Gay Foot Slave Novels & Stories

“You fucking slut! You are nothing but a dirty whore!” I yelled as Genna delivered a kick to my stomach, the pain literally bringing me to my knees. “Since you want to be a slut, I'll show you how to be a slut! Boys!!!” Genna yelled. The door opened and three men walked in, wearing nothing but a grin on their faces. They looked familiar, and it took a moment for me to realise that they were also some of the slaves in the pack.

She was wearing black fitted leather pants with a cropped white strapless lace top and a black leather jacket. Her look was complemented by suede ankle-heel boots. Grace wrinkled her nose. “You’re going on date dressed like that?” “Like how?” Nina asked, turning around and checking out her perky ass. “I like it.” “You look like a gangster.” “Really?” Nina turned to face her mother. “Yes.. like a thug. Your boyfriend will be scared away.” Nina smiled. “It’s perfect then.” Her boyfriend was in the Mafia. She was sure he would like her badass look.

even the 4rt Slave named Kathleen moan and call Shun's Name as if Shun Yu was the one played it, they played there cli-t in a fast pace so they can enjoy more pleasure that they want, they are so wet that there sweet juice fragrance invading the room,. "69" Shun Yu said then the 2 slave stop then nodded, they position themselves a 69 position then 3rd and 4rt spread there legs,. 3rd Slave Shane was on top who was facing 4rt Slave's Wet pinkish p*ssy she even lick her lips when she saw it then 4rt slave Kathleen who was at the bottom facing the dripping wet p*ssy of 3rd Slave Shane the juice slowly dripping on her face that she happily open her mouth to wait for it to drop.

"Please... don't do this. I’ve never... nobody has ever touched me. Please, Cassius!" "You're begging? I spent ten years begging! Every time Gideon or Draven used me as a punching bag, I begged. And you know what they said? They said a slave has no right to words. You aren't a Duke's son anymore. You’re my property. My personal toy." "Stop! It hurts! You're breaking my skin!" "Crying won't help you here. This is the first payment on a debt that can never be settled. From the moment your father’s heart stopped, you became my asset. My slave. My ghost. I am your Master now, and you will learn to obey."

“You have two choices here. It’s either you become our slave or you die. Pick.” “The last thing I’d ever do is become your slave and serve the ones who killed my family. I want never a thing to do with the likes of you.” Kaya yells at Kade’s face, to which he finds amusing. “She has ambitions, except this wasn’t a choice from the start. Kaya, you’re ours.” That remains his last word before a guard appears in the room and Kade orders further. “Take her to the slave’s quarters for now. We’ll know what to do with her afterward.”

Gio reached into the bag and pulled out a 24 carat gold collar engraved with a vine pattern with small red garnet hearts running around it. He also pulled out a brass heart shaped lock engraved with the tag 'Gio's sex slave' on it. He showed them both to Tiffany. "This is your last chance, Tiffany, to walk away. If you ask me to put my collar and lock on you, then you belong to me. I will be your master and you will be my willing sex slave. I will own your mouth, your tits, your pretty little bald pussy and your sexy pink ass and I will fuck them all whenever I want. If that's what you want, then ask your master to lock his collar around your submissive sex slave neck."

"Yes, or I'm punished. Of course, it's not just my husband who can tell me to do what he says. I'm a sex slave and must do whatever a non-slave or free person tells me what to do. Although I'm only a white silk slave and my sexual organs are off limits to others except my Master. I may only use my mouth or hands to serve anyone else. We'll take this one too. I love it. I shall have to be careful walking or my pussy will be exposed, but the thrill of exposure keeps me on my toes." "Are you a lesbian?" She asked. "No," I replied, "but I'm a sex slave and my personal sexual preferences are of no concern. I must satisfy any free person who asks. "Would I be considered a free person?" Gwen asked.

She never complained, but she gasped every time I touched them, which, because I'm me, is whenever I fucking wanted. Slave gasped now and I knew Naomi had seated the plug. She lowered her head and drew her tongue across Slave's luscious-looking twat. I stopped what I was doing, so I could observe. I felt Slave tense, so I turned back and adjusted my stance. I slapped her fat titties. She whimpered and I snickered. Naomi used her fingers to spread Slave apart, and she started sucking on her insides.

He ordered. Holy Shit! This was going to be humiliating. As soon as I pulled his shoes off, I could smell the sweat coming off his feet. Still, I knew that I would have to go through with this. After I laid his socks on the floor beside his shoes, I lifted one foot up and began to lick the top of his foot. It tasted horrible. Odd how that horrid taste added to my feelings of degradation. I could feel my juices beginning to trickle down my thighs. I also began to feel myself slipping into subspace. That's the place in my brain where my natural submissiveness comes out. I go into full on slut slave mode and will do just about anything I am ordered to do. It's gotten me into trouble a few times

She yelled at Aldo. "The name is Aldo Dallas, but you can call me Master Aldo Dallas cause you are my slave," he said disgustingly annoying Paige to the core that she felt like vomiting. "Get off me you imbecile!" She tried pushing him away but instead she was cut off by a slap. "Ahh!!" As "You are my slave cause I bought you from your own mother's hand and damn! You know you can't escape from me," "No!" Paige yelled "Shut the f*ck up you whore. Now strip! I have been waiting for you to get back your consciousness, so you better behave woman!!" He snorted angrily.