Erotic Sex Slave Stories นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Even after taking two long massive cocks all night and your holes were all leaking with cum, you still can’t stop… your pussy still wants more of that pleasure… you love massive cocks… and it as if sex gives you so much joy… you are a slut, a sex hunger slut who loves big long massive cocks…” I pulled off his cock for a second, gasping for air, strings of saliva were connecting my lips to the head of this long massive cock, I need it… I always need big massive cocks to always fuck my pussy for me every time… I love sex and I love massive cocks to always fuck my pussy until I can’t take it anymore… I can’t stop getting fuck… sex is everything I want… I love cocks to always stretch my pussy…

"Beg for it, Mira. Beg your boss to ruin this married pussy." "Please, Evans... fuck me. Stretch my slutty cunt with your big cock. I need it so bad." My voice broke, hips pushing back desperate. He slapped my ass hard, the crack echoing, skin blooming red hot. "Louder, whore. Tell me how much better I am than that limp-dick husband." "Fuck me harder than Richard ever could! Wreck my pussy, make me your cumslut!" I cried, trembling. With a grunt, he slammed in balls deep in one thrust. My pussy stretched obscene around him, burning sweet, walls fluttering wild.

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”

☆ Graphic violence mixed with sexuality: Rough sex, violent thrusting, slapping, hair-pulling, biting, marking, bruising, light to moderate injury during sex, CNC with resistance and struggle, primal play, predator/prey dynamics, and consensual violence within erotic contexts. ☆ Power dynamics and extreme dominance/submission: Total power exchange, 24/7 lifestyle D/s, master/slave relationships, pet/slave training, sexual servitude, free-use households, harem dynamics, and complete sexual ownership. ☆ Explicit bodily fluids and functions: Large volumes of cum, multiple creampies, cum inflation, dripping, leaking, spitting, snowballing, rimming, golden showers (watersports), scat play (in som

He wasn’t just having sex; he was marking his territory. “Tell me,” he demanded, his pace increasing. “Tell me you’re my whore.” The words were filthy, degrading. And they ignited something deep and shameful in me. “I’m your whore, Sir,” I moaned, the admission sending a fresh wave of heat through my veins.

"Your wife becoming your sex slave, do you expect this to become permanent or is this a temporary thing?" "I doubt it will become permanent. She likes to read erotic books and I offered to allow her to experience the things she reads about in her books for three weeks to see if the reality was similar to her imagination." "What kinds of books?" "Reverse harem, women captured and sold as slaves, that kind of thing." "She's aroused by these?" "Yes, it's why I've offered her the experience."

She looked comfortable, like she owned the place. “Getting late, Matt,” she said softly. “You look tense. Why don’t you tell me a story? Or better yet, let me tell you one.” She started talking in that low, husky voice. Stories about late-night deals, fast cars, and men who thought they could control her. Every one had a dirty edge. How she once made a rival boss beg on his knees. How power felt better when it came with pleasure. Matt listened, pretending it was just work, but his dick stayed rock hard the whole time.

I gasp, snapping out of my sex dream. Again, I fucked the masked man in my dream, with my fingers driving in and out of my pussy while he fucks me. Except this time I dared to hit orgasm multiple times. He’s one of our VIPs in the club where I work as a waitress. They are freaks with too much money and insane sexual needs. The day I bumped into his chiseled abs, with my damp skin grazing against his rumored destructive cock, was the day I became his slave. I hiss and wipe off my pussy juice with the tip of my thumb.

She fucked herself hard while her other hand pinched and twisted her aching nipples, her brain replaying the feel of marcus strong hands on her breasts from the slip earlier, his powerful body pressing against her. His image in her mind pushed her over the edge. She came hard, biting her lip to stay quiet, her body shaking with the first real orgasm she’d had in years. The guilt hit immediately afterward, but the pleasure lingered, leaving her breathless and shocked at how vivid the fantasy had been. The fire instead of being quenched, was highly ignited…Tamara wanted more…..wanted those strong hands to grip her boobs tightly……she wanted him to dominate her. The principal's wife slutty Era j

her’s moaning is getting louder and louder , she pleads him to increase his phase and Samrat does that but before Erica could reach her climax Samrat pulls out his finger and sits straight in front of her “I don’t think disgust is right word , look at you behaving like such a good whore, who can spread her legs whenever i desire , You fell nothing but pleasure for me Erica.... admit it that you are my personal sex slave” he says in his deep voice , Erica is still breathing heavily , she is sweating but after hearing every word said by smart , she felt disgust of her own self , his words were like someone was pouring acid on her wounds but she quickly composes herself , she is feeling patheti