Femdom Slave Story Novels & Stories

The hottest Dom is standing in front of me with handcuffs in hand and a smirk on his face. That’s incredibly arousing. I feel like the luckiest girl in the world to have him as my Master. He binds my right leg to the chair’s back leg and repeats the process with my left leg. Then he secures my hands behind my back to the chair with the handcuffs. This position is uncomfortable, but it’s intensifying my desires. My bare body is fully exposed in front of him as he stands there in his suit. It evinces my powerlessness and his absolute control. This feeling of being under his intense dominance always brings me a unique kind of pleasure and satisfaction.

she beamed, gaining the other two ladies' full attention. "Gist you on what?" Sophia chuckled, trying to keep a straight face. "Two grownups alone in a house with walls and curtains covering them up, and it's a guy and a lady, of course, something is bound to happen. So tell us already, how was his action?" Annie smiled softly with an arched brow and immediately, Sophia's face darkened. "Don't even think too far...nothing like that would ever happen. Besides, I'm his SLAVE and I'm afraid you might have forgotten the meaning of that."

“I don’t want to go back there. Please, I'll do anything for you. I’ll be your slave, your toy, your property…anything! Just tell me!” “You can own me, use me, keep me locked in a fucking cage if that’s what you want. Just please don't send me back.” For a moment he didn’t blink,.didn’t move. His fury radiated from him like heat off a burning building. "You think spreading your legs will make things right? You think offering yourself is enough to fix this war you have started?” “But you're powerful and influential, Aziel King. You can protect me. You can end this. And I'll do anything for it. I'll be your...your slave, your sex partner, whatever you want, whenever you want. Just...please.”

A SEX SLAVE FOR MY DAD'S BEST FRIEND 1. My name is Sami, and I am 33 years old. I have been a slave for about three years. Prior to that I was married to a nice, but VERY vanilla man. He had been brought up that having sex was for making babies, and that's it. He didn't follow that to the letter, as we did have sex occasionally...but certainly not often and definitely not very exciting. The master has asked me to write about our relationship from the beginning until now. Sharing it with you is part of the task as well. Just like any task that I do, there are rules. The rules for this are as follows:

"Tonight, they all get to use your wife. You're going to serve us stark naked, you fluff them, clean creampies and do whatever they want." “Yes mistress, it's my pleasure to serve my masters.” Mark bowed, stripping of the fancy clothes Cindy had allow her wear early. Cindy grinned and the gangbang started, It was a gangbang for the ages, Cindy took them one after another, then in groups. Double vaginal, double anal, triple penetration. She was covered in cum, inside and out, they pissed on her in the shower while she laughed and opened her mouth. Mark was their servant….fetching water, towels, lube. He held her legs open, he ate cum from her asshole while another man fucked her pussy. They m

So why does this unnecessary talk ruin the rhythm again? "Let's have a deal" she proposed, looking straight into my eyes without a blink. I was stunned by her confidence for a second. "What deal?" I was actually amused by her words that a trapped woman like her will like to have deal with me? "I know you won't let me go so buy me. Buy me from that woman and take me with you. In return I will serve you for all my life with my body. I can't stand random men touching me every night and shattering my soul. So let it be only you. I will be your slave forever!" She forced out everything with so much struggle as if she was putting her whole heart into it. Selling herself to me looked like a good id

So she said it again. "You've already slept with a woman. I think you had more than enough, you just said you're tired. Why bother! Too lustful! Greedy! Promiscuous!" She emphasized each word and turned her face away from his dark eyes. He narrowed his eyes like a watchdog. "Aha, I got you! You're trying to avoid paying your debt. It doesn't matter if I would be full and enough or not from having sex with other women. But it's your duty to serve me whenever I want and you have NO rights to refuse."

Lucifer Alpha's Slave is a Dark romance novel intended for adults readers only. This book has a villainous heroes, enemies to lovers, angst, and explicit/ intense/ kinky-forced situations. If you're looking for a sweet romance, then this book is NOT for you. *********************** Exempt from the story ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "You should have knelt down when I asked you to. You shouldn't have challenged me but you did. Now, you will see my warth." "I am begging you, stop this." she tried again, maybe he will change his mind. It wasn't her fault she couldn't bow down to him. She just can't.

But the thought of that man doing more than her stepmother did to her made her guts shrink. Jean guessed what would happen to her later. 'Am I going to be made a prostitute, a mistress or worst of all, will I be made a sex slave by a man named Dominic?' That's what Jean thought about her future. Jean saw shady trees along the way. Her hand gripped her dress tightly. This was very far from where she lived. Jean was only accompanied by Dominic's bodyguard. Dominic? She didn't know where he was. Jean and Dominic haven't spoken since the auction.

"Enough with all this shit, Aliyah. You're coming with me. Right where you belong!" He was about to lay a hand on me when a voice boomed from behind him, freezing us both in place. "She's not going anywhere, Brayden. She stays here." Brayden chuckled and spun around to face King Ashton. "I told you, you can't keep a slave without the royal committee, Ashton. She's mine, and I'll do whatever it takes to make sure she knows it!" "She's no longer a slave, Brayden. If that's what you believe, then you clearly haven't been paying attention," the king said, tipping his chin toward my neck. "She's not yours to claim."