Gay Foot Slave Novels & Stories

How can I like someone who almost killed me for no reason? “Excuse me but did you call me illiterate and idiot? How dare you, you pathetic human slave! You dirty bitch, you have no right!” Gina shrieks before she pushes me down onto the floor. She kicks me hard and calls one of the guards. “ I am Damien is friend, Gina. You know me, right? Take this bitch! Hurt her as bad as you can! Do whatever you want to do to her. Then kill her if you want. That is an order!” Gina yells in rage. I look up to the guard and recognize that he was one of the guards who hit Betty and me before the slave choosing ceremony. He also recognizes me. He smiles sadistically. I can see what he will do soon. “ No Gina

“Look here, Hay, what are you attempting to prove? Is she your slut or what?” “Yeah. She's my new slave. Got a problem with it, bastard?”

In fifteen seconds, the slave slut climaxed like I did, her pussy juice left to run down to her stretched anus. Master had an erection now, but he surrendered his position as Dominant to Shasta. While he was idle, Master had Lisa give him a hummer. I would have happily done it, but I was still suspended upside down from the cross with my two nether holes filled, in the background for some of Evelyn's and future shots.

Jan aka 'the Fox' unhooked his belts, brought out his limp rod, lubricated it with his spit and waited for them to begin. Adam picked up a slapper and hit Ashley on her stomach. Her breath caught and she hissed silently. "What's your name, slave?" "Ashley sir." "Ashley, what do you want me to do to you?" "Anything you want sir." "Good girl….." 'Pah!pah!pah!pah!pah!pah! Adam slapped Ashley repeatedly on the butts. She took it grunting deep in her throat.

Judas frowned again, his eyes squinted as he stared at Mavie. “Huh…?” Mavie stammered. “I don’t understand… What do you mean?” she asked, also frowning as she seemed to recall what she just said and what the man said in reply. “You will be my slave but not to do any of those that you have mentioned. Because you will be my personal masseuse, bedwarmer and you will have to satisfy me in bed. In other words, you will be my fuck toy,” he said his words with intense lust filling him, but all Mavie felt was the fierce threat of how she might suffer in his hands once she became his slave.

I begged, thankful that at least the gag was still off. “He’s my sex slave, bitch, I can do what I want with him!” She grabbed him and hauled him upright; I could hear her loud footsteps and his shuffling, reticent ones. “You’re coming with me, slave. I’m going to teach you a lesson you won’t forget. Oh!” She started to laugh, cackling loudly. “You’ve got out of your ropes. You are a strong one, aren’t you?” Keila purred. It made me feel sick. What was that psycho going to do to him?

He suddenly cried when Kayson was about 20 meters away, “Mr. Yarde, wait!” Kayson paused and turned back. “Anything else?” Gael was burned all over, but it was like he felt no pain as he stood up directly and declared, “I’d like to work for you, Mr. Yarde. Will you give me a chance?” Kayson froze and repeated blankly, “You want to work for me?” He then asked in confusion, “You finally got your freedom, and you still want to stay under someone’s influence?” Gael shook his head. “I’m someone who knows nothing but martial arts practice. I don’t know how to do anything else aside from this.

Wasn't it enough for her stepmother to hurt her father by having an affair with some young men behind him? And now, Jean's life would end up being one of the few auction women to become slaves to the lust of the masher men. Not to mention having to accept the risk if the man who bought her was a sadist or has a sexual disorder. Was Jean so despicable in her stepmother's eyes that she has the heart to sell her? Jean cried silently. "Silence means agreeing." Said Madam without wanting to hear anything from Jean. She also ordered her two bodyguards to carry Jean.

"Did you fight with someone at school, is that it?" Her voice rose slightly, and Reece thought she was angry. His eyes widened in surprise, then quickly filled with tears. Scared, he stood frozen in place, clutching the fabric of his clothes with his small hands as he explained in a tiny voice, "Mommy, I didn’t want to fight with Fatty, but he kept telling all the other classmates that I’m an illegitimate child, that I don’t have a daddy..." Reece sounded so pitiful, and his voice began to tremble and choke up. "Fatty even pulled my hair and pushed me to the ground. That was the only time I fought back."

I wept hoping he would understand. “My word is my the final. Starting from today. YOU ARE MY SEX SLAVE”