Male Sex Slave Stories Mga Nobela at Kwento

IMPORTANT WARNING: This is an MM (Male/Male) Gay Erotica story with extremely explicit and graphic sexual content. If you prefer MF stories and are uncomfortable with gay romance, please skip this book and move to Story 9 in my collection. 18+ ONLY. Liam’s hand still stung from the slap he’d delivered two days ago. The memory burned hotter than the summer night air clinging to his skin. That arrogant bastard at the gallery opening, tall, dark-haired, with a jaw like carved marble and eyes that screamed 'I own everything I touch' had grabbed him by the waist and kissed him like he had every right. No warning. Just lips crashing down, demanding, tasting of expensive whiskey and pure dominance.

While he was strangling him one of the other guys woke up and hit my master on the head with a stick. My master didn't even show signs of pain as he turned around and kicked the guy on the stomach so hard that blood gushed out from his mouth. The other guy had a knife and tried to stab him but he held his hand and took the knife. He used it to stab him in the neck. The other two guys tried to run away but they could not move. I began to pull his arm and asked him to stop but he didn't listen. As I began to cry he looked at me and his eyes slowly began to return to it's normally brown color.

I said and kiara smile and niharika laughed like a witch. "Ohh wait wait wait what did you just mention your husband *she laughed like a witch* so for your kind information let me tell you you are his slave. Just his slave whom he doesn't love but lusted more than anything. He just fucks you to overcome his stress and you have already consider him as your husband. You are a slut nandini one day he will handover you to his other servants just let him got over you. " Niharika said and my eyes just watered. I don't want to hear this but this is only truth of my life. Yes i am a sex slave.

‘Is he going to exchange me with someone too? To Damian, this was normal. Whenever mafia men gathered, they liked to exchange female partners or have threesomes. Damian poured a glass of juice and handed it over to Evelyn. “Here, have something to drink.” The man who had his eyes on Evelyn saw her drinking the juice and licking her lips. He felt his member harden. Oh, how he would like those lips sucking his stiff and hard rod. Swallowing his own saliva, he called out to Evelyn. “Hey… pretty lady. How about giving me a lip service?”

He got turned on just by watching her touch herself sensually. A soft moan escaped from his lips, but not loud enough for Adena to hear. His manhood was growing in size, just by watching his slave take a bath. He never thought he would lust after his slave like this. She was undoubtedly the most beautiful slave he had ever had, with defined curves. He watched as she ran her fingers through her hair, then caressed her n!pples and how she let the shower pour on her wounded back. "F*ck" he breathed out. He was turning her on so bad that he almost lost control. He wanted to pounce on her inside the shower, right there. But he wasn't going to let himself stoop that low, she was a slave.

He did and she nodded her head nervously. "I wanted to take things easy with you but you don't want that. You want to show the most dangerous man how tough and stubborn you are. So from today, you will be my slave. Not just a slave, but my sex slave, my sex toy, my sex object." Jennifer was shocked. She didn't see that coming. "I don't understand. What do you mean by your sex slave?" Jennifer said.

An ache started to form down there and it was frustrating since it felt as though I had peed my damn pants! I knew exactly what it was. Some of the slaves talked about it over the years and some seemed to enjoy whatever they did with a male to relieve that pain, while others seemed to hate it and said that it hurt. What I’ve also heard is that when you are wet, it doesn’t hurt, but when you aren’t … “Ariana?” My eyes snapped up to find everyone staring at me. “Are you alright?” The queen looked worried and I frowned.

Everywhere I look it's full of men in black. Suddenly I felt weak when an armed man pushed me to the floor in front of their boss. He took the tape off my mouth and I started talking. ′′What will you do to me?" While my eyes are full of anger. "So what's up, woman?Why did you let us caught you? So bad, you ended up here." he said while sitting on the couch and holding a cigarette. "Ahh, so you're saying that this is my fault?" He signaled one of his slaves. Without hesitation, he slapped me on my left cheek.

My clit throbbed visibly. Marcus grabbed my face roughly. He kissed me hard. His tongue pushed into my mouth. At the same time his other hand slapped my soaked cunt. The wet smack filled the room. The sting burned hot between my legs. “Time to break you.” Lila smiled and licked her lips, I felt her hand reach between my legs. She slowly pulled out the plug then pushed it back in before I could recover, The stretch made my ass clench and my pussy drip more, making me moan into Marcus’s mouth. Marcus dropped to his knees, burying his face into my dripping pussy. Eating me out like a starved man. It was loud and messy. His tongue fucked my hole while he sucked hard on my clit. The wet sounds

‎Damon kept thrusting his thick and huge cock faster and deeper into my wet pussy to the point where I couldn't catch my breath between pumps. ‎He's such a good fucker... ‎**Author's Message** ‎Keep reading, I have more juicy, steamy stories for you that're going to make you get wet and horny🥵 Please drop your honest review on this chapter cause it would mean a lot to me. ‎Thanks 💯 ‎