Gay Feet Slave Novels & Stories

“I admire your strength. I was once like you too but now I stab myself when someone orders me to. Let’s wait and see where this stubbornness will get you to.” “You wait and see,” Maryanne said before turning to me. Look at you, you were willing to whore out yourself at the first chance. You think it’ll get you favors, don’t you? I’m pretty sure all the slave girls have tried it. I wonder why you think you’ll be the special one.” No one dignified that with a response. Kayla who had already wrapped a bandage around her thigh started to walk out. Letty stood up. “Let’s get out of here and get over with your induction.”

He got turned on just by watching her touch herself sensually. A soft moan escaped from his lips, but not loud enough for Adena to hear. His manhood was growing in size, just by watching his slave take a bath. He never thought he would lust after his slave like this. She was undoubtedly the most beautiful slave he had ever had, with defined curves. He watched as she ran her fingers through her hair, then caressed her n!pples and how she let the shower pour on her wounded back. "F*ck" he breathed out. He was turning her on so bad that he almost lost control. He wanted to pounce on her inside the shower, right there. But he wasn't going to let himself stoop that low, she was a slave.

I said and kiara smile and niharika laughed like a witch. "Ohh wait wait wait what did you just mention your husband *she laughed like a witch* so for your kind information let me tell you you are his slave. Just his slave whom he doesn't love but lusted more than anything. He just fucks you to overcome his stress and you have already consider him as your husband. You are a slut nandini one day he will handover you to his other servants just let him got over you. " Niharika said and my eyes just watered. I don't want to hear this but this is only truth of my life. Yes i am a sex slave.

I fist my palm as I try not to let it take over me. " Oh, but you are... You are a fucking slut and I ... And I am your master. Do you understand?" My voice heavy and low as I wheeze. I never believed in this shit of master and slaves. I am involved in a lot of things that are twisted , illegal, and immoral in the eyes of the general.

“Perhaps I did. That doesn’t necessarily mean you had to it, though. Just like how it doesn’t mean just because you got yourself in this poor, poor little situation you’re in, you are to be silent and accept this new role. But no… Instead, you panicked at the thought of being in that heavy debt, and look where it got you. Discovered by the police, and forced to become my slave to settle the rest of your debt. For the rest of your life, may I add.” Seeing those fearful eyes dilate turned me on so well, causing me to whack the slave on the side with the cane. “AGH! You… crazy ugly bitch!” My lips twitched at the insult, as rage soon filled my very soul. “Would you like to say that again?” Drea

I nodded, but I was prompted to ask, "Don't be angry, I want to know what's going to happen by the time I'm unable to bring her here?" I was silent for a while, and I could tell he's wondering what to say. After a few seconds, he said, "Then you'll sell yourself to me as my slave for the rest of your life." He told me, and I was seized with fear. I'll sell myself to him as a slave? "You'll be the one to suffer in Gael's place," he said and walked inside the building. I know Levi meant every single word that's coming out of his mouth. I was stunned and fearful of the consequences. After a while, I walked into my car and drove out of the place.

If someone could spend 50 million dollars just to get me then they might want my body parts for more money. I was escorted to the backseat of a car and I waited there for whoever purchased me. I mean just the thought of me being a slave or sex slave to some old, ugly, fat, short, dirty man sent chills down my spine. What if he requests for a blowjob right inside this car, right now, what do I do? Tell him I don't have any experience or tell him to go fuck himself? He might end me! ‘No no no, stop such thoughts Lily!’, I warned myself.

I could feel his breath on my skin, and it made my stomach turn in many emotions. “You think you're special”, he snarled. His voice laced with venom. “But you're nothing, you're just a maid, My Maid, And now you know, you're going to learn what that means”. I whimpered as his hand moved to my breast, grabbing it harshly, pain shot through me and I gasped, tears streaming down my face. “Please”, I begged, my voice barely a whisper. “I didn't do anything”, I swear. He didn't care. His grip tightened as he leaned in closer, his eyes dark with malice. “Since you don't want to do your job, I'll give you a new one. You'll be my personal slave now. My sex slave”

The gown was as transparent as a glass and I could feel the men's gazes burning on my skin. The hall erupted in a maddening chatter as they ogled me with their eyes. "Fuck. Check out that dish." "Look at the tits on her." "She's perfect. That hair, that skin. She's a rare breed." "Slaves like these are seen on the market once in a lifetime." "I'll make her my sex slave. I've got big ideas about her." I didn't move, I didn't make an effort to hide my shame. The Slave Master was nearby and he held his spiked whip.

“You didn’t really believe you could escape forever, did you?” I glared at him, refusing to give him the satisfaction. “You think you're so powerful, don't you? Sitting there all high and mighty. But you’re nothing more than a glorified lapdog for Brian,” I snapped back, my voice dripping with venom. “You don’t even have your own will. You’re just another pawn. Nothing separates you from a slave like me.” Garreth’s smirk faltered, and I saw a flicker of something dark and dangerous in his eyes. “Watch your mouth, Cara,” he warned, his tone icy. “You have no idea who you’re talking to.”