Master of Two Shadyss appeared on the other side of the gate. Orus was holding the Tablet with one harm through the bars and had a spear through his chest. The crowd was cheering. "What are your orders, Master?" she said, watching another gladiator pull the spear out of her Master's chest. She created a dust storm for cover and teleported on the other...
Gaven waltzed through the room secure in his roman gladiator costume. Standing at a powerfully built 6'2", he commanded the attention of every lady in the room as well as over half the men, but each time he met another Dom's gaze, he lowered his eyes as expected of a Sub. It had been six weeks since he had dismissed his last pet. He had grown tired of the g...
"Aw, Mom." "It's almost obscene, Jamie. It's not that warm out. If you're going out, at least put on a sweater or something." "Yeah, right, Mom," Jamie said, rolling his eyes at his sidekick, Keith, all decked out in a pirate costume, "every Roman gladiator wore a sweater when he went out to the lions." "Cougars," Keith muttered and then flashed a broad s...
I was working in the fields when I saw a trail of dust being picked up. And it was going for my home. I dropped everything and rushed for my family and house. 'Please not the Saintricked. Please not the Saintricked. Oh please for the love God please not the Saitricked' I keep telling myself. They are a bunch of slave traders that go around to different count...
A small sigh escapes the king's lips. The voluptuous blonde worships his demonic cock lovingly. Running her tongue along his studded shaft before swallowing his swollen head. A clawed hand cups the back of her head as she works his massive cock into her throat. Just a few days ago, this buxom little thing was a mighty demon huntress who made her way to his t...
BDSM, D/s, M/F, F/F, Slave Wrestling = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Rose has disappointed her Master by losing a Greased Gladiator match at the club. This is the story of the aftermath of that match told more or less from Rose's perspective as she comes to grips with the Master's punishment of silence and then is slowly led into the truth of who...
Damian gallantly helped me out of the Uber, as I was not nearly experienced enough to get up from a seated position in my four-inch heels, before casually yet possessively putting his arm around my shoulders. A massive line of at least a hundred shivering people in various Halloween costumes snaked around the block, but Damian ignored them and began gently s...
Gia opened her eyes after an incredibly lengthy and deep sleep. Her arms naturally attempted to raise and stretch as she yawned. That's when she realized that it was impossible to move. Gia's arms were cuffed and hung over a pole above her, giving her no other option but to stand straight with her arms straight up behind her head. Gia began pulling at the cu...
My name's Michelle Drake and I'm a psychologist. I love what I do, listen to people's problems and help them with their situations while getting inside their minds in a mental sense. I don't mind earning a living from it, I just love it because I'm a good listener and very approachable. As busy as my day was, my own mind was occupied by something or more lik...
Chapter I His name was Zsaal Kilra and he was a slave. Locked in a dingy dungeon beneath the castle of Lord Ascal of Kirni, penned with the other gladiators that were to be used tomorrow in a reenactment match where all of the fodder, such as he was classified as, were destined to die for the crowd's glory. This wasn't the first time Zsaal had been a slave...