Gay Chastity Slave Novels & Stories

, I whispered. “... I will keep it short and no need for introduction because we all know why we are here. Let the auction begin!”, He concluded and everyone clapped. ‘Auction? auction aucti-- No way!!’, Then it hit me. This is Kennedy! A notorious sex trafficker and smuggler. He holds a slave auction annually and I think... “Slave auctioning?! You brought me to a slave auction?!!", I yelled at Ivan. “You figured it out”, He said.

She stared at me with a serious face. "Let go of my ass." She declared. "Stop, you are the only one enjoying this sex, I don’t want to be like this anymore," I said to her. She smirked. "I didn’t call you here to enjoy the sex, I am the boss, and you are my slave, so I am meant to enjoy this sex, not you." She replied, attempting to move her hips again, but I refused to let go of her ass. I removed her legs from my lap and pushed her away from me. I got up from the chair and pushed her toward the bed with my hand. She staggered backwards, struggling to keep her balance, and wobbled forward, attempting to slap me when I held her hands and bent them behind her back. Turning her around with her

Sicilia blinked her eyes bowing her head. "I am sorry my Lord, it will never happen again." Sicilia stuttered biting her inner cheek in utter humiliation. She couldn't believe she was humiliated like this in front of a Slave. A mere slave! Gulping her anger down she started eating as well. Gabriel from the start used to eat his food with his both mistresses only to remind them each night who they are and to never consider themselves more than that but both of his mistresses were thick-headed. They never understood the meaning behind his words.

Shame floods me. But so does heat. I clench around him. Hard. He chuckles dark. “Yeah. You like that he knows. Likes that he can’t stop it.” I hate that he’s right. I come again. Screaming his name this time. Body convulsing. Pussy milking him. He doesn’t pull out. Fills me deep. Groans against my neck. When he finally slips free, cum gushes out. Pools under me. I lie there. Panting. Chained. Dripping from every hole. Skin marked with handprints. Bites. Cum.

"Rub that clit harder. Imagine my cock stretching you open while you do it. You're dripping for me, aren't you? Such a good little slut for Daddy." The word 'Daddy' hit like a spark to dry tinder, igniting memories I'd buried deep. My fingers plunged deeper, fucking myself in shallow thrusts, the wet sounds obscene in the quiet room. Cassian's breathing grew ragged behind the lens, his free hand adjusting the growing bulge in his pants. More flashes, more commands: "Squeeze those tits together. Lick your lips. Bend over and spread your ass cheeks—yeah, show me both holes."

I knew that l was going to leave my master. "Oh no she is more than unlucky. I heard that the demon who priced her for 200 million is actually Lord Ethane. He is the Lord who takes pleasure in killing his pets. I'm sure she won't last 3 months with him and she is so young". I heard a girl in the cage say from behind me. Does he really kill his pets? I know my life isn't good right now but l don't want to die. I'm just 17 l still want to live. My master was so happy that finally he is going to sell me off for a good price.

“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.”

".... And you are not going to be released until you are ready to gush. You started this Charlotte, but I will finish it, when, and as, and if, it suits me. And I will not release you until your cunt is ready to dissolve into my mouth…" You will learn from this Jade-Eyes.... Once more, I drop to my knees, taking my pleasure of her.... I own you and you will show me respect.... .... I know just how to play you, to raise your orgasm.... And as, yet again, her climax rises, I stand and slap it back down again.... "Please, Master…" "No." "Master.… please.…" "Do want me to gag you?" Slap! "Or would you prefer me to use a flogger?"

I said, my voice surprisingly steady, "it isn't appropriate for you to call me here for such trivial matters. Seeing me more than usual might confuse people into thinking there's something between us." He brushed my cheek with his knuckles, his touch gentle, almost tender. "And you? Do you think there's something between us, Tristan?" I met his gaze, my expression carefully neutral. "Something special? None. I'm your… slave, and you're my master." Giovanni's hand tightened on my chin, tilting my face up towards his. A cruel smirk twisted his lips. "I don't prefer that word. It's too clinical. You're my toy, Tristan. A plaything to quench my urges, a tool for my pleasure. You're still alive b

I moaned seductive rubbing my pussy fast as one of them already brought at his dick it was long and black I moaned at the sight if I could touch it and suck it I drooled like a whore I was fucking my pussy with two fingers buried inside me the man stroke his dick his eyes never leaving me he moaned and he shot his loads. The masked man’s eyes darkened. His gaze moved over the men then back to me with something that wasn’t just control. It was possession. I was close to orgasm when he tugged on my leash saying show was over. Those horny men grumbled while he chuckled saying another girl will serve them shortly that I wasn’t on the menu although a part of me wanted to be on the menu. He wanted