Gay Chastity Slave Novels & Stories

Alfred asked as he held her hands tightly. "Sir... you're hurting me," Lisa cried out as she couldn't bear the pain anymore. "I would prefer you address me as master and not sir. I'm your master because I own you. you're my slave and my property," Alfred yelled and hit her hard on her breast and Lisa cried out in pain. "I hate silence, you respond while speaking," Alfred said and landed a hot slap on Lisa's cheek. "Yes sir... I..master," she muttered as Alfred hit her on her face again, and then she found herself screaming in tears.

Everywhere I look it's full of men in black. Suddenly I felt weak when an armed man pushed me to the floor in front of their boss. He took the tape off my mouth and I started talking. ′′What will you do to me?" While my eyes are full of anger. "So what's up, woman?Why did you let us caught you? So bad, you ended up here." he said while sitting on the couch and holding a cigarette. "Ahh, so you're saying that this is my fault?" He signaled one of his slaves. Without hesitation, he slapped me on my left cheek.

She repeated weakly, her lips trembling. “Three lines! Form three lines, fools,” Thorn growled, his long whip shining brightly in his hand. He quickly turned, his eyes fixed on me. “Get in line bitch,” he spat, his face twisted in a frown. “I'm try-ying,” I stuttered, pulling Steph. She could barely stand, her legs were bent making it impossible to lift her up. “Fuck!” I groaned, filled with frustration. The other slaves were already in line, murmuring within themselves.

“You are such a whore.” Vythea gasped, and Gorvane grinned, kissing the bottom of her breasts, her belly, and then lowered his face to her sopping cunt. Vythea wanted him, despite the shame of the generals watching them. He lingered on her pussy lips, teasing the swollen crevice then diving into her pussy. His fingers slipped into her dripping cunt, followed his lips. Then, he teased her clit, licking up under the hood as his fingers plunged deep into her pussy.

He stated bringing back her attention, she nods and he released her jaw, he rest his hands on the bed, giving Imogen a challenging look. She held back for a bit, then remembered her former mistress Samantha words. A s3x slave is expected to do anything, anything to satisfy her master. And that is what she is, she is a s3x slave and he is her master. She brought her mouth closer to his c*ck, licking the tip of his c*ck. "Mmm" A loud moan escaped from Simon but yet he still had a strict look on. She took his huge d*ck into her mouth, stroking it as she sucks on it as fast as she could to put him in great ecstasy soon.

I stuttered in her face. "I don't care about you and Ian you psycho gay. Let go off me!" She struggled. "Gay? How dare you called me gay!" "Ian is a guy, and you like him a lot, so you are a gay!" "Let's see what I'll do to you," I said, raised her legs. “No, stop Zaki!” She shouted and kicked me, so I caught her foot. "Do you have a plan to fight and run away from me? Will you run away even without clothes?"

I'm spread naked with this greasy hair on my head, definitely not a sight I want him to see. Then his eyes fell on my private part, "Pussy so pretty, it shouldn't be fucked." It's like he's talking to himself when he keeps on staring at it. So I close my legs as a reflex. "Sure, hide it from me," the way he says it makes me want to open them at that instant, "I'll claim this one for now." He thrusts into my other hole in a swift motion, neglecting to give me time to adjust. I bite my lips when he speeds up, panting and moaning at the same time while he shows a smug face, certainly proud to make me behave this way, "Get how amazing it is to be gay now?"

“W-what the—" “The wolf dog prefers virgins. Hah, seeing your reaction it must be quite true. You need your maidenhood torn to make you a useless tribute, Chastine. Think about it.” While what the man proposed was logical, it was a matter of ethical dilemma for Chastine. She was indeed a slave since she was brought her to her first master, but she was marketed to be vestal to keep her worth high. Master after master, they had respected that idea. Until she met this fellhound.

( WARNING: MATURE CONTENT! NOT SUITABLE FOR 17UNDER) I felt like I'm a slave under his caresses, his hot breath on my neck also didn't help. It brought some heat to my system. I'm not that dumb to not understand what's happening but maybe I'm so stupid because my body love what he's doing. He has a girlfriend, Cassandra. I kept saying it in my mind just so I could have the strength to stop everything that’s happening in my body but it was really treacherous.

WRECKED BY MY MASTER: THE TALE OF A SEX SLAVE 1 I knelt naked in the center of the dimly lit playroom, wrists locked behind my back in thick leather cuffs, a heavy metal collar locked tight around my throat. My cock was already rock-hard and leaking, trapped in a tight steel cock cage that Master had snapped on the moment I walked through the door. I was twenty-two, smooth, toned from years of anxious gym sessions, and tonight I was nothing but a set of holes for him to use.