Harvest-8: The Curator
Every brain cell she had was screaming. Was it joy? Panic? Perhaps both.
Toby Hendricks was approaching her stall, where she had been sucking cocks and licking balls all day. She had the biggest crush on the boy since forever, and she imagined kneeling before him in her...
Milk! - 15
Bianca opened her eyes and looked at the alarm clock on the nightstand. It was 6:25, almost time for the morning rituals. Performing a soft-and-slow to wake Darren up on Tuesdays was already one of her favorite duties of the week, but she had another reason to be excited that...
Milk! - 14
āCome on, get out of there!ā
Bianca obediently rose on her forelegs and climbed out of the trunk. Darren picked her rope and pulled her onto the sidewalk. Nate revved the engine aggressively and took off.
She liked Mondays now. Before her enslavement, when she was a teacher, she...
Milk! - 13
Cool morning breeze⦠Birds chirping⦠Sunlight trying to break through the mist⦠It felt calm, serene, refreshing. She liked it a lot. It was the best feeling. Her favorite moments of her otherwise monotonous and depressing days. Her depleted batteries recharged as she crawled through...
Slavecop Academy 19: Simulators
āCadetcunts, halt!ā
Riverās line of ducklings immediately stopped in front of the double winged door. A collective gasp rose from the group when the sign over it lit up. āCunthound simulators 1-4.ā
Agent-slave Tramplemat punched a code into the lock. The door...
Follows The Proposal
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The Promise
āCongratulations, Sofia.ā
āT-thank you, Shani.ā She managed to smile to her fellow trainee as she passed her by. Fellow trainee? She no longer was one. She raised her hand and touched the restrainium band snugly hugging her...
Follows The Contract
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The Proposal
āMasterless slut Necia, could you come over please?ā
Shaniās voice rising out of her communicator pulled Sofia out of her trance. She dreaded that little device disguised as a necklace. All four of Ulfbockās ātraineesā had to...
Slavecop Academy 18: Threeholing
He grabbed her by the hair and yanked her off the desk. He then dragged her to the bed and pushed her onto it. Willow landed on her back like a ragdoll, took a deep breath, and dutifully parted her legs. He took one last sip from his drink, climbed on the bed...