Fart Slave Story Novels & Stories

He may be my first mate and this is the first time I became a slave, but I am not innocent to these kinds of things. Some of the girls in my village who became a slave and was freed by their masters were talking about this stuff. They said it is normal for slaves to be s*x slaves. Some of them are even enjoying it. My back is resting in comfort against the soft mattress when suddenly, the bed rocked. Ryler positioned himself on top of me. I was busy traveling my eyes all around the room that I did not notice him approaching. He leveled his face at me. His eyes locked on mine. Without removing his gaze at me, he reach for my hands and held my wrists to place them above my head.

"Lisa's father, the impotent husband of a slave we had briefly, and five of my poker buddies, though one of them is probably more gay than not, and a submissive and he's currently on the Pacific Crest Trail hiking for several months with a brand new girl dominant." "I doubt if you'll have problems with the delivery driver," Sam said. "Don't order food from there any more. The gay submissive shouldn't be a problem either. Just tell him to stay the fuck away. The impotent guy; if he's impotent, how did he fuck your slave and how often would you see him?" "He used a strap-on, and I doubt we'll see him again. His wife was serving as a slave due to his impotence, but he realized he might be able

The master never allowed anybody pass the night in his chambers and he had actually left the chambers for her and went into his secret room where they were sure he passed the night in. They figured the lady's womanhood must be to enjoyable to receive such treatment from the Master. They wished she wasn't the Master's slave so they could get a taste of her too but they know too well not to temper with any of the Master's s*x slaves. The last guard who had a secrete affair with one of the Master's s*x slave had his manhood cut off and hanged at the entrance of the castle for a warning to other ones. He had died from bleeding and the slave he had the affair with, killed her self before the Mast

“Sold for sixty million!" Did I just spend sixty million for a slave?

"This is what it looks like. It looks like me; a needy slave slut, Grade A prime meat." "And me," Rhonda said. "And me," Evelyn added. "Don't forget us," Marcia and Chantelle said. I smiled at my sisters. "And them." "It's not just slaves that are sluts," Shasta said. "I know a lot of men fuckers want to stick their cocks in every hole they can as often as they can get it up." "Can I hear an amen?" Bill said. "Amen, brother," Sam said. "It's not our fault," Master said. "Really. They manage to coax another erection out of me no matter how tired I am. Can I help it they're so delectable I can't leave them alone?"

I said waving the book at his face. "Can I see? he inquired smiling. I nodded and stretched the book to him. "Slave to the Ruthless Master" he read aloud raising his brows. "This is an 18+ rated story" he said and eyed me. "What? I'm almost 18. It's just two months remaining" I defended. And it's not as if I haven't seen worse. What could be worse than what I caught Jayden doing today in the washroom? It's a human story that talked about a girl whom was sold by her father to a ruthless master who killed people without a second thought.

Master’s son came to the house and we continued from where we had stopped. I had my pussy filled at all time and I was their sex slave, I got pregnant and they told me to keep the baby.

Hearing my previous friends cursing me like this, there seems to be something stuck in my heart. I sigh. “ Betty, are not you happy with Bruce? We all know how much he loves you.” Betty snorts. “ You all know how much he loves me... Then do you know why I became his slave?” I shake my head. “ You did not tell me.” Betty shouts loudly, “ You did not care about me, so I did not tell you. He raped me. I have no more choices. I have to be his slave.” I am surprised. Bruce really raped Betty as he mentioned when I was eavesdropping.

My head throbbed even more. I gritted my teeth as I tried to push away the man who was lusting over my body. “Stop squirming. From now on, you will become our sex slave. Your mother sold you to us in exchange for their lives.” The stranger said in laughter as she carried me like a sack and went inside the broken house, throwing me onto the dirty bed as he called his other friends to join the fun. “No, no… I don’t want this…” I looked at them who were looking at me with excitement, as they had already removed their clothes.