Gay Chastity Slave Novels & Stories

He muttered "I do not want to know the kind of image you have of me, yes, I am a rejected mate but is it my fault?, And the fact that I am a slave doesn't mean that I will stoop so low to sleep with just anyone, even if he rejected me as his mate, I am still his personal slave" Daciana poured with anger vibrating from her body. She had imagined this happening but she didn't think it will happen too soon. "Oh you mean his sex slave Luna?" Carey added, he looked around to make sure no one was near by to see him and grabbed her waist with one hand and the other firmly placed on her bare back.

She on the other hand is the girl whose parents were killed, was made a slave, and now has powers she has no idea how to use. She felt small compared to her mates and wondered if the Moon Goddess did not make a mistake when pairing her with them. Growing up she was excited about meeting her mate and that feeling intensified when she was a slave. She prayed for her mate to come and find her. maybe save her from the life of slavery she was living, but as years went by and she did not shift. She gave up on the mate thinking that maybe she really was human and had no mate like werewolves do.

The black hair fell to her waist, the white skin dyed red, her luscious breasts, and the nervous eyes looking at him. And when Agatha slowly spread her legs, Brett saw the juice dripping on her pussy. ‘She’s getting wet,’ Brett thought. Agatha’s face was filled with embarrassment, but her body reacted to Brett’s words. For the first time, Brett was happy that he bought Agatha as his slave, and she should obey everything he says. “That’s right, Agatha. Your appearance right now is very sexy,” saying this, Brett pulled down his shorts and grabbed his c*ck.

I forced my way towards the desk, opened the file and glanced through the white and black writings, each rule felt like a death sentence. 1. I am officially his mistress. 2. My pussy belongs to him, anytime, anyday, anywhere and without complaints. 3. No man has access to my pussy other than him. 4. No one knows about our relationship. “This is modern day sex slavery!” “Just sign it, Jun,” he spat back, his patience thinning. “ No complaints, remember?” My fingers tightened with more force than necessary as I signed the contract. “Good girl,” he said coolly, his voice disgustingly sweet. He stepped closer and pressed a kiss on my exposed cleavage.

Huh? "You're my slave. My personal slave and I'm the master here. I use you the way I want. Now, do your job if you don't want to regret having a tongue." He stated to her icily and stretched his arms out again as Sophia swallowed the lump down her throat and loosed his robe's belt, undressing him. "Now, that's a good girl." Ice Pick made a small silly smile and smirked. She finished taking off his clothes including the briefs he was putting on as he stood huge and naked before him with tattoos on his right arm and below his abdomen.

"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

That was the last straw. I slammed as deep into her as I could go and roared as I coated the inside of her intestines with my cum. Jet after Jet sprayed deep in her ass and she dissolved into a puddle of ecstasy, screaming words that made no sense. It was almost religious in nature her voice giving birth to nonsense that sounded like another language. Then as the last spurt of my cum blasted into her she collapsed onto the table going limp. She'd orgasmed so hard that she'd passed out. I slowly pulled out of her rear passage, feeling the pleasant drag of her sphincter over every inch of my spent cock. I looked down at this, my fourth slave wife and felt love for her fill my heart just like w

I watch as he pours her a glass of milk, then carries it over to her, not spilling a drop. "Most start with chains, like the ones you are using, then slowly build up to that Kitty" I nod amazed. Sitting I watch the whole thing; it opens my eyes for sure. Marcus has not used me as a slave, not to this extent anyway, that is for sure, he is building it up. "Wait is that?" I look at Marcus, and he nods. "A lot of male slaves will wear chastity devices" I nod amazed yet again. "So, this is the aim for me, Master?" He nods but shakes his head.

I swallowed the whole cock again and began to move it back and forth, always using more force and also scratching the inside of his leg. It didn't take long and his body tensed up more, his taste became stronger and I knew he was about to cum, so just as the first spurt was about to come out, I pulled my mouth away and stopped all the stimulation. The slave couldn't stand it and said. "No!" The man's voice echoed. I heard my Master's laughter and I turned my face away, he moved and I got back on all fours, standing at his feet. ************* Note: Don't forget to like, comment and share the book! This really helps it grow on the platform

By the time she reached five, her bottom burned and tingled, and her sex was throbbing with need. "Well done," Chad praised. He rubbed her tender cheeks soothingly before delivering a few more sharp slaps that made her yelp. "Now let's see if that's put you in your proper mindset." He stepped away briefly and returned with something cold and slick pressing against her bottom hole. A small anal plug, Cassandra realized as he worked it inside her, stretching her in the most delicious way. "There we go," Chad said, giving it a wiggle that made Cassandra clench around it reflexively. "That should keep you nicely in line."