Gay Master And Slave Novels & Stories

“He’s already added himself as the new account holder on your card. The account is still in your name, but every transaction now needs his approval. Your allowance is now tied to his approval. You’ll earn it by sending me videos of yourself degrading me while you masturbate. Every request, every command, every time you want money sent to him. You’ll beg out loud for it. You’ll describe how good it feels to be broke and broken and begging for scraps from my cock.” Emma’s breath hitched, but she kept her back arched. The collar felt suddenly heavier. She knew what this meant. The third baby growing inside her had left her body softer, fuller, more sensitive. The plug shifted inside her with ev

I said. “ I am glad to have met a man like you , it’s funny how at first I thought I will be made a slave but you were just like the light that I have been searching for to light the darkness in my life, I am glad we are together and that you are the father of my kids and if I leave this world and come back to this world again, I will choose you all over again” I said. She kissed me and didn’t pull away, we deepened the kiss and ended up having a two round sex.

My legs splayed out, one resting on the top of the couch and the other firmly planted on the floor. I slid my fingers down to my pussy. One finger entered my folds before rubbing my warm juices on my clit. My other hand went to my breast and began to massage it. “Your body is mine to do with as I please, Marissa. From now on, I will only call you Slave, because that’s what you will be.” His words ran over my body before reaching my ears, leaving heat in their wake. My cunt started to swell as I opened my eyes and stared at the man who was now my Master.

Boisterous voices from visitors who want to witness and become masters who would put as much money as possible to buy the auction woman they want. Jean and the seven women who participated in the auction lined up with their best poses to seduce the rich masters present in the room. Why was it called master? Because they would rule over the woman for a night or several days. Jean took a sip of saliva to see how many men had participated in the auction. This was her first time devoted to those who want to buy the best women in the club tonight.

I yelled, holding on to the bedsheet tightly. I was about having the most amazing orgasm ever, when he said.... "Don't you even dare think of having that orgasm, Slave. As a slave that you are, only I your Master can give you the permission to do so, and you as a slave have to seek for that permission and since you didn't. You are not allowed to have an orgasm." I'm pretty sure I heard everything he said, but I'm so close to having the best orgasm in my life.. This time, it's ten times more heavenly than when I had sex with my boyfriend's in the past.

Before I can even think, he rams himself full-length into me, I cry out, digging my hands into the dark surface and sulking. He doesn't stop, he takes his whole length out and puts it right back into me, and God, it's like I'm going to lose my mind. It's like the perfect mix between pain and pleasure, and it's unlike anything I have ever experienced in my life. My hands are tightly held behind me, and he sluts me out to the very maximum. Marlon Gustave is rewiring me, and I know that I will never remain the same after this. "Look at you begging for your boss' dick," he growls. "And taking it like a fucking slut."

I groan with pleasure as Mason gags and tries to pull back away from my cock. "Keep sucking," I order as the slave on screen gets gang raped by the men beating his body. Mason goes all the way down my dick as he gags loudly and makes pleasure shoot through me. It's so warm and wet in his mouth. I hold his head down by his hair and throw my head back as the tip of my dick fills his throat.

he licks me slow exploring me enjoying my juices. "You taste so fucken sweet" he spanks me again I yelp as he eats me then spanks watching my ass jiggle he stands up positioning himself on my entrance with one thrusts he's in then begins to fuck me hard if there was no dresser my head will go through the wall "Oh God Travis yes ,oh baby " Fuck you like me being inside you ,you bad girl you wanted this didn't you " Yes ,oh yes I did oh God you feel so good " he fucks me hard the dresser bangs the wall making noise "I am about to come baby " I tell him as I feel his hand sneaking up on my clit massaging it then the other hand fisting my hair so hard it's painful but I come rolling my eyes curs

All I wanted was to free it and fuck her throat. “Open your pussy with your fingers. Show me what is mine,” I ordered. She hesitated for a second, then spread herself open, giving me a full view of her pink, swollen folds — the ones I would devour like a beast if I were in that room. “Please, can I put it in again?” she begged, her breathing ragged. “I want you, Grey. Please come fuck me.” But she didn’t need to know how much her words affected me. “You will wait until I return. No hands, no toys. Nothing. Like a good servant, you will wait until your master returns to fuck you.”

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.