Slave Training Erotica Novels & Stories

“Yes, I'm ready." Alejandro opened the door and gestured that I should enter first so I did. The room was dark until he turned the lights on. What was inside the room that made my jaw drop? It is filled with sex toys, whips, and some devices that I don't know. As in there are a lot. “I am a dominant, Chloe and you are here to be my slave."

"Brother, Mr. Stephano has sent the details of the auction, and ummm they sell some special goods." I dropped the file in my hand, and leaned back in my swivel chair as I tapped my fountain pen rhythmically on the armrest, and smirked slightly. "What's so special about their goods?" He coughed a little. "They sell women off as slaves, and I hear they're auctioning one off tonight. She's something according to them." I stopped tapping on the chair, and frowned. "I didn't think Mr. Stephano would be that kind of person."

We were forbidden, and it made it all the sweeter. We would do this again and again, and no one would know. He made me feel alive, and I loved it. I was addicted to him, and I knew I couldn’t stop. I needed him to fuck me like a slut, and he loved it. He wanted to fuck me and make me his slut. He made my body sing with pleasure, and I wanted it again. He would give it to me again and again because he loved my body. I was his slut and nothing more. I was forbidden and a slut, but I didn’t care.

Lila screamed in pleasure and pain. “I… I used to sneak into your room while you were in prison,” she confessed between moans as I pounded her. “I’d steal your old shirts… wrap them around my face and finger myself on your bed. I’d cum thinking about you hating me… about you coming back and destroying me like this.” Her words fed the darkness in me. I grabbed her ponytail like reins and fucked her mercilessly, balls slapping against her clit. The sound of her wet pussy taking my cock filled the living room. I spanked her ass repeatedly until it glowed bright red.

No longer able to resist even the girl’s slightest command I screamed out the words, not caring that we were in a public place, not caring if more people had come to the pool. ” I’m your slave. I’M YOUR SLAVE SARA. I’ll do ANYTHING for you. I’m your slut slave…You OWN me !” I couldn’t stop. I wanted this girl. Sara pushed her newest conquest back and then rubbed her foot across my naked pussy, watching me become more and more excited. ” Now kiss that foot, slave girl.” I started sucking the young girl’s toes, mumbling uncontrollably as I did, ” Slave…slave…slave…Sara’s slave…Sara’s slave….”

In the mirror I watched his face change with lust. “Jesus Christ, Ava. Look at you. Soaking for me already.” He kicked my feet wider, one big hand coming down to slap my ass hard. The sting made me moan loud. “Yes… again,” I begged. “Greedy little whore,” he growled, but he slapped the other cheek, harder. Then his fingers were there, sliding through my slick lips, circling my clit rough. “This what you were doing? Playing with this tight cunt right before your shift?”

"It was just after my slavery started and Master gave me a task to perform. I had a seduce a sales clerk in a clothing store, licking her pussy and getting her to lick mine. If I couldn't seduce her to lick me, I had to wear a Slave Trainer all during our dinner out without any orgasms. If I seduced one into allowing me to lick her, I could have two orgasms, but only if I sucked Master off under the table to earn it. If she also licked me, I could have unlimited orgasms. I only earned the two orgasms so I was suffering quite a lot. Our waitress noted my suffering and asked for the reason. I told her I couldn't get a sales clerk to lick me. She offered to lick me herself if Master removed my

I said arms crossed. “If you say so though.Actually the master pays off his slaves after five years”I nodded as she said that.Five years is a long time but I can wait. *** “Erm… master I don’t think I can sleep here tonight”This guy is a seducer,he might end up doing something to me at night.Guys like this can’t be trusted. “Why is that? You are still sick remember?” “I’m not sick anymore I’m perfectly fine” “I still won’t let you go.What if your body chills start to act up again”

I replied and Tristan's eyes widened in horror. "What did he want from a little girl?" He asked me. "He said Marie will be a slave for him forever. She will be trained to get naked and crawl into anyone's bed. He said she would be a prostitute and will serve him for the rest of her life until she would take her last breath. That pig wanted to sell my sister for the rest of her life. I could bare anything but I was not the person who would let him use my sister as a prostitute. I declined his offer then offered him to take me instead of my baby sister." I replied and Tristan chuckled darkly.

The black hair fell to her waist, the white skin dyed red, her luscious breasts, and the nervous eyes looking at him. And when Agatha slowly spread her legs, Brett saw the juice dripping on her pussy. ‘She’s getting wet,’ Brett thought. Agatha’s face was filled with embarrassment, but her body reacted to Brett’s words. For the first time, Brett was happy that he bought Agatha as his slave, and she should obey everything he says. “That’s right, Agatha. Your appearance right now is very sexy,” saying this, Brett pulled down his shorts and grabbed his c*ck.