Will was once again locked in the cage. He stared blankly at the ceiling, not really thinking about anything. He was pleased that he was at least allowed to have some books to read. Though by now, he'd already read them several times. They had also removed the chastity device only out of necessity...he kept getting sores from where it rubbed against his skin...
After a busy day at work I eventually left the office later than normal, I headed to the local train station to catch a train home. Things were clearly not going in my favour as I soon discovered that all trains had either been delayed or cancelled due to an earlier incident at another station nearby. I decided that instead of waiting for a train that I woul...
*All characters in this story are above the age of 18 years old* *This story was inspired by and written with the permission of redbeardedsf. The characters and situations involved are from his story "The Ultimate American Boy Contest." He is a writer of excellent slave boy erotic fiction. If you are Nifty enough you can read his stories, and get a better u...
"I know you got somebody in there, Jamal." Terrell said, buttonholing his friend on the steps of the building. "You don't know nothing. You hearing things. Told you to stay off of that PCP shit." Jamal said, bending over to retie his shoe. "What the fuck you doing spying on me anyway, dog?" "Who's spying? I can't walk past your window anymore? Maybe you sh...
His cock was back up to its huge level, it was all encompassing and felt as though it was running through my entire body a second spine for my body. He stood up and I expected more of the slamming squats, but it seemed Master S liked a varied gym session. His massive hands cupped my widely spread ass cheeks pulling them apart still further. He then did sho...
Sorry for the long absence. As this was the most requested sequel, I made sure Ryan's adventure to be the first now that I have spare time to write again. ALL Characters are over 18. ***** I had to strip the sheets the following morning and found two slaves kneeling outside the bedroom door as I carried the damp, sticky bundle. "Alpha Chef, we will take...
In the interest of continuity, it's recommended that Parts 1 and 2 be read first. *** Charles went back home to reassure his parents that he was okay, that he was enjoying staying with his friend Alec in Connecticut, and that they were not to worry. How is Alec?" Charles's mother asked from her writing table at the far end of the room. She was a devotee o...
"Sin! Sinclair! Where the hell is that boy at?" The Master's younger son stood in the doorway with a scowl twisting his handsome face as he looked for the slave, but the beautiful young man wasn't among the servants and slaves hard at work in the kitchen. Stepping into the room, he cut a path straight to the head cook, ignoring the scurrying men and women d...
That earned me another slap beside the head, I could feel my ear burning and turning red. "Damn boy, I told you it's Master Leon." he says, "I know you're in a hurry to suck my nigga dick and show Master Leon what a great cocksucker you are, but I think you need to get more into your role." Role? God, I hope this wasn't being filmed. Leon went over to th...
I stopped going to play tennis on Saturday mornings. Instead I went to the compound on Sathorn Road, where the host and one of the men living with him, the black captain, had a private tennis court. The host didn't play; he'd sit there by the court, under an umbrella, sipping his martinis and watching the black captain and me play. They had other men living...