The first rays of morning light filtered through the curtains, stirring Sohan from his deep, contented sleep. His body ached in the best way, every muscle relaxed yet marked by the night's unyielding connection. Ansh's thick cock was still buried deep inside his ass, a firm, warm presence that made Sohan's hole clench instinctively around it. The w
Ansh pushed open the door to their shared apartment, the weight of a long day at the office sloughing off his shoulders as the familiar scent of home hit him. 'Sohan? I'm home. How was your day?'.. Read what happens next.
After your return, you couldn't hold back and used your two slaves, Simon and me, for your own satisfaction. In doing so, you put me under a lot of emotional pressure. But your final punishment, by continuing to make me care for Simon, is the most beautiful reward I have ever received.
Straight Jay has a craving to worship and serve real men. He downloads and deletes Grindr regularly. One day the profile of a Dom guy catches his attention and throwing caution to the wind he starts his journey into submission.
We missed you so much, and finally you're back. You fucked Simon to the ground and he even passed out. Finally I get your “attention” after you ignored me for an entire chapter. :p
Simon and I serve you as loyal slaves. I failed in my task of nursing your favorite slave Simon back to health until your return. Nevertheless, Simon and I have become friends. Finally, you are back, and our withdrawal has come to an end.
Simon and I serve you as loyal slaves. You urgently need to go on a trip and my task is to nurse your favorite slave Simon back to health until your return. This is more difficult than anticipated, as Simon is also emotionally hurt.
Simon and I serve you as loyal slaves. You urgently need to go on a trip and my task is to nurse your favorite slave Simon back to health until your return. So far, Simon and I have become friends during your absence.
My name is Marvin, and I often fantasize about having a master. My master would surely have many slaves, and sometimes I worry about how that would feel. This romantic story is about the dynamic between two slaves.
12 rich businessmen were invited to a newly opened restaurant by a mysterious man. In the horny feast, the 12 were offered a deal that they can't refuse.
The command is a lash of pure dominance in the cool night air. It’s not a request. It’s a demand that bypasses my brain and goes straight to my core, making my already dripping hole clench around nothing.
The warmth of Master Ansh’s cum is a brand inside me, a thick, pulsing reminder of my place. I can feel it, a heavy, liquid heat nestled deep in my core, already beginning its slow, inevitable descent.
Josh continues to endure the inhumane and gruelling tests, which continue to push his mental and physical limits. He is now a sex subject to a lewd tribesmen.
The silver-haired man’s smile is a slash of white in the dim light. His fingers, still resting possessively on my cage through the denim, exert the slightest pressure. It’s not painful. It’s a promise.
The taste of Master’s claim is a sacrament on my tongue, bitter and perfect. I lap at Aryan’s ruined entrance, my fingers working deep inside him, stretching him for the audience he doesn’t even know yet...
The world is nothing but sensation, a symphony of flesh and submission. Master Ansh’s cock is a branding iron buried deep inside me, stretching me to a perfect, aching fullness that somehow eclipses the three loads already churning within me.
The cold tile is a shocking contrast to the heat of my spent body. My skin is tacky with sweat, my insides are a warm, liquid mess of their combined release. I am empty.
The door to Professor Pritam’s office washroom swung open, breaking the intense, private world he’d built around us. My heart, already hammering from his brutal fucking, seized with a new kind of terror. Who—?
The silence after Master’s final command was a physical thing, thick and heavy with anticipation. Rohan’s eyes, dark and possessive, never left mine as he moved behind me..
The command hung in the air, a depraved symphony of impossibility. We moved to the bed, a well-trained unit of desperate flesh and plastic. I got on my hands and knees, presenting myself, the cool air hitting my freshly-spanked skin..
Boss Brute seduced me to come to his house for long sessions, where he will dominate me, use me and humiliate me. The thought alone makes me so horny, I can't refuse his offer.