Novel & Cerita Gay Master And Slave

Chapter:5 ****** A handsome man lay on his bed stripped off his items of clothing as slaves lazily tried to bring him pleasure. A slave girl sat on him while she rides him as another worked on trailing kisses down his legs. A gentle male slave lies beside him as he ran his hands up and down Their Master's chest. But the receiver wasn't in the mood for such foreplay. His body, heart, and soul were completely owned by the thoughts of just one man. Gouria didn't want to send the slaves out of his presence just yet, for fear of what might befall them, so he lay there staring pitifully at them as they worked his body.

It was frustrating. "You will not get anything from him if you do not beg him. Ask master to let you release. Beg him to let you cum." The woman whispered in my ear. "Master, let me cum please." I moaned and begged him as I was told. He smirked widely and stroked my dick. My breaths quickened as the knot in my stomach went deeper. I released a loud groan and unloaded myself. "Lick him clean, now." He ordered the woman and she hovered over me. She licked my cum and swallowed it.

He ordered. Biting my lower lip, I obeyed what he said. Few slaps on my butt landed before Adam roughly entered me again. “Is it good?” He whispered while thrusting in and out. Slowly, I nodded and spoke. “Y-Yes. Y-Yes, daddy!” Another spank landed on my butt. “Ahh, f-ck. My sub.” I thought in just one orgasm, both of us will stop. But the contrary happened. My body felt tired as my p-ssy is already swollen. Even me is still gasping for air to breathe in and out.

I asked him in a surprising tone. "Do you think I'm so dumb?" He asked me back, bringing me to my senses. "No master. I'm sorry master," I pleaded but somehow his touch kept on turning me on. "I saw how they touched you at the gate. How they grabbed and squeezed you bôóbs. How they smacked your ass at every chance they got and how they tried their best to fuck you to your satisfaction but they couldn't, could they?" He said. I just looked down in disappointment. He raised my face up and kissed my lips while involving our tongues in some kind of wrestle which he won easily.

I’d been gone from the world for five years, but I still understood the suffocating weight of desperation. "Your master must be cruel," I said gently. "He should have listened to your side of the story. It’s not fair to blame you for everything—especially when it’s his child running off. Parenting isn’t just the responsibility of a maid." She turned to me, her tear-streaked face a mixture of confusion and disbelief. "Are you... serious? Have you been living under a rock?" I blinked, caught off guard. "Why would you say that?" "Wait," she said, her voice sharp with realization. "You don’t know who Justin Hunt is?"

Someone like her? She's never called anyone that; never! People had been the ones to always adore her. Too bad she's not the multi-billionaire Nina again. She's now a sex slave to a devil. "You know what to call me. Don't call me by my name again." He warned. "Ma.....master, I'm...too weak to do anything. My body aches." She finally concluded and waited for an answer. An answer that determines whether she's going to be set free from him this moment or the one that determines she's going to pass soon.

I feel his dick twitch inside me as he cums hard. "Fuck baby so good," daddy groans as he slows down. He pulls out and I gasp as I feel his cum drip out of my hole. "What a filthy boy," Master sneers as he kneels up and looks over my body at my pussy. I look up at him as he slaps my pussy and makes me yelp. "Don't worry slut, I'm done with you now," Master says and rolls me onto my front so he can start untying my arms. I didn't even realise Master had cum but his dick is now soft and there's cum on his stomach.

I commanded my beta telepathically and in less than three minutes, a slave appeared in the room and without wasting another second, I bent her over the desk and penetrated her deeply. I groaned as my length went into her hole completely. She came prepared, smeared in okro gel for easier and less painful penetration. I thrust in and out of her at an insane speed, the smell of my breeder’s arousal filled my senses and the only image on my mind was of me penetrating her while she moaned but only that the woman bent is a slave that can’t even arouse me. I pulled out of her and my semen sprayed all over her back. I hate not finishing in my women but at the same time, I can’t risk having children

Women definitely watched him with hungry eyes full of need and desire but it takes more than a pretty face to catch his attention. People often made the mistake of believing Dominance was loud. Master Steele proved otherwise. His authority lived in restraint. In patience. In the dangerous calm behind His silver eyes. To those privileged enough to know Him, He was a Master in every sense of the word — respected, feared, desired. A man who understood the intricate dance between control and trust better than most understood themselves. BDSM was not a hobby to Him. It was culture. Psychology. Ritual. Art. And Fantasy was His masterpiece.

Damon said and the so-called Alfred brought out his phone, did something on it, and then kept it in his pocket. "WTF!! six million dollars!" uncle Damon yelled happily. "You can leave now!" Alfred, who hasn't spoken since they came in, finally spoke. And she must confess his voice sounded cold, very cold and it was also filled with so much authority. "Of course I will. You know she'll make a very good s***x slave!" uncle Damon said smiling and Lisa became numbed immediately at the mention of the " s**x slave ". "S***x slave?!" Lisa asked no one in particular. Her heart was beating so fast.