Female Chastity Slave Novels & Stories

The wet sounds of my mouth on her, the slap of my hips, her nails digging into my back while she moaned like a dirty slut for me. My fist pumped faster. Pre-cum poured from the slit, dripping onto the bathroom floor in thick strings. I spat into my palm and stroked harder, the slick, sound of it filling the small room. I thought about how her pussy used to grip me, hot and already soaked, clenching every time I bottomed out. How she’d beg for it deeper, harder, while those perfect tits bounced with every thrust. I wanted to paint them. Wanted to come all over those soft mounds, watch my cum drip down the valley between them, smear it into her skin until she was shiny and marked.

I whispered, my voice already husky with need. Two maids entered and unchained me. They bathed me gently but thoroughly, their hands lingering on my breasts and between my legs as they washed away the dried cum. They dressed me in a scandalously short black dress that barely covered my ass, with a deep plunging neckline that showed off my tits and no underwear. The thick leather collar with Isabella’s initials remained locked around my throat, and they added silver nipple clamps connected by a thin chain that tugged deliciously with every movement. A small remote-controlled vibrator was slipped inside my pussy, set to low, making me moan softly as it buzzed against my sensitive walls. “You l

Crawling forward on shaky limbs, she spread her ruined, dripping pussy and ass with trembling fingers and looked up at them with hazy, worshipful eyes. “More…” she begged hoarsely. “Please don’t stop. I need these huge cocks to completely destroy me. I’m your filthy, addicted, cock-worshipping whore forever.” Darius stroked her hair, smiling with dark satisfaction. “Good girl. Your old life is done, princess. You gone black, you now belong.”

Vivienne shouted, her voice trembling as she held back the surge of emotions. Christian did not wince. Instead, he wiped the corner of his lips with his thumb, then let out a cynical chuckle, staring at Vivienne with an even darker gaze. “Yes, you do have a husband. But your husband is clearly ashamed of having a wife like you, isn’t he?” Christian sneered, stepping forward until the tip of his shoe bumped against Vivienne’s flats. “He’s probably busy licking another woman somewhere out there. Did you forget? Last night, he insulted you instead of defending you. So why bother staying loyal? Come on, become my mistress for one night. I’ll pay you thirty thousand Euros for one round.”

I passed several other maids, all whispering and gossiping about what had happened. —Chloe? Chloe! What's going on here? — I heard Aspen's voice as she tried to run after us, but Gamma Remus held her back. — Why are they taking Chloe? Do something! — she said to Remus, but he lowered his head and said nothing. Of course he wouldn't do anything. I was nothing to them. Just a simple girl who the alpha forced to work as a servant. I was dragged to the dungeons, where I was forced to my knees. My hands were chained to a wall by silver chains.

He did and she nodded her head nervously. "I wanted to take things easy with you but you don't want that. You want to show the most dangerous man how tough and stubborn you are. So from today, you will be my slave. Not just a slave, but my sex slave, my sex toy, my sex object." Jennifer was shocked. She didn't see that coming. "I don't understand. What do you mean by your sex slave?" Jennifer said.

"Whatever I have with him is nobody's business. We're both adults and can do as we please. With all due respect, you and nobody else have the right to judge me since I owe no one, and it's not a sin to be with a man or a woman." "Good point, but the delicate detail is that you've flown too high and may suddenly fall and..." "I'm aware, and I don't care because... How do I explain it? I don't consider myself a whore. I'm a woman who has the right to be free, and I don't see the need for commitment." "I'm speechless," he says after grabbing the bottle and refilling his glass. "Waiter, can you bring us a bottle of vodka, the best you have, regardless of the price?"

His fingers dug into my skin hard enough to leave marks and he leaned in so close I could smell the meat on his breath. "You look almost pretty tonight little slave," He whispered, his hand moving lower down my arm. "After the ceremony I think I will request you for private service and we can explore just how much pain a human can take before they break." His fingers traced the bruises on my wrist from last week when he had held me against the wall and whispered all the things he wanted to do to me. I had to stand there and take it because fighting back meant death. Even now his touch made my skin crawl and my stomach turn, but I kept my face blank because showing disgust would earn me twent

Mistress mommy continued, "Now obviously neither one of us want to keep you in your slave position, so you will only be required to submit to us when you are referred to as 'slave.' in all other occasions my sweet daughters will act normally, or as normally as a household full of horny lesbians act. Chantel and I have enjoyed a long history of mutual sexual gratification together. We have been having sex, since the two of you first took each other's virginities. I waited until Chantel told me that the two of you had finally sealed the deal, before I made my move on her." "I am so happy that the two of you have each other. I truly think the two of you are meant to be. But now we can have so m

‘This is going to be easier than I thought. But boy was he wrong to underestimate the power of a woman. They stood in a straight line as they awaited her arrival. Meanwhile… Christina was being entertained by her sex slaves. She never had penetrative sex only oral sex was given to her by her slaves. She was a virgin at 25 and she was ok with it. Ever since her uncle, Victor tried to rape her, she had never had the interest of actual sex hence she only enjoyed being eaten out. It still gave her the high of real sex…or that's what she thought.