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Now, when they call me their slut, I get excited. “That’s right, baby, and what do little sluts do?” “They let their masters fuck them until they come all over, Master Jory.” “Good girl, now come, and keep coming as many times as you want.” “Thank you, Master Jory!” Suddenly, a sting rips across my clit and I realize that Jory just slapped it, but it has me coming hard, “OHH...GOD!!!”

I cried out. “What is that supposed to mean?” He asked, almost like a yell. “I'm serious here. I was a fool for thinking you'd be sorry,” “Why are you talking as if you're my wife? There is nothing to be sorry for. You're just a worthless slave that I can use to pass time; do you think you're special because I came to the hospital?” He scoffed. “You must really think highly of yourself. Listen and listen good, you're worthless and will wear off soon. It's either you remain as the pathetic slave you are and do what slaves are supposed to do, or you become a prisoner and get tortured day and night,” He yelled.

Gila shrieked, stunned by the slap but received another slap. "Don't look down on me, I won't hold back anymore," Imogen said with an angry look, scaring Gila. "What is going on here?" Simon yelled and went to them with Carter behind him. "My lord, this slave just slapped me. I can't believe a mere slave looks down on me, I won't stand for this. The prince will know about this, about this embarrassment" Gila threatened while Simon glanced at Imogen angrily. "Let's go of her hand and apologies," He said to Imogen who looked at him surprised and Gila grinned.

Me: you forgot to add beer in New Zealand and odd red wine in Australia. Aaron: Look, I know I have never been certain about myself all thanks to my horrible past, but I am certain I am straight because if I remember when I used to be a slave to my master while growing up, I never liked what he and his companions did to me. I don't have anything against their taste, but, I never for once enjoyed being used as a pet for male expectations. Even if it's the only sexual experience I have, and I haven't been attracted to a woman since I got my freedom, I know I'm not gay. And those incidents of waking up in bed with men, I just had a little too much to drink. Me: you're always 'drunk', Aaron.

"I definitely knew a lot of the maidservants had eyes for me and I didn't force anyone. Actually, they are the ones who came asking for more but I don't dick a pussy twice" "You're the first woman I have had sex with countless times" "I am? what about Zasha? I thought she was your girlfriend?" "I was reluctant to sleep with her but she asked for it and after that, I got tired and didn't touch her again" "No wonder she cheated on you" "Like I care. I had no feelings for her" "Who is this guy?" I asked referring to the black guy whose image was now on his computer. "Williams Wale. He's a Nigerian and also very troublesome but very hard working. He can do the work of three people at a time. Him

“Yes, I'm ready." Alejandro opened the door and gestured that I should enter first so I did. The room was dark until he turned the lights on. What was inside the room that made my jaw drop? It is filled with sex toys, whips, and some devices that I don't know. As in there are a lot. “I am a dominant, Chloe and you are here to be my slave."

" Then, if she is your sex slave, why do you need me? To think that I am sharing my man with this nanny, I feel revolted. The idea doesn't sit well with me. It is sickening. " With a displeased look," Why are you spoiling our steamy mood by talking about that worthless trash? You are so beautiful and appealing, how can I sleep with you after sleeping with her? I would rather masturbate than sleep with her. She is not fit to wash my shoes. In fact, she is an A-class sl*t. She has slept with countless men before. When I married her, she was not a virgin. To secure a business deal for her father's company, she spread her legs to various shareholders." As if pleased with his discovery, Gael cont

His chest rose and fell with quick breaths. “I…What…what do you want?” “Take it in your mouth and make me cum.” I couldn’t remember being so aroused since the early days of masturbation, and like those times, I wouldn’t last long but overtime, I had built a great stamina. But that stamina felt threatened tonight as I watched my new slave licked his lips, open wide and close his mouth around the tip of my shaft. With a groan, I dropped my head back against the sofa. Suddenly, I couldn’t understand what he was doing with his mouth.

"It's okay. I'm here to tell you to get yourself ready. I have another customer for you. Listen, slave, I want a good job from you. No mistake. No yelling or swearing. If you do not heed my instructions, you are going to suffer. I will make you suffer. Do I make myself clear? He tells me. I'm disappointed. "I can see you are displeased even without meeting the customer yet." You dare to show me that you are displeased with my arrangement. Mr. Garcia, you are no longer a free man. You are my slave and my customer's toys. Your duty is to serve them well. Don't you dare show me your bitterness again? Only if you want to be my lion's food, then you are free to act funny. "I don't want to serve a

The master had bought me at an auction, to be his submissive sex slave. Greta hurried out of the room before I could question her, as though she was scared to say more. But I didn't need more confirmation. I knew enough already. I wasn't thinking of how I arrived here anymore but how I could escape from this imposed slavery. Don Torelli may still be out there searching for me but I refuse to be a personal hooker to a stranger, no matter how handsome he may be. The thoughts alone filled me with dread and disgust.