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Jamie My knees ached against the hard rooftop floor as I knelt in front of Lena, staring at her thick, glistening strap-on cock covered in my own creamy cum. “Clean it,” she ordered, voice low and commanding. She grabbed a fistful of my hair and slapped the wet cock against my cheek. “Taste how slutty your pussy is.”

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.

"Spank her. Slap her face with your dick again. Make her beg." Every command was followed immediately. Hands cracked across my ass. Cocks slapped wetly against my cheeks and tongue. My holes stayed filled and used while Kyle watched and stroked himself, getting off on the sight of his fiancée being turned into a cum-drenched mess by a room full of bikers. Another orgasm built fast under the relentless attention. My body shook as the men used me without pause, driving me from one peak straight into the next. Kyle's voice kept coming through the phone, hoarse and demanding, telling them exactly how to fuck me, slap me, and fill me until I couldn't think of anything except the cocks stretching

"FUCK ME LIKE A BOSS! CLAIM YOUR PRIZE!" Dominic was going crazy. He was talking dirty, calling me his "little office slut" and his "forbidden gift." The words made my blood boil. I felt like a wild animal. I started to bounce on him, my hair flying in my face, my moans turning into raw, animalistic growls. "TELL ME!" he roared, his hands digging into my thighs until his fingerprints stayed behind. "WHO IS THE MASTER OF THIS HOUSE TONIGHT?" "YOU! YOU ARE!" I yelled. "FUCK ME HARDER, DOMINIC! DESTROY ME!"

"Perhaps you'll be ordered to lick a cunt after. You'd rarely licked a cunt before Shasta's sale, and on Tuesday, Shasta thinks you should be training her slave to be a better pussy pleaser. You're a natural slut, Regina. You climaxed while I whipped your cunt today. You're climaxing while you get your ass fucked. You love it don't you. Love being a slut slave; having your body used by everyone." "Yes, I love it, Domina," she growled. "I do. I love it. I've never felt so alive as I feel now." "On Friday night, you'll be serving as a table slave, sucking the dicks and licking the splits of the winners. How much cum will you swallow that night? At the end of the night, you'll be sold for the n

The sound of skin slapping against each other, the bed making squeaking sounds, Mariam's shout of pleasure, and Robin's grunts filled the room. He snaked his hands forward and grabbed her breasts pinching her n'pples hard. He drew on them with the force of his thrusts. He slapped the breast hard making Mariam scream out in pleasure, her moans filled the air. "Yes, yes do not take it easy on me..." She cried out begging him to continue and take her hard. Robin pulled out of her and stood up, dragging her with him. He had so desired to have one of master Damien's sex slaves and now that he have one to himself, he would use her well before moving to his main target which is Galene.

CONTENT WARNING: Explicit consensual BDSM enslavement, permanent bondage, objectification/dehumanization, gags, plugs/dildos, public humiliation, total power exchange, pain play references, training and conditioning CHAPTER ONE "And do you, Hole, take this man as your Master for all time? Do you pledge to serve his every whim, satisfy his every wish, and never forget your place as his pleasure property?"

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.

Every time I got close to cumming, he pulled back, leaving me whimpering and desperate. “Please… Lucian, I need to cum,” I begged, hips chasing his hand. “I’ll follow your rules. I’ll be good. Just please let me cum.” The conflict tore at me. Part of me was terrified of how far this was going, losing all control, becoming his weekend plaything. But the other part, the darker part, was completely addicted to his dominance. Lucian finally tied my wrists and ankles to the four bedposts, spreading me open like a sacrifice. He climbed on top of me, his thick cock sliding along my soaked folds.

he says, pulling out and thrusting in again, going deeper this time. A deep-throated groan comes out of me as my back bows, and I feel Gabriel’s hands grip my hips. He pulls out and pushes in again, and again. His strokes are slow and languid, as though he has all night to fuck me. Given his youth, I bet he can do it, too. “There you go, Kayla. Take my cock.” I shiver at his words as he takes my hands and raises them above my head, gripping my wrists in one hand while pinching my nipple with the other. I gasp in pleasure, hardly knowing where to focus my attention.