Slave Training Erotica Novels & Stories

But the second my eyes closed, the image hit me like a physical blow. Not Alessia. But the slave. On her knees. Begging. Her dress torn at the collar, her dark hair tangled, her eyes wide and terrified as she stared up at me from the floor of the dining hall. The thought of those dark, tear-filled eyes looking up at me like that right here, right between my legs sent a sudden, vicious surge of blood straight to my gut. My dick hardened instantly, throbbing against the roof of Alessia's mouth. And then, right behind that thought, came another.

Another spank followed, then another, the sound sharp in the quiet room. “Call me daddy,” he demanded. “Moan my name. Tell me if you like it.” “Yes, daddy...fuck...” Her voice cracked as he landed another slap. “Kevin...oh god, Kevin...I like it, I like it so much...” He kept spanking her in time with the thrusts, the skin of her ass warming under each strike. The dildo pistoned faster now, the motor humming louder as the simulation pushed the intensity higher. Lori’s arms trembled; she dropped to her elbows, ass still raised, moaning his name every time he ordered it.

“By the end of the night you’ll scream my name as you beg for more.” She leaned in close to whisper against his ear. “You’ll be screaming just as much.” Fred had no doubt of what she’d get him to do. He was her slave just as much as she was his toy. With the full moon glaring around them, Fred took her hard, making love to her in the water. They were a mated couple, destined by fate, and made real by the love glowing between them.

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. Some of the girls in my village who became a slave and was freed by their masters were talking about this stuff. They said it is normal for slaves to be s*x slaves. Some of them are even enjoying it. My back is resting in comfort against the soft mattress when suddenly, the bed rocked. Ryler positioned himself on top of me. I was busy traveling my eyes all around the room that I did not notice him approaching. He leveled his face at me. His eyes locked on mine. Without removing his gaze at me, he reach for my hands and held my wrists to place them above my head.

I said and Galaxy chuckled. “Take care” she winked and started walking out of my room. At the entrance, she stopped to face me," By the way, Starr. I heard there is a new slave and I think she is getting the attention of all the male omegas. I heard she is hot but unfortunately, she doesn't have a wolf yet. I hope you aren't attracted to her too?" When I heard her say a new slave, my mind ran to my mate. Was she the one?

Nina exclaimed through the speaker. “Are you listening to yourself? Didn’t you hear the part where I was kidnapped, threatened and almost raped by the thugs? And then I had to become a slave pet to pay off Mark’s debts??” Evelyn asked in disbelief. She wondered what was going on in Nina’s mind. What was so exciting about being someone’s pet? It was degrading and she hated it.

I didn't just want them; I needed to belong to them. Elden watched from the side, a cruel smirk playing on his lips. "Look at her. A desperate, middle-class whore. Beg louder, slut." He stepped forward and delivered a stinging slap to my inner thigh, the red mark blooming instantly on my pale skin. The pain made my pussy clench and leak. Arden dove in, his tongue flicking against my clit while his fingers plunged deep inside me. He was fast and relentless, his mouth a hot, wet vacuum that made me scream. "You taste so fucking good, mi vida. I can feel you pulsing. You're already close, aren't you?" I was.

I was taking every inch of him, my pussy walls stretching and gripping the dark, heavy length of his shaft as I moved. "That's it, Blaire," he growled, his large hands digging into my hips, guiding the brutal pace. His fingers left deep, red marks on my skin as he hauled me down onto him again and again. "Ride it like you've been starving for it. I want to feel how much you've been wanting this. Tell me, you little slut, did my brother make you leak like this? Or was it the thought of me finally claiming what Manuel couldn't use?"

Alex growled—my boyfriend—thrusting up into her, and I just stood there in the doorway, frozen solid, my heart pounding so hard it hurt, betrayal twisting in my gut like a knife, pain shooting through me as I watched them on my own bed, the sheets all tangled and sweaty from what they’d been doing. I couldn’t tear my eyes away as she climbed on top of him, straddling his hips, her ass bouncing as she rode him hard, like she was trying to milk every last drop out of him, her tits jiggling with every slam down. I’d never seen Tyla like this, all wild and slutty, her face flushed, mouth open in these loud, needy moans that echoed in my ears. He reached up, grabbing her breasts, squeezing them r

Not even a word did he say. Nina heaved a sigh and got down from the bed to go take a bath. Stacey walked back to the door. She wanted to hit Nina so bad. She could hear their moans when she stood at the door. "I really need to teach her a lesson." She thought. Jericho is having another slave. Not even a common slave but sex slave. She didn't want to create any scene now so she walked back into her room. She's the green snake under the green grass. She, stacey knows what to do.