Gay Master And Slave Novels & Stories

Just like Kate he was to head back to his master at the break of dawn and needed to finish with the few horses left for grooming. Kate stared into the night sky, her thoughts in a dilemma. “If only I could get a wealthy mate who would be willing to have a slave as his mate and buy me back, then I wouldn't have to suffer more but who am I kidding? No man will want a slave for a mate "Kate murmurs in defeat.

I gasped out, trying hard to catch my breath as my fingers slipped deeper inside me. I pictured him grabbing me by the neck, dragging me back against his chest and snarling into my ear “Mine. You’re my sex slave.” The thought made my pussy gush out, it made my thighs tremble uncontrollably. My clit throbbed under my thumb as I cried hard, finding it impossible to keep quiet. Then I imagined his cock slamming into me so hard the bed would shake. His weight would be pinning me down as his hips pounded into mine. Every thrust would be going deep into my bones. Every time his waist hit mine I’d be sinking into heaven.

“Getting off on a toy? Letting your own stepbrother fuck you with it while a stranger watches? Such a dirty little slut you are, Gavin.” “Oh god…” “You like that, don’t you? Like being my needy slut? Manipulating me into giving you what you want by talking to strangers online?” I fuck him harder with the toy—aiming for that spot—his cock hardening again almost instantly. “Is this what you want, Gavin? To be your brother’s fuck toy?” “Yes… fuck… yes…” “Say it.” “I want to be your dirty little slut. Your cum dump. Use me, please…” The words are straight out of some p**n he’s watched—I can tell—but they still hit like a punch. I reward him, slamming the toy against his prostate harder, faster.

You had secured a space on his bed. She wanted that badly. She wanted to know how fucking The Master felt like. She wanted to get a taste of the excitement, the ecstasy. Given the manner the slave girl, and the women he occasionally came home with screamed all sorts of obscenities, it was undoubtedly true that the fuck was good. Master was a sex god.

Huh? "You're my slave. My personal slave and I'm the master here. I use you the way I want. Now, do your job if you don't want to regret having a tongue." He stated to her icily and stretched his arms out again as Sophia swallowed the lump down her throat and loosed his robe's belt, undressing him. "Now, that's a good girl." Ice Pick made a small silly smile and smirked. She finished taking off his clothes including the briefs he was putting on as he stood huge and naked before him with tattoos on his right arm and below his abdomen.

He muttered "I do not want to know the kind of image you have of me, yes, I am a rejected mate but is it my fault?, And the fact that I am a slave doesn't mean that I will stoop so low to sleep with just anyone, even if he rejected me as his mate, I am still his personal slave" Daciana poured with anger vibrating from her body. She had imagined this happening but she didn't think it will happen too soon. "Oh you mean his sex slave Luna?" Carey added, he looked around to make sure no one was near by to see him and grabbed her waist with one hand and the other firmly placed on her bare back.

"FUCK ME LIKE A BOSS! CLAIM YOUR PRIZE!" Dominic was going crazy. He was talking dirty, calling me his "little office slut" and his "forbidden gift." The words made my blood boil. I felt like a wild animal. I started to bounce on him, my hair flying in my face, my moans turning into raw, animalistic growls. "TELL ME!" he roared, his hands digging into my thighs until his fingerprints stayed behind. "WHO IS THE MASTER OF THIS HOUSE TONIGHT?" "YOU! YOU ARE!" I yelled. "FUCK ME HARDER, DOMINIC! DESTROY ME!"

“I don't know why I've grown to love you fucking me so badly, I just need you so bad.” He pushed inside me in one hard thrust. I screamed, he was so deep. He fucked me brutally from behind, his hips slamming against my ass. He held my waist tight and pounded me fast. “Take it, you little slut,” he said. “This pussy belongs to Daddy now. Say it.” “Daddy owns it!” I cried. “Only Daddy owns my pussy!” He fucked me harder. I was moaning and crying from pleasure. He slapped my ass hard. “Louder. Who owns this tight pussy?”

I don't need to repeat myself before she understands what I was saying. "Yes Master" She walked straight to the bed, and laid on it, waiting for me. I didn't say a word, all I did was walk closer to her. My d*ck was already erected, and I didn't even ejaculate while having fun with the slave. Did I call that fun? What fun is it if I couldn't ejaculate? Emery's POV: Smiles escaped my lips as I saw his erected huge d*ck. Actually, I heard he had s*x with the new slave, but I'm sure she wasn't able to satisfy him like I do.

Yes Master, she gave me the shot, but she said it would take about a week so I went and got a few more morning-after pills too. "Good Girl. I'm going to fuck you now. Beg me to take your pussy slut. Beg your master to claim your little bald pussy as his own." "Please, Master, please fuck your sex slave's tight pussy. Shove your Big Cock in me please and make my pussy yours, Master. Please, I need you to own my pussy Master I need you to claim it, use it. Stuff my tight pussy and make me yours, Master. Please, oh PLEASE." "You want my cock? You want me to shove it in you and fuck you until you can think of no one but me and my cock?"