whatever he wanted. "If I am your slave, then why haven't you claimed me yet?" I retorted. His eyes narrowed, and slowly, his gaze traveled down to assess my naked body. I immediately regretted what I had said. I knew what a sexual relationship was supposed to be like, but all my attempts at having one had failed so far. The males around me looked at me with contempt and rejected me. They thought I was strange. "You're right," Kilian said, and quickly turned me with my back to him.

This time, Kid opened his mouth and let Celia take over with the giant dildo. The room occasionally resounded with laughter whenever Kid choked, but even then, they were still immersed in lust. Take a look around the room and you'll see several masters who have decided to take advantage of their slaves' mouths, following Celia's actions, pushing real boys in and out of the hungry mouths of slaves at their feet.

May be they are wives but if wives are sitting on laps then why me, I am not his wife. Like I wanted few girls are sitting beside their partners too. Why I can't sit like this? My eyes widened when I saw one girl sitting at man's feet. What the hell is this? What's going on here? I looked up at him with questioningly. Should I ask him? Will he answer? Will he care about my curiosity. May be he read my face. "She is sex slave..." He answered. Oh my god! Are those things still in existence. Which world is this? It's terrifying.

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.

Kade glanced down at my pants, then at Mary’s disheveled state, and then back at me. “Oops,” He said, a sly smirk on his face. “I hope I’m not interrupting anything.” “No.” I responded, my voice hardening as I looked directly at Kade, “I was just feeding from Mary, and I rewarded her for being a good slave.” Out of the corner of my eye I could see the horror on Mary’s face from my words, hurt and betrayal in her eyes, before she cast them downward. My heart skipped a beat, but I couldn’t have Kade thinking I cared for my slave.

said Amar, surprising Axelina who was busy with her own thoughts. “Don't call me your wife with your dirty mouth, Amar. I'm not your wife. I'm just your sex slave. I'm too high with the title of wife. I'm not that different from the bitch you usually buy with your money,” said Axelina smiling sadly. Axelina smiled bitterly lamenting her current situation. Amar felt pinched by the words that came out of Axelina's lips. Even though the reality is really like that. “Eat first! Since morning you haven't eaten anything,” said Amar.