Fart Slave の小説・ストーリー

I would cum like a shameful whore. A dishonorable sex slave. "Yes, yes, Master!" I moaned, sounding so wanton and lewd. I couldn't stop myself with that big dick pounding my cunt. "Oh, that's so good! Ooh, ooh, Master!" "Little slut's not shy now," said Carter.

Is it for real ? She thought. "I said i was going to have my way didn't i ? Unless you'd suddenly stop being a slave, But you're a slave !" The psychotic man said with his ugly smirk, "You cannot have your way, it's either you have your way on the King sex slave and die !" Evari said, She shut her eyes in pain, that she has to tell them she was the king's sex slave to be free, Like being the king's slave is a regal and respectable position.

The cum was thick and everywhere as I tried to swallow it but it ended up on my face, my hair, and my body. When he finally pulled away, I lay there gasping, my face wet with tears and cum. “You play your role well,” Darius said, straightening. “This dirty version of you.” I stared at the ceiling, my body shaking. “So consider this a reward,” he continued. “You’re no longer just a slave.” My stomach twisted painfully as I wondered what he wanted to say next. “You’ve graduated into a sex slave,” he said calmly. I felt sick as the words settled into my bones.

I grumbled at the sight of the dirty stables. “Yes shit,you will be cleaning a lot of shit till you run out of the energy that puts those stupid escape ideas into your head” he said, pushing an iron bucket and a shovel into my hands. “You guys have turned me into a slave , maids are better off since they get paid regardless of how little the money is…” I grumbled too annoyed to think of the consequences of my outbursts. “Trust me , slaves are used for sex services. Get to work …” he said , pointing to two soldiers on standby to come closer and keep a watch at me.

Sicilia blinked her eyes bowing her head. "I am sorry my Lord, it will never happen again." Sicilia stuttered biting her inner cheek in utter humiliation. She couldn't believe she was humiliated like this in front of a Slave. A mere slave! Gulping her anger down she started eating as well. Gabriel from the start used to eat his food with his both mistresses only to remind them each night who they are and to never consider themselves more than that but both of his mistresses were thick-headed. They never understood the meaning behind his words.

But as your personal slave,” I replied. - It doesn't matter. In time, he will realize that we belong together. — Rhea insisted. I rolled my eyes. —But what if he doesn't want me? — I asked as I returned to the room. — He will want you! I know that! — said Rhea, full of determination. - Yes of course. Look at us! He literally turned us into his slaves. Ah, Goddess, please give me strength to endure what is yet to come. I was struggling to control my mind, which kept imagining any and all possible torture that Aaron could have in store for me.

"Shut up if you want to enjoy my body! I don't want to hear the voice of your cursing who has stolen my chastity, make me deaf! Let me live without hearing any sound. I have no hope in life anymore. Being your sex slave is my job right now," said Axelina trembling, enduring the pain in her heart. "You are my nightmare, Amar Trixeon, I hate you. If you are tired of my body, you better kill me right now, I don't want to live anymore."

Finally, the slave looked up into his daddy's eyes and said, "Daddy, I don't like being fucked. It hurts and I can feel the men cumming inside me. It makes me feel like I'm less than a man to be treated like this. I'm not gay and I don't want to be made to service men's sexual desires." With that, the slave bowed his head in shame hoping that he had performed well. Brandon and Matt smiled at each other as they watched the young slave try to remember how to react as he would have as a free boy and then draw back into his training as a slave fuckboy. The two friends knew they were going to have a lot of fun with this boy. The men hardly noticed when Jacob had finished and John had taken his sp

I rushed down to the field where I met many other slaves working hard. "Sir Mateo, please can I stop digging the cow dung? I already have blisters on my hand" A slave pleaded with the man in charge of the slaves who are working in the field, showing him her hands that was already blistered. I didn't know the slave digs out the cow dung in the cowsheds at the other end. Furthermore, I was lost in thought of how I will be able to survive in such a place. "Hey new slave! What are you standing there for? Do you think you're a princess who came to supervise the other's work?" The fierce looking man gave out a sarcastic laugh.

They were encouraging someone to do something. “That’s right little bitch, that’s what you are now, the slave bitch!” I heard one man laugh out. “Fuck him good!” Another called. The smell of male arousal was strong, the offending scent assaulting my nose. Ten other slaves stood around crowding in a circle. I heard a slap, and someone making a panicked noise. Some of the men had their cocks in their hands watching whatever was in the middle of the circle.