Since Mexico she has me do little things to remind me that I am a trained cock slut now. I am milked twice a day to keep me accustomed to cumming on command. I am never allowed to wear underwear unless instructed, but she often makes me wear a snap-on cock ring underneath my clothes with ownership tags attached to it. I thought about that a lot more than not...
I stood at attention, naked, legs spread slightly apart with my hands clasped on top of my head. Lisa liked her slut ready to perform. Her training had left my cock semi-erect all the time now, even when it wasn't being used. My god, how had I become a sexual amusement for these women? According to the woman who trained my cock to respond, I was an inherent...
In a certain town, in a certain district, there was a popular slave market that you'd decided to see for yourself. The market was famous for it's exhibitions; large scale events where trained slaves were shown off to potential buyers. Beautiful men and women, all remarkably trained in pleasure and obedience, paraded around an audience to show which ones were...
Not So Fun Games Ch. 03 Fully trained to obey For once she was pleasured rather than being simply taken, and the satisfaction he gained from her body added to her enjoyment. It was a wonderful night. She awoke early waiting for her Master to stir. Tethered to the end of the bed, she rested her chin on the edge, gazing up at him in admiration. If her husb...
The third book in The Marketplace Series by author Laura Antoniou is titled The Trainer. At the point, the reader is extremely knowledgeable about the marketplace itself as well as how the slaves are trained and sold. Therefore, this third title delves into the training and history of the actual trainers. Not anyone can be a trainer, as we discover. While m...
The stone floor is cold and rough under my bare feet, but i'm used to it. This floor is hundreds of years old, worn by the bare feet of slaves, the high heels and boots of Mistresses, the occasional dragging of chains and devious bondage devices of all sorts. The texture is grainy and lumpy. Some of the mortar between stones is missing, some edges are chippe...
(This CHOYA is an adapatation of a quest I ran on another site that was an adaptation of my other CHOYA. Enjoy!) (Source: https://fiction.live/stories/Escape-From-Gideon-IV/Q4Rx3FK9eYsCLnuJP/home) A perfect opportunity. That's what the General had called it after telling you about the mission. A way to make a name for yourself. The military always had places...
WARNING!!! All my stories involve total power exchange, where one party assumes total control over the other. To my mind, total control is meaningless without limits being stretched and shattered. There is no point in total power exchange if all you are going to have is Missionary position sex. In a previous story, GREAT DAY TO BE A SLAVE, someone issued an...
The man woke up with a loud yawn. As he sat up, the bed moaned loudly, his extremely well-trained and divine body making the bed shake with every movement. He rubbed the dust out of his eyes with his strong, lumpy forefingers, and circled his imposing shoulders as he began to stretch, like he did every morning. After stretching his wide back and his extremel...
Continued from Chapter 1: Trained to defend himself, an understatement, he'd make Matt Damon as Jason Bourne from Bourne Identity and Bourne Ultimatum look like an amateur and a sissy. Unlike those martial arts experts who only use their deadly force skills to defend themselves, he had a different agenda. With him a Navy Seal, a trained killer and assassin,...