Gay Master Slave Stories Novels & Stories

WRECKED BY MY MASTER: THE TALE OF A SEX SLAVE 1 I knelt naked in the center of the dimly lit playroom, wrists locked behind my back in thick leather cuffs, a heavy metal collar locked tight around my throat. My cock was already rock-hard and leaking, trapped in a tight steel cock cage that Master had snapped on the moment I walked through the door. I was twenty-two, smooth, toned from years of anxious gym sessions, and tonight I was nothing but a set of holes for him to use.

Zach had ordered it and since she was flanked by men with guns, she had no choice but to learn. It was shocking to see what happened in these clubs. She had thought Damian’s club was bad but Zach’s was worse. He allowed clients to abuse his staff and even treat them like slaves. She was afraid she would end up like them if she stayed here any longer so she decided to come up with a plan to escape. Back in the VIP lounge, Zach laughed like a hyena. “So Damian… do you have some tips on how to handle my little pet?” Damian’s cold and stern gaze fell on Zach looking like he would freeze him to death with his eyes.

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.

Deliberately. She didn’t want to see him as a man. She didn’t want to remember the heat of his hands against her skin, his mouth so demanding on hers. She would die before she gave him the satisfaction of seeing that he got to her now. Even if she still felt the burn of it… the searing fire. “You know very well what they say,” Addison murmured, sounding almost entirely calm to her own ears… almost blasé. “Those who sleep with someone for the money earn every penny.”

I felt the thick head of his member lodge itself in between my pussy lips and I tried to spread my legs a little wider for him as I braced for the impact of his entrance. --To be continued… Please support my other works: Forbidden Heat, Love Slave to My Devil CEO Boss, Conquering the Emperor, and Lust Contracts

That was one of the few good things that happened in the later months in my contract HOTEL WHORE Master Tom owned a few hotels. I found out later that he owned the hotel where my first gang bangs took place, the same place where the bachelor party was. After I became his slave - well, his and 17 other guys - I got to see some of his other properties. A few times a month he would borrow me away from the rest of the Masters and have me service important guests in some way. At first, he just had me dress in skimpy clothes with heels and serve drinks in rooms full of men in suits. I loved seeing them bulge their well-tailored crotches when they got an eyeful of me. And a handful - Master Tom enc

I smiled as I touched the door. "Uhmm. Do you like it, huh?" "Hmm ... Yes hubby!" I couldn't help but resent what I heard. I'm really still here to watch live, ah? What position? Dog style? Missionary? 69? Wheelbarrow? Not sure, I really don't know anything about those positions! "Hmm ... h-hubby! Ah! Yes!" My eyes rolled again in the air. This witch is very noisy. Is it her first time? My god! It's so annoying.

But the thought of that man doing more than her stepmother did to her made her guts shrink. Jean guessed what would happen to her later. 'Am I going to be made a prostitute, a mistress or worst of all, will I be made a sex slave by a man named Dominic?' That's what Jean thought about her future. Jean saw shady trees along the way. Her hand gripped her dress tightly. This was very far from where she lived. Jean was only accompanied by Dominic's bodyguard. Dominic? She didn't know where he was. Jean and Dominic haven't spoken since the auction.

my cock. He was loving it. I was loving it. I flipped him over and pushed his legs back to his head. I was going to give him a prostate massage, I flipped him up, put a pillow under his back and slowly pushed in, feeling around. I saw his face light up and kept short strokes up until he started moaning louder. I kept rubbing his prostate with my cock head until he screamed "What the fuck is going on? This feels so fucking good!!" I smiled back and said "You're gonna cum on my cock, aren't you?" He looked at me and said "I dont know, this feels so much different." I stroked his hole a little bit faster, looked him in the eyes and said "Cum for me." He moaned for a few seconds looked back and

“ I have not forgotten it. I hope you can have sex with me because you like me. I know this is not easy, so I will not insist. After all, I am your slave, do whatever you want to do to me. I will not struggle again.” Cody looks at me with a doubtful smile. “ I hope you are not playing any tricks, you sly human. Otherwise, I will make you pay for that.” I smile flatteringly like a real slave. “ I will never trick you, my dear master.” I do not know if Cody believes what I said, after all, my words even disgusted myself.