Male Tongue Slaves Middle Ages Novels & Stories

Huh? "You're my slave. My personal slave and I'm the master here. I use you the way I want. Now, do your job if you don't want to regret having a tongue." He stated to her icily and stretched his arms out again as Sophia swallowed the lump down her throat and loosed his robe's belt, undressing him. "Now, that's a good girl." Ice Pick made a small silly smile and smirked. She finished taking off his clothes including the briefs he was putting on as he stood huge and naked before him with tattoos on his right arm and below his abdomen.

I wouldn't mind having such an experienced tongue licking my cunt. Neither one of the Master's had lost one whit of their hardness while the terms of the contest were discussed and as a slave, I was always ready to fuck, my cunt practically dripping as they carried on their negotiations. Both Masters had their slaves put their legs on either side of theirs and their cocks at the entrances of our pussies. Master called out, "On three. One, two, three, fuck!"

This time, Kid opened his mouth and let Celia take over with the giant dildo. The room occasionally resounded with laughter whenever Kid choked, but even then, they were still immersed in lust. Take a look around the room and you'll see several masters who have decided to take advantage of their slaves' mouths, following Celia's actions, pushing real boys in and out of the hungry mouths of slaves at their feet.

"A female slave is placed over the bar and it's adjusted so she can barely touch the floor on tiptoe. Of course, your legs get tired from standing on tiptoe for too long and you have to rest, but only by putting your weight on the bar, which crushes your cunt. It's quite painful. As soon as you can't take it any longer, you stand on your toes again, but you can't for long, so you go back and forth between aching legs and feet and a sore cunt. Fortunately, most people here are unwilling to use it, but there are some. At least this bar is flat on the top. I understand some have a beveled edge. In the Middle Ages, they used these with blades on the top to torture and kill women." I shuddered, a

The whip cracked through the air, its leather tip biting into my flesh. I clenched my teeth, determined not to cry out. He circled me slowly, his boots scuffing against the floor. "You thought you could escape, did you?" he sneered, his voice low and dangerous. "Foolish girl. You could run from me? I am not a weak teenage boy. You are a slave and I am your master now." He leaned closer to my ear and whispered.

“Yes, I do. I want to see my parents, my village again before I die.” “My parents are dead, but I want to go home to my people and die in my own land.” **** The Romans were funny people when it came to oral sex. They called it ‘Os Imporum’ meaning dirty mouth. Domina and Dominus would never give oral pleasure to each other only slaves could do that and that’s why I found myself watching Laxia sucking and licking Dominus’ cock later that afternoon. We were by the pool under a tent the house slaves had raised and a couple of slave boys stood to one side moving large fans to give us a bit of cool air.

However, it looks unique because there are three holes in it. The middle hole is a lot bigger than the other two on its sides. On the left corner of the room, there is a black huge peg board where ropes, whips, and even cuffs are hanging. While on the other side of the room, there is a huge double-door brown closet. My heart started beating fast. I do not know what I would and should feel. He may be my first mate and this is the first time I became a slave, but I am not innocent to these kinds of things.

Lily ordered them to eat. The servants served the foods to them. Clive is not used to this kind of treatment that is why he blushed while being served. "I can get for myself Miss. Thank you." Clive refused to be served. "Are you not used to be served Mr. Aster?" Lily asked. 'Clive shook his head. "We are not rich Mrs. Klatt. I am not used to being served. I think I don't deserve such thing." "It's fine. You are my guest today. Let them serve you as I ordered them." Lily stated in a calm voice.

I gulped down the sentence in my mouth itself this guy became scary but I can't accept my defeat I went inside the room and slept on bed he came near me and asked "are you not going to eat" I didn't replied he forcefully turned me and said "I told you are a slave here and you still dare to show your attitude to me" I tried to push him away he pinned me back to the bed and asked "who gave you permission to touch your master" I shouted "iam not your slave" he sealed my lips forcefully he is biting them harshly again tears are rolling from my eyes

I thought The drive to the underground warehouse was so long .. I parked my car near an oak tree and came down I walked slowly to the house and knocked twice A creeping looking guy looked at me and let me in The place was a little bit dim ..I could hardly see I found my way back stage and saw Moscow "Gud evening boss"he greeted "Yeah...are you guys ready?"I said getting agitated for no reason "Yeah boss..but there's a problem" "What?!"I snapped "Well...the securities is not that tight..and the demand for male slaves is high"he explained