Yes Master Slave Novels & Stories

“In my case, I feel like I’m the one being mastered.” “Then…” Joghsec drawls the ‘n’ sound, prompting me to look at him again. He has a sparkle in his eyes as he says, “…put a leash on the master?” I smile. Somehow, his words axed down the rock that rose in my head, a serenity I hadn’t felt in a long while claiming me. I can even visualize the clear line between now and the previous livid state I found myself in. “I’ve never felt this good in a long time,” I whisper. Cold air brushes my face, and I blink as stray strands rest on my lashes.

He pulled her closer to his face and lifted Penny on her toes. Penny gulped as fear surged in her heart. Her hands pushed him on the chest to make some distance. “Wh— what?” she asked. “You are my slave! I have bought you from a brothel, which means your body belongs to me. If anyone as much tries to come near you, I am going to crush their skulls, pulverize their bones.” There was a wild look in his eyes—with a mixture of possessiveness? His breath was hot against her face. Not able to bear the agony, he leaned in and kissed her on her lips crushing them under his force. He licked her lips.

“As much you hate it, Omegas are the lowest of the hierarchy. You know this. We are somehow created to be under those who are higher than us. Alphas and Betas alike, they have the inborn mentality that we are nothing but the sex-slaved child bearer they can have at their disposal.” That alone triggers way deeper inside him. But this time, more on the hatred towards these scumbags and not to himself. “But remember, we are not just Omegas. You are not just an Omega.” He breathes deeply and tries to absorb that but fails miserably. “How can you say that when you just pointed out everyone's mentality about us?” “Have you ever lost control of your beliefs during sex?” That made him gulp. “A-As mu

She stopped behind him, her gaze tracing the line of his spine down to the firm curves of his ass. “You are to be my slave,” she stated, walking back to face him. She did not touch him yet. “The title is ‘Kneel.’ You will answer to it, or you will answer to nothing. Your purpose is my pleasure, my convenience, my whim. Your desires are irrelevant unless I choose to exploit them. Do you understand the fundamental truth of your existence here?” His throat worked as he swallowed. “Yes, Mistress.” “Look at me.” His grey eyes lifted, meeting hers. There was intelligence there, and a deep, banked heat. Good. A stupid slave was boring. A resistant one was fun to break. An intelligent, willing one…

My legs splayed out, one resting on the top of the couch and the other firmly planted on the floor. I slid my fingers down to my pussy. One finger entered my folds before rubbing my warm juices on my clit. My other hand went to my breast and began to massage it. “Your body is mine to do with as I please, Marissa. From now on, I will only call you Slave, because that’s what you will be.” His words ran over my body before reaching my ears, leaving heat in their wake. My cunt started to swell as I opened my eyes and stared at the man who was now my Master.

"Then how many years do you think you can live?" "72?" "Eh?" *Counting from 1-100. 1..2...3....and 100! "72 what? 72 thousand?" Butt shake. "WHAT!!!" Luis Park yelled. "It's your fucking fault master!" Butt yelled. *slap *Counting... 1....2.. and 3. "Tell me how." Luis Park asked seriously. "Master I'm not sure how to say this... but your life and my life is connected. When you die I die also. That is a master and slave seal. But when I die... you won't... as a slave, a master won't die."

when fertile. If I'm not a slave, I'm not having sex with anyone but Mistress, Monique, Chantelle and Master. Of course, as the second lowest ranking slave here, I have very few limits on who has sex with me as a slave, but never with Master participating and never when I'm not in slave mode. As a slave, I can have sex with Julia or Lisa, as you witnessed, but never another male, nor with Master participating. This means though, we've both had sex with Zoe, for instance, we've never both had sex with her at the same time and she will never be a permanent member of our bed. Actually, Zoe's a bad example. Both Riyuki and Zoe are slip ups we've conjointly had sex with them before we fully deve

"This had me so fucking horny, I had to take advantage. Lisa, you clean my cunt and Sean's cock, then put his cock cage on again." Lisa scrambled to obey, obeying our work Mistress. She cleaned Shasta first as she was the Dominant, then Sean, the slave, less important. Master then moved back and got a few pictures showing all five slaves in all five slave stations, and a quick panning video from one slave to the next. "That was so fucking hot," Melanie said. "I'd like to be next." "Let's take a break first," Master said. "Give everyone a chance to recover and rest a few moments. I don't want Julia hanging upside down much longer."

Boisterous voices from visitors who want to witness and become masters who would put as much money as possible to buy the auction woman they want. Jean and the seven women who participated in the auction lined up with their best poses to seduce the rich masters present in the room. Why was it called master? Because they would rule over the woman for a night or several days. Jean took a sip of saliva to see how many men had participated in the auction. This was her first time devoted to those who want to buy the best women in the club tonight.

she said, smiling widely. She glared at us one last time before bringing out a long piece of paper she had hidden in her bag. “Some of you might stop being slaves starting from today, but first, you have to pass a test,” she said, her eyes darting back and forth as she scanned our faces. The whole slaves went mad with frenzy as everyone began to murmur and mumble incoherently. “Silence!” The maid roared, her eyes blazing like a burning furnace. “I'm Crystal and I'm your boss,” she said, her voice harsh and cold.