Slave Leia Lingerie Novels & Stories

he would not be kind and gentle as it should be. I stopped at his knees and he took a deep breath. I wasn’t wearing much, the slave collar, and a white, silk, spaghetti strap gown that was practically see-through. I was told as the king's slave that undergarments weren’t allowed.. so obviously I don’t have those either. I was surprised when the maids handed me this..I’m a slave and it’s not proper slave attire, but apparently, the King requested it.

he told me in a anxiety. As soon as I heard what he said I had the fear that it might be leka..I varnished that thought with thinking that it would not be her for sure..Still I asked him doubtly, "What's her name ?? And how she look??" He tried to pronounce that name with difficulty, "La..lak..le.." "Is her name leka ??" I asked him with the slightest suspicion.. "Yes thampi..Her name is leka" As soon as he said so, bouquet slipped away from my hand and my whole body start to sweat severely..

I closed my eyes and visualized my mate bond and it branched out in three as I was coming back to reality I heard Layla's voice. " As much as I like the show, I'd like your attention on us please." I turned to look at them and I was speechless. I was expecting a dress or a suit but I was mate by matching lingerie. Layla's nipples were erect, probably from watching our little show and I could also see Leon's erection straining against the fabric. He had a slender body and I half expected him to have a long slender dick, but I was surprised to see that it was thick.

Selena grabbed her knees, thrusting her legs apart to stand in the centre. Lust flared in her eyes, watching how she crossed her arms over her chest, provocatively taking off her shirt, letting it dangle from a finger. Selena turned around and slowly shimmied out of her jeans, bending over, running her hands along her legs. Cassandra bit her lower lips, discovering the lacy red lingerie she was wearing. She had not expected that. Her hands itched to bend her over her laps and give her a hard spanking right now.

Just before he ordered Rina away, he heard Leila call out to him from her window. “My prince,” Leila said provocatively, “Come back! We haven’t finished!” Thorn looked up and saw Leila barely clothed. Her naked body was wrapped in thin, transparent silk. He could clearly see the contours of her plump breasts through the silk. Face flushed and hair tousled, she looked like she always did in the middle of sex. Serlon left Thorn, heading back to the inn without looking up. Leila flipped her hair over her shoulder, showing off her gorgeous collarbone and biting her lower lip. She knew Thorn wouldn’t be able to resist.

Lexi grinned glancing at Leila. I got you something," Tiana said with burgeoning excitement as she hitched up herself and sauntered to the dressing table. She picked up a bag from it and ambled to me with it. "Take it and have a look," she smiled extending the bag to me. "Thank you," I mumbled as I took it from her. I opened the bag and saw something that look like a piece of clothing in it. I took it out of the bag and my eyes widened as they met red lingerie.

My pussy was still sore from the two orgasms I’d fucked myself through after I killed the light, fingers buried knuckle-deep while I imagined that thick married cock spraying all over his window. I skipped classes, then drove straight to the mall, and spent every last dollar of my coffee-shop tips on the sluttiest lingerie I could find: a sheer black babydoll that was basically see-through mesh, so short it barely skimmed the bottom of my ass, and a tiny matching thong that disappeared between my cheeks like a fucking string. The lace was so delicate my puffy pink nipples poked straight through the fabric the second I tried it on in the dressing room.

Leila's POV. I rushed to the bathroom immediately I woke up,I was nervous about going back to the slave quarters. But it was about time I stopped stalling in the Alpha's room. I bit my lips nervously as I picked up the dress he left for me. It was so beautiful and eye-catching, it didn't look like a slave's dress in any way. But if anything it looked like the one a princess might wear on her wedding night in some fairy tale books.

Liam leaned forward–and then froze. Color drained from his face. Inside the box was a collection that made his stomach knot: pink lace lingerie, a silky maid outfit, ropes coiled like sleeping snakes, a feather tickler, bottles of lube, cuffs, a frilly pink princess dress with matching heels blindfolds, collars... items Liam had only encountered in the shadowed corners of the internet, never in real life, never intended for him. "What the actual hell is all this?" he asked, voice tight.

Lily ordered a pair of silver heels for me and it was worth millions. Tikka was crazy. She flung a red lingerie to my face. I took it and held the tip. "What am I supposed to do with this?" I questioned and they all looked at me as if I had grown three heads. "You don't know what you are going to do with this?" Liana asked with her eyeballs almost popping out of their sockets. Lily collected the lingerie from me and parted the straps it was then I noticed that there was a little hole at the center. Lily put her index finger trying to demonstrate to me what the lingerie was for.