Novel & Cerita Gay Slave Training

“I know them and they know me. A grown up man walking around with diapers around his waist because he has lost control and can't hold his poop till he goes to the convenience store." " It's shameful. I mean really shameful but that's the path they chose for themselves. So many of them you admire, especially those I saw on the debate stage yesterday, are leaving their lives in regret”. He paused for a moment and then continued with a high tune again. "I see this as wickedness that a man wants to initiate his fellow men to the lifestyle he is living in regret. It is wickedness.” “In addition to that, the gay lovers have a greater percentage of contracting the deadly disease of HIV AIDS because

"They will be assisting with the training." I was ordered to stand in front of them and handed over one dildo. I unwrapped it with shaky hands as instructed. The next few minutes dragged by as I was trained on how to give a blowjob and how to deep throat. For several times the gag reflex was triggered, and I paid with a cane on my back each time.

I came over and over for a long time, with my face still in T's soft crotch and stomach. It was over, so intense… J's big beautiful meat was limp now and he slid out of my ass. Afterwards I got on my knees and kept sucking off T. He masterbated when he was close, stuck his cock back in my mouth and filled it up with his hot cum. I swallowed all that. We all felt so nice getting dressed and walking back to our vehicles. It felt like I was enjoying some kind of special secret doing this, something that only gay guys get to do.

The women were paired with women and the men with men. Gabel ”WELL DONE ALL TRAINEES" he spoke in a raised voice for us all to hear. “THE FACT THAT YOUR STILL HERE AFTER THE GRUELLING TRAINING IVE INFLICTED UPON YOU IS SOMETHING YOU SHOULD ALL BE PROUD OF, AND I CAN STAND HERE TODAY AND TELL YOU I HAVE ENJOYED TRAINING YOU ALL AND WATCH YOU GROW AND PROGRESS.. HOWEVER AS YOU KNOW, WE ARE NOT DONE YET... YOU WILL EACH BE PAIRED UP WITH ONE OF OUR TRAINED WARRIORS" he motioned to the standing warriors.

He observed their communication isn't loud and it seems they are whispering to themselves. " Where is the newbie?.” The leader of the group asked so quietly. As they pointed their hand at him to step forward. “You are welcome to the gay club of the Montessori boarding school. This is where you will build your self esteem, gain public relevance and develop every hidden potential in you. In this hood we love ourselves and look out for the good of each other.” He said as everyone nodded their heads in agreement. “What?. Gay club. Oh no. Not again. I will never be a gay like my father. My mother will kill me”. He spoke to himself quietly at first but never knew when he voiced it out with shiveri

I came over and over for a long time, with my face still in T's soft crotch and stomach. It was over, so intense… J's big beautiful meat was limp now and he slid out of my ass. Afterwards I got on my knees and kept sucking off T. He masterbated when he was close, stuck his cock back in my mouth and filled it up with his hot cum. I swallowed all that. We all felt so nice getting dressed and walking back to our vehicles. It felt like I was enjoying some kind of special secret doing this, something that only gay guys get to do.

Girls were sold to wealthy depraved Clients to be used in most violent and degrading ways imaginable as their sex slaves. Before the sale, the girls were softened up by cruel trainers. Girls while training is not allowed to wear any clothing. They were constantly beaten and fucked. Endlessly sodomized by men or with huge dildos. By the time the auction, they barely remember their own names. All they could feel is pain and shame. Here, most girls can be seen bearing some restraint or pain-inducing devices. Trust me, My men are sadists and training disobedient girls to become a submissive is a really tough and overwhelming job.

that's right, I did something bad so I can't blame him for why he's looking at me like that-- come on, he doesn't care if Trixie is crying. "I didn't mean it, I was just joking--" I didn't finish what I was going to say when he scolded me. This gay man is strong! I'm already doubting if Ken is really gay, maybe I'll get slapped and tweaked by him but what he's doing is sh*t! He's acting like a real man, dude!

She was pulling one finger to give Richie instructions to approach. Richie obeyed and brought his ear to Sarah. In a shallow voice, Sarah asked a question that Richie himself had expected. "Is your sexual orientation known to your parents? Huh?" she whispered. Richie replied in the same way, "No ... I'm sure they didn't. I didn't expect this plan at all." They separated, still staring at each other. As if able to convey all the words with only four eyes that crossed each other. Mrs Dalton was impatient and drew her conclusions. She clasped her hands on the table while glancing at the two of them triumphantly. As if she was sure that her plan would work.

“Then take a deep breath. Let me kiss you. And then let’s get out there and kick some ass. It’s almost time. And I want to be behind you when those bastards first lay eyes on you so I can sear their dicks to their thighs.” She blinked. “You could… actually do that?” I nodded. “You could too, if you concentrated. And I’d encourage you to if any male ever touches you again without your permission. In fact, I insist that when we leave here—safe and sound—I will add that to our training.” She spluttered a laugh and blinked away the last of her tears, grinning at me through damp lashes. “You’re going to train me how to sear a penis?” I pretended to think about it. “Well, I was… but now it occurs