Dro was a slave breaker and he was very good. And for being so good, they let him keep the latest slave. “Slut!” He sneered at the blond. “Looks like you’re not on the seller’s block after all. You’re going to be my personal bitch. And to start you off, your cunt is getting locked up.” He threw the chastity belt at her. “Put it on.” He leered. “Show me how much you want to be anal only.” -sluttymuses (Hey! Hope this is ok. For Emma. His info can be found under the tag ‘muses’ on my blog.)
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Emma couldn’t remember what had happened to bring her to this point. To bring her here. How she had ended up in his hands… All she knew was that hearing his voice sent a shiver of something rushing down her spine, made her almost whine in desperation, in need. How, why–Emma had no idea. She stared at the chastity belt he tossed in her direction, before looking back at him. How could she disobey such an order? Uncurling her fingers from the way they were curled into fists at her side, Emma reached for the belt, trying to ignore the way he leered at her, the way his eyes seemed to bore into her very soul, as she put the chastity belt on, stealing glances at his cock all the while. While she didn’t want to take away the feeling, the possibility, of having him pound her sex, she’d do it. Oh she’d do anything that he told her to!
