Couples Foot Slave Novels & Stories

Sicilia blinked her eyes bowing her head. "I am sorry my Lord, it will never happen again." Sicilia stuttered biting her inner cheek in utter humiliation. She couldn't believe she was humiliated like this in front of a Slave. A mere slave! Gulping her anger down she started eating as well. Gabriel from the start used to eat his food with his both mistresses only to remind them each night who they are and to never consider themselves more than that but both of his mistresses were thick-headed. They never understood the meaning behind his words.

I rose to my feet, preparing to go to him like he had said but it just so happened that my presence was nothing but a pest. Vincenzo cut in even before I could take another step, "No. I don't need a sl*t touching me. She should have better use for those hands. Come, there is something else you can do and you're good at." Once again, my body went cold with shock and shame. "Come," in a commanding tone that left no space for refusal, Vincenzo called out again. My body no longer felt like mine and it was like I was getting controlled. Each step I took towards him only made me want to fall to the floor and cry out in pain.

My back arched and breasts jiggled, knees buckled and I bite back a moan. “I gave you a choice, be my slave or wife, and here you chose the former. Tell me, Hazel, what am I ought to do if my wife is squirming in the arms of another male, batting her lashes at him, and pressing this,” he smacked across my bare bottom hard and I winced shutting my eyes. “This body of a temptress against him,”

Whipping, Caging, tying up, swallowing semen, spanking, flogging, choking are all accepted. CONCLUSION; 1. If both Mr Nicholas Hills (master) and Miss Corvette Vincente (sex slave) are both seen outside together either for recreational activities or whatsoever, the sex slave must give a distance to her master. She is nothing but a sex slave so she mustn't create a different impression to others. 2. Miss Corvette Vincente (sex slave) must accept anything offered by Nicholas Hills (master) She will be dealt with by her master in ways he pleases and turn her into his taste.

He increased his pace and soon she convulsed in silence and fell flat on the grass till she cooled off. "Hmm, this story is quite erotic and visual," she said putting her hands between her legs; holding back and really trying hard not to visualize his story. "What of the other slaves?" "They were not left out; they also had sex with each other, some girls to girls, men to men, two men to a woman and two women to a man; revelling together till the approach of the night". "Please continue" she pleaded to move her legs from touching his angry dick.

Their dignity was in being pure till the wedding night. And when there's no blood stain... They are considered... A shame... Women were seen as slaves while the men were seen as the Masters.... Mostly, married couples had, A master and a slave relationship... Speaking of love... That word is almost unspoken of. All that they might be... Lust written in bold letters... Tools... Were what women were seen as... Mere tools and nothing more... I tried controlling the tears but as time went by it became difficult too... The thoughts were just too painful...

I said, while every step felt like standing in a fire someone had forgotten to put out. "Alright." He didn't push. "I'm Reid." He held a hand out for a shake, easy, casual, like this was a normal thing to offer someone like me. I bowed my head instead. I don't shake hands with wolves. I made to leave. "What's your name," he asked, before I got a single step in. My name. Second person now who'd bothered to ask. "I'm a slave," I said, in case that wasn't already obvious from every other thing about me the bare feet, the servant's dress, the way I still hadn't looked him fully in the face.

As a slave, we were only allowed a bath when we stank so badly that the traders couldn’t come near us and the water was usually freezing cold. Here I was taking a bath twice a day in warm water that soothed my aching feet. That was something I really needed to get used to. Wearing those silly shoes. As a slave, you walked barefoot most of the time. My little house popped into my thoughts and I smiled as I thought about walking around on the cool forest dirt with my bare feet. “You look happy. What happened? I heard the king and his mother had another row.” Lesley started to wash my feet and, for once, I didn’t fight her.

BILLIONAIRE SLAVE CHAPTER FIFTEEN (15) (Back to reality) Amelie have heard stories of boys growing to be wife beaters because if the way their dad beat and treat their mothers And Jason was a victim of that, he has been brainwashed by his father to see every lady as a slave, a sex toy that is meant to be bent. And Amelie was so unlucky to be caught in between the web of this monster.

I said arms crossed. “If you say so though.Actually the master pays off his slaves after five years”I nodded as she said that.Five years is a long time but I can wait. *** “Erm… master I don’t think I can sleep here tonight”This guy is a seducer,he might end up doing something to me at night.Guys like this can’t be trusted. “Why is that? You are still sick remember?” “I’m not sick anymore I’m perfectly fine” “I still won’t let you go.What if your body chills start to act up again”