Gay male slave story
Paperback. Condition: new. Paperback. A question often asked by those who deal with psychological problems is: What is normal? The answer to that seemingly simple question will probably never be answered. For example, it is normal for some primitive inhabitants of South American jungles to perform, before the entire village, what Americans would consider depraved sexual acts. The people within a particular society usually are well aware of what is considered acceptable behavior for them. And therein lies the difficulty for the main character of this novel. For eighteenteen-year-old Davey, it is a major step to admit, then accept his homosexuality. Yet even as he is adjusting to his new insight into his nature, Davey finds himself introduced, and drawn into, another facet of gay sex - into the dark world where souls mix pleasure with pain, agony with ecstasy, until they learn what is considered acceptable behavior whether in the role of slave or master. CHICKEN SLAVE - a story dealing with a sexual dilemma that confronts all of us in one form or another. We cannot pass judgme
Public Muscle Sub: Gay Slave Mind Altered Story
Noah is adapting good to his new body—and his other changes as well.
Return to Mr. Dalton’s shop; Noah needs further assistance.
Mr. Dalton—reading Noah’s memories.
Noah loves CMNM.
Mr. Dalton is only too happy to aid out.
New gear. Piercings. And new…orders.
The ‘slave’ stuff is ick.
The alley. The commands.
Starts off strong, but devolves after the encounter with Aiden and Johnny.
Noah wanted it, he wanted all of it, and somehow Mr. Dalton was capable to reach into the deepest parts of his mind and bring it to the surface.
Chapter One-1
Chapter One As I bounced around in the trunk of his ride, I wondered what I had gotten myself into. My body was totally wracked in unbelievable pain, and I was unable to move even a fraction of an inch. I was nothing more than a worthless piece of luggage and had no idea when it would end. I knew just one thing. He was taking his slave on a vacation into purgatory. It was adj to think of anything but the agony I was experiencing, but through a cloudy mind I thought back to how all this got started…. I’m an 18 year old college student, and a star soccer player at Purdue University, going there on a complete scholarship. Even though I’m rather small, my rock hard body, gazelle-like speed and amazing agility build up for any workable short comings. Actually I’m almost 5 feet 4 inches tall and weigh in at about 125 pounds. I work out extensively, keeping myself in fantastic shape. But besides all that, I’m into bondage, well actually self-bondage. I love ropes and chains, and being locked in them with a little pain thrown in to boot. Anyway, I was at the gym worki
I Was Sold on the Slave Block
by ‘Treadwell Martin’
as told to Harry Harrison (1956)
I tried to turn aside, but the guard behind me twisted the chain until the handcuffs bit into my wrists. He pushed me forward. The distinct edge of the platform cut into my ankles and I stumbled and almost fell. I received a blow on the head for my clumsiness and was barely adj of being dragged forward. The auctioneer’s harsh voice ground into my ears as he addressed the prospective buyers. A hard-faced Arab in the front row leaned forward and prodded my leg muscles, the way a livestock buyer would examine a horse.
The whole scene seemed unreal and ancient prefer an illustration from Arabian Nights, a slave market right out of the dark ages, complete with smoking lamps, Arab buyers and chained rows of slaves. But this wasn’t history – it was happening right now in the year 1954, and it was happening to me.
I was being sold on the block as a slave.
Most American Negroes, like myself, are only three or four generations removed from slavery. My great-grandfather was a