Slut Princess Novels & Stories

“Listen, even if I am aroused or in need as you said, what makes you think I would want to sleep with you? Goddess, what do you take me for, a slut?” “I do not know what ‘slut’ means but I take it t’s a bad word?” “It means a woman that sleeps with any man she meets and some even take money as payment. Listen, I don’t know what got into your head, but I am never sleeping with you. Heavens, who do you think you are?”

Her fingers thrusting in and out fast and hard over and over as Fiona grunted and moaned over and over, "OHHHH! It's your cunt, Mistress. You and my Master own this pussy!" "That's right, cunt, it's ours. Who owns you orgasms Slut? Who do your screams and cums belong to?" "YOURS MISTRESS MY ORGASMS ARE YOURS AND MASTERS!" "Are they your Orgasms Slut?" "UHH UHH UHHH NO MISTRESS!" "That's right they aren't and you will never have one unless we give you permission if you do we will punish you. You will not call them yours again or we won't let you have one do you understand me Slut?"

(my blood boiled I want to kill her how dare she to talk like that with my princess but my princess caressed my cheeks and cooled me) princess : so what nayani : do you want to watch how you got raped by those people (iam sure if I meet her iam sure she will be dead I don't care even if she is my so called sister) princess : yeah iam also wondering how I got raped if you don't mind send me the video I can watch it nayani : are you mad princess : did I said anything wrong how many days only you will watch it and get satisfied let me also watch and learn something nayani : I think you gone mad princess : you are the one who said iam not pure then why should I act as innocent still nayani : you

"But only once you've understood and accepted the rules." "What are the rules, daddy?" "The rules are that if we fuck now, you become my new slut. As my slut, you fuck me and only me. As my slut, you sleep in my bed and welcome my cock inside your cunt whenever I want to put it there. As my slut, you're happy to suck my cock whenever I want my cock sucked. As my slut, you wear slut clothes picked out by me when we're together and whatever outfits I think are suitable when we're not. As my slut, you only masturbate when I tell you to. As my slut, you perform household tasks naked if I want you to. As my slut, you will come to my work for fucking or sucking if I summon you. As my slut, you kee

She proclaimed, breathless. "Will you be the only slut, then?" Her eyes snapped up to stare into mine, as if searching for a possible lie in what I'd proposed. "You would... You would not fuck any other woman?" "If you'd be my slut, yes." I agreed, still fucking her savagely. "Ah... Um, yes, okay." "Yes, what? Say the words, princess." "Yes, I'd be your slut, Dice." Growling, I bent to whisper against her ear, "Wise decision, my dirty slut."

To the world, I'm Sophia Romano—the family's wild, radiant princess. Vincent is the mafia heir—stoic, controlled, the very picture of restraint. But every night, he grips my waist, fucking me until my legs go weak while whispering my name over and over: "Principessa." He just doesn't know that in two weeks, I'm marrying someone else. The sheets are still damp with our shared heat. I lie in bed, catching my breath as Vincent rises to dress.

Thoughts of him dominating me and using me endlessly in every corner of his house made me orgasm violently . my chat pooped with a new message only this time round i replied to it honestly . "c*mming while thinking of me di*ty sl*t ' " yes daddy " i typed with my shaking hands knowing the man was just a few metres from me . This time, I wanted him know how much of a slut i could be and that he could not shame me for doing that i loved. But what i did not know the man was standing infront of my door the whole time .

Agreed. “That’s right, you’re not. You’re my good little slut, aren’t you?” I asked with a purr. I pulled my fingers out and thrust them deep into her to the knuckle. She groaned as I filled her. I repeated the action, making her take every inch. “Yes, Shane, yes,” she moaned. “Say it, Princess,” I demanded. “Say it now.” “I’m your good little slut,” she moaned.

Isis is not a slut ma, she is a well-behaved girl if you get to know her," Madam Louisiana explained panicky seeing that the woman was not getting the whole point of her talk. "She is not? Then why do her pictures get to the media with the caption of a girl sleeping with her boss?" She asked and Madam Louisiana was short of words. She does not know how to convince the woman that her son was not shameless and definitely Isis is not a slut. They are just two young people that do not know their heart and also how to embrace themselves so they started on the wrong foot.

“I think it’s admirable. The other Princesses of the other kingdoms are very compliant. They do as they’re told without question. Arsenal isn’t known for it’s compliancy, as you know. I don’t find that kind of thing attractive.” My heart skipped a beat. “The other Royals know their place. I’m defiant.” “You’re not defiant, you’re human. You have thoughts and emotions. The difference between you and the other Royals is you actually express them. I don’t want to be with someone who submits to me because it’s their duty.” I smiled, for the first time realizing Sadeon hadn’t changed that much since we were kids. “I remember you saying something like that when we were young.”