Gay Slave Erotica Novels & Stories

Her pussy clenched on nothing, leaking more wetness down her thighs. Professor Kane pulled out of her mouth with a wet pop. He stroked himself fast, aiming at her open lips. “I’m close.” Sara kept her mouth open and tongue out, looking up at him. A few more strokes and he came with a deep groan. Thick ropes of cum landed on her tongue and across her lips. Some dripped down to her chin. The taste was bitter and salty, but she swallowed what landed in her mouth, then licked her lips clean.

Lila I have no idea how we got here but I'm too horny to think straight. My fingers are fisting his bulge through his pants with our lips merged together. He tastes like vodka and bad decisions. His lips aren't gentle against mine as he cups my face with one arm and fondles my left boob hard with the other. I'm fucking wet, my panties sticking to my pussy. I groan into his mouth, driven insane by the pressure of his lips and fingers. My body dying with pain and pleasure as he pinches my nipple. His fingers leave my face and he settles them quick in my skirt. He wastes no time to have them in my panties already. A tremor courses through my entire being when he does. It's so much different fro

“You want ruthless? Fine. Bend over that table and spread your legs like the slut you are for me.” I obeyed instantly, bending over the table, hiking my skirt up to my waist and kicking my heels apart. My soaked panties clung to my pussy, the lace dark with arousal. Kai yanked them down in one sharp tug, letting them pool at my ankles. “Jesus Christ, look at this messy cunt,” he groaned, slapping my ass hard enough to sting. He spread my cheeks with both hands, exposing me completely. “You’re still leaking my cum from earlier because your greedy pussy couldn’t get enough, could it?”

“That’s going to stay in my phone forever. Whenever I’m away, I’ll play it. I’ll jerk my cock to the sound of your pretty cries. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” She moaned, pushing forward against his hand. “Dirty little girl.” He pinched her clit, loving the sound that escaped her mouth after. “On your hands and knees, Printsessa. You sound like you’re aching for more.” Charlotte immediately got on her hands and knees, imitating her current position on the screen. Maksim knelt behind her on the floor, lined up his cock with her entrance, and pushed into her in a slow torturous movement. Charlotte wiggled her ass back, wanting more.

The screen flashed for a brief second before the bold, robotic response generated line by line across my display: AI Assistant Response: I cannot provide instructions on how to change a person's sexual orientation or how to engage in non-consensual sexual encounters. If someone identifies as gay, their orientation is a fundamental aspect of their identity, and attempts to alter or negotiate their attractions are generally ineffective and disrespectful of their boundaries. If you'd like advice on navigating complex relationships, open communication, or understanding sexual orientation, I am happy to help with those topics instead!*

"So, did you ever think you'd be offered a job because your dick is bigger than the last guy?" Russ chuckled. "I never thought about it." "That's not the only reason. You're also, according to Lan, handsome, well built, and have a reputation of being a nice guy. I do, essentially, what my mom and sister do. I give massages. By choice, I only do females. About half of them just want massages. The other half are the regulars. They want the special services we offer. For women, it's fingering to orgasm, eating them, and rarely vaginal sex. For vaginal I always wear a condom. Safer for me and for them. For oral, I use a dental dam about half the time. Do you know what that is?"

I smirked when I realized the reasons she was this way. “Let me tell you something, Skye, sweetheart,” I chuckled as I helped her turn her body around to face Gab and have her back to me. “Mmmmm…?” Skye could barely answer, and only moans could escape her lips. “Gab is a pygophilia,” I said, humorously. “He has this fetish for women’s butts. And I am pretty sure he is excited to dig into your backdoor. See? He has even started knocking?”

They better pray I die in here else I would make sure they never see the light of another day. He stepped closer to the bed once more, his expression unreadable as he approached my restrained body. I couldn't understand what he was trying to do as I begged him to let me go, but he wouldn't, and soon he started to strip off his pants. I shivered in shock as I realized he was a gay man. "I don't do men. Please gay man, just let me go." I begged. "I'm not a gay man. I'm a gay Lord!" He corrected and dipped his fingers into my anus roughly about six times before I felt him penetrating really hard and roughly. At this point, I felt like I was about to die.

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My cuffed hands twisted uselessly behind my back, the metal cold against my skin. “Fuck!” He growled behind me like an animal, “What a tight little cunt you got.” He pulled back slowly, his cock sliding out, rubbing deliciously against my clit. I felt so weird and empty, and needed to be full again. So, I pushed my hips back desperately, chasing it… chasing his thickness… chasing him. He let out another low, dark chuckle. “You really are a slut. You want this cock?” I nodded desperately. “I need it.”