The Slave - Sex Stories

The Slave

... his feelings. He was so confused. He loved the sex and all the attention, but not at the price of freedom. Brenda suggested quietly to Linda and Sara that they watch him close. They each suspected that Ross did not like the "decorations" he was f***ed to wear and along with that, he didn't know when he would be released back to his life of freedom. The ladies returned with Ross downstairs to the playroom, the five foot tether trailed down his back; Sara held on tight. Ross' ankle cuff was soon attached to the rubber coated steel cable which was attached to the eye bolt at the end of his bed. He was ordered to finish cleaning up and to make his bed. He suddenly turned to Brenda and firmly stated; "No, make me." He told the women that he was finished and he had enough of their bullshit. The ladies noted the mixed emotions in his voice as he spoke. A welling up in his eyes was surfacing, it was clear that Ross had not taken the information about his extended stay very well. His fear showed as rebellion. Linda, Brenda and Sara were incensed. He made a fatal mistake by refusing orders while ALL three women were present. He may have gotten away with it had there been only one or even two of them present, but with all three he was definitely in for trouble. Sara slowly moved around behind the slave, just casually and unnoticed. That left Brenda and Linda facing the slave, listening to his pitiful refusal to follow ANY order he was given. Bad decision on his part! With his last ...

... comment of "fuck it, I am finished with this shit;" Sara, the smallest of the three, very shy, timid and quiet, even humble at times, surprised everyone as she grabbed his collar and jerked it backward very HARD. Ross reached up and grabbed his neck collar; which is the most typical response to the f***e and jerk backward on the collar around his neck. As Sara moved up closer behind the slave, Linda and Brenda moved closer from the front slightly separating holding his attention. As Sara pulled hard on the tether Ross lost his balance and began to fall backwards. Brenda quickly took a couple steps forward positioning her self between the slave's splayed legs. She balled her fist up and reached back and slammed it into his huge balls. Ross fell backward, he released a very loud scream, gasped and his butt hit the floor. Brenda had stepped closer between Ross' ankles preventing him from closing them at all. She dropped to her knees and landed two more very hard punches to the slave's balls. She missed each of the balls and her punches actually landed between the orbs forcing them to fly outward just like a water balloon that was squeezed in the middle. As her fist connected with the sac each time, she felt the balls give and heard his cries of pain. He had begun to cry. Brenda grabbed Ross' very hard cock and jerked it out of the way, bending it upward forcing it against his abdomen. She slammed her fist one more time into his balls. Ross was trying to get his legs closed, but ...