Sissy Slave Contract Novels & Stories

He did not stop there. He grabbed the silver ring and pulled and forced my head up. The metal bit into my throat. "You are going to sign the formal agreement now Julian. You are going to sign it while you are on your knees." He placed a new contract on the edge of the table. I reached up with shaking fingers and signed it. I did not even read the clauses. I knew what they were. I was a slave in a three piece suit. I was a human payment for a debt that would never truly end.

Hey Mom, don’t worry, I’ve sold myself to a billionaire for a year to pay off your hospital bills. No. That wasn’t something a daughter confessed. The words of the contract replayed in her head, every sentence etched like fire. One year. Absolute discretion. No dating, no intimacy with anyone else. Available at his call. Mistress. Her throat burned. She had signed her name on those papers, but each time she thought about it, guilt gnawed at her like sharp teeth. The sound of the penthouse door unlocking jolted her. Aria shot up, her pulse leaping.

Alice cried, proudly highlighting the paragraph with her index finger. "Well the contract is lawfully binding, Alice, it has to follow the basic laws," Dylan smugly informed her. 'Shit, he's right,' Alice realised, feeling ashamed about her stupidity. 'This isn't a good thing.' She gave on reading the horrible contract. The contract that gave Dylan complete control of every aspect of her life and being as well as the right to punish her if she failed in her duties as his slave. 'Why do these things even exist?' she wondered. 'Who would sign one willingly?'

The memory of what happened earlier flashed back in my mind. If he could so easily order a man’s finger to be cut off without hesitation, then killing someone… how much easier would that be? What kind of person is he really? “But okay… since you calm me down, I’ll give you a chance.” A dangerous smile played on his lips. “You want to learn about sex, right? Let’s have an S&D contract.” My forehead creased. “S&D contract? What’s that?” Marco smiled wickedly. “You’ll be my slave… and I’ll be your master.”

His fingers pinched hard, a silent command. “Yes,” I breathed. “I… I consent.” The judge’s frown deepened, but he nodded for us to sign. The contract lay heavy on the desk. I reached for the pen, my hand trembling… The doors burst open. Alessia Barged in. The venom in her eyes was directed straight at me. “You can’t be serious,” she hissed, moving forward. “You’re really marrying her? A common slave?” Gasps rippled through the courtroom.

She turned her head and glared at me viciously. "Do you think that by using such despicable means to break Richard's leg, I'd come back to you?" She slapped me hard across the face. "This only makes me loathe you even more. You vile creature, you will never compare to Richard!" After speaking, she trotted over and threw herself into Richard's arms. "Do you think that by doing this, I'd be happy?" Vivian choked up, looking up at him with feigned anger. "You idiot! Have you forgotten the contract we signed? You will always be my master!"

“Yes!” Lennox moaned and groaned simultaneously amidst the pleasure that raked his body as he kept his eyes fixated on Renee’s pussy. “You will be signing a contract with us. A contract to be our slave and do our biddings and you can’t go back on your words” “Yes….I agree” A scream of pleasure hit Renee when Louis pinched her clit. All of a sudden, Lennox growled almost staggering backward when his seeds shot over Renee’s body like the little slut that she was.

Shane deliberately continues while laughing along with the men, as if this topic had come to them between Shyra. "Though I did suggest she tries out OnlyFans, she insists on becoming a prostitute" Some of Shane's friends eyed at Shyra in disgust and some gave Shane a look of awe. "You must have your ego in shatters, knowing your wife isn't satisfied with only one" A young man across from me says in a pity. Shane chuckled at his remark, "No, not at all-" I look at him in disgust "She says she would do it with people I trust" which the men replied with a nod. Shyra

I realized I was in a car. I felt the vehicle moving and someone pulled the sack off of my head and slowly pulled the tape off my mouth. “ Are you out of your fucking mind? Do you know who my grandfather is?” I snapped at him and narrowed my eyes. I was pulled onto his lap and looked down at me. “ You’re not marrying my fucking brother, Bella. I don’t care about their contract, you belong to me!” I stared back at him, “ Wh-What? You don’t own me. You let me go now and stop this foolishness!” I shook my body on his lap, trying to get away from him but he held me closer. I stared at him. “ You can’t own someone. Slavery was abolished, asshole.” I spat at him and he lit up a cigarette and ra

"But I won't marry you." "Oh. But what I want is for you to marry me," I said in a stern voice. "I can't get pregnant without a husband, Adam." I brought my hand to my mouth when I suddenly felt nauseous. "If I have to pay you just for you to marry me, I'd gladly do it. Just name your price." Adam looked at me as if I had grown horns on my head. "Fine. Ten million dollars, Claire." "Ten million? Consider it done," I answered just as I finally threw up my dinner in front of him.