Sex Slave Novel Novels & Stories

"Scott noted I liked to read certain kinds of books, usually books involving sexual fantasies like sex slavery to alien races or reverse harem novels involving serving multiple men. Eventually, he asked me if instead of just reading about it, I'd like to participate in an experimental sexual slavery for three weeks to see if the reality matched my fantasies. It began a week ago Friday. Thus far, my sex slavery has exceeded my expectations. I've had the greatest sex I've ever had. I'm sure I've climaxed well over a hundred times since my slavery began. It still has a week and a half to run." "So what does any of this have to do with Lisa?" Regina asked. Lisa was bringing in a tray with our sa

The both of them became a whipping mess. "I had to live on my own with no family after she died Dad, I was tossed, transferred, beaten and slaved by different masters. I ended up becoming a sex slave, it was torturous, yet, I couldn't save myself from that torment and I wondered what life could have looked like with you in it,

My thighs felt like jelly and my mind was blank except for one running thought: I wanted more. My once-pure lesbian desires lay in ruins, shattered by the filthy throbbing need for his destructive cock. I was already aching for our next meeting. I slid a hand down into my pussy and my fingers came away with his thick seed. I was fucked for real.

Corvina grasps the shower bar for support as he positions himself behind her, as if wanting to split her in two. "Mark's huge cock thrusts inside her so hard that she feels dizzy on the spot." The sound of smacking wet pussy skin echoes entirely in the bathroom. Corvina slowly spreads her legs even wider to have all of him. His thick cock takes her to a different world that she has never been to before. She is still in her fantasy land of the most mind-blowing sex of her life as she feels his body begin to tighten behind hers. His thrusts increase to a point that she can't even catch her breath between the pumps.

They should have counted themselves lucky that he wanted to let out this luxurious apartment to them. Unaware that Vanessa wasn’t in the house, he went up to the girls’ wing to introduce himself properly and lay down rules. He got to Charlotte’s door first. He wanted to knock when he heard a squeak followed by an intense vibration. Now, Charlotte was moaning loudly, and he facepalmed himself. Why were the women in his home so sexually compromised? First, it was Vanessa’s rose toy. Now, he was sure that Charlotte was in there electrocuting her pussy with a vibrator. He knocked and the vibration stopped instantly.

"There is you and me; we are fucking, and you stop, dragging me out of the room, into one of the rooms in Lustful Surrender, men and women watching, as you fuck me there. slowly the single men join in, I watch as you get pleasure from me being fucked in every hole by other men." "The couples around are playing with each other, having sex; every now and then a couple would come over, both of them fucking me, with toys or his cock. I feel greedy, and like royalty all those people wanting to touch me, wanting to fuck me in any way they can." I would never and have never told anyone that fantasy, but since meeting Sean, it has gotten stronger, with him in the lead role and his business there as

“Come on. I’ll take you upstairs to rest.” He stood and guided her toward the stairs. Finn and Calvin exchanged a look. Then they followed right after them. God, I wanted to go eavesdrop so badly. Linda, sitting beside me, muttered under her breath, “Slutty bitch.” That jogged my memory. There was a drugging subplot around this part of the story. If I remembered correctly, Linda was the culprit. She had been secretly in love with Calvin for years, but Calvin only had eyes for Nancy. In the original novel, she managed to drug him, but afterward he turned the tables and dosed her ten times worse, leaving her stranded with no help. She ended up with a terrible fate.

“You do not want her to hear what a slutty little widow you are, do you? Taking daddy’s cock while she is downstairs making soup. Your cunt is so fucking wet and greedy. It is sucking me in like it knows exactly who it belongs to now.” I nodded frantically into his hand, pushing my ass back to meet every savage thrust. The forbidden thrill made everything more intense. I could smell the strong scent of sex filling the room, hear the wet squelch of my creamy pussy taking his thick cock, feel every ridge and vein dragging along my sensitive walls. My nipples scraped against the sheets, adding sharp sparks of pleasure.

He just had that fantasy of breaking me into pieces because he believed that he owned me one way or the other. Now I made a mistake of allowing him to have access to my body and I was sure that he would not stop there. He was going to make it a routine and I didn't think I could keep up with any of that because then it would mean that I was also agreeing to become his sex slave.

It has floor-to-ceiling shelves filled with books. I scoot closer, plucking one of the books from the shelves and scanning through it. Apparently, it’s an erotic book, given the naughty image of two ladies on their knees as they simultaneously blow a man’s cock, their hands bound tightly at their backs. It’s titled ‘A Dom’s Way Of Spitroasting The Subs.” I turn the pages, and each chapter is transcribed into x-rated images. My pussy quivers when I see the image of the two sluts turned upside down on an inversion table while the Dom treats them with his cock.