The Master looks down at you. His piercing eyes cut through you like daggers. Every inch inspected, his gaze occasionally settling on your more... appealing features. The Prince lets out a slight huff. So many had come before him. So many had knelt and pleaded for a chance at true servitude. This slave, they seemed slightly different. He flicks his wrist and looks away from you. A soft yet commanding voice fills the room. "I’ve wandered far and wide, searching for servants of quality. Are you what I’m looking for?” He offers an exposed foot forward expectantly, fixing his gaze back upon you.

Charlotte <3Today at 21:39
I move my face closer to his foot; kissing it softly, slowly, gently working my way up his shin; satisfied from just being allowed to be in the Master's presence- ardently hoping that he'd pick me to be a part of his harem. I would live my life trying to satisfy his fantasies- no matter how depraved, I would dedicate myself to ensuring his pleasure; whether sexually, or even just to ensure his comfort, to bring him food, to be his pillow. "I am, Master. I live to serve your magnificence; and want nothing more than to please you for the rest of your days. Please, grant me the honour of even testing me as your servant."

RincewindlToday at 21:40
Master yawns and giggles to himself as he gets up off his throne. He smirks to the slaves at the throne's armrests, holding his finger up as if to tell them: "hold on for just a second". His steps are deceptively graceful, a slight sway to his every movement as he dances forward. He had just been disturbed from the perfect slumber, and you were the cause. With an indignant groan, he rolls his shoulders back, before ripping away his loincloth. Never breaking stride, every action performed smoothly, like a well-rehearsed play. As the silken veil flutters to the floor, you notice the  monster before you. His cock is magnificent, a prestigious caramel pillar, unlike any else you had seen before. The longer you stare, the greater your lust grows. It becomes more than a want. It becomes a clawing need, an insistent gnawing at the back of your mind. He comes to a stop, the throbbing head of his shaft just inches away now. "Well?" He rests his hands on the back of his head.

Charlotte <3Today at 21:53
As Master rises from his serene slumber, elegantly rising from his throne, dancing across the room, I can't help but stare at his deft movements- his radiant beauty fixating my eyes to him; almost hypnotic, in a sense. In an instant, his loin cloth is torn away from his body, revealing his magnificent obelisk; perfect in every way- as if it had been chiselled by the most talented architects of the ages. My eyes stay stuck to it- entirely perfect, analysing every detail, trying to ingrain the image of it in my mind, permanently- not wanting to ever lose sight of its sublimity. It felt like it had been aeons, since the loin cloth had began to fall, but as the gentle sound of it touching the ground breaks the silence, I can't help but move towards it. I did not know whether Master would choose to use me (although I hoped with all my heart he would), but I couldn't battle off my ardour any longer: I began to crawl towards it, still basking in its beauty. Approaching it, I notice even more- the veins, running along the side, the huge, churning, cum-filled balls, and the tip: lightly damp with precum. I had to know what it tasted like: so in an instant, my tongue darts forward, licking the tip gently. As I thought, its taste was just as magnificent as the rest of Master.

RincewindlToday at 21:53
Master hummed softly as he walked through the halls of his pristine palace. The walls were adorned with golden ornaments, symbols of an opulent and decadent empire, yet their brilliance paled in comparison to the Prince. The little Master stretches, eyes clenching, back arching. Opening one eye, he spies you from across the hall. A devious grin forms, realising you hadn’t spotted him yet. The predatory prince prowls purposely forward, closing the distance to his prey. He give your rear a mighty THWACK, getting the plump prize to jiggle and ripple. Master has you by your shoulder as he dips down your head. Your ass is in full view now, exposed for his use. He gives your hips a squeeze, that hand drifting back to lift his massive, veiny member up above you. He slams it down on your back, causing your body to jolt. You are just a piece of meat to him - to be tenderized and consumed. He leans forward, cock weighing heavily against you. The hand on your shoulder traces to your chin, gently raising your head. "My oh my, someone’s inattentive..."

Charlotte <3Today at 22:03
Gazing in awe at the palace's opulent ornaments, I still couldn't quite believe just how magnificent this palace was- I'd been here for a while now, but it still managed to take my breath away, at the seemingly boundless luxury of this place. Quite suddenly, I hear the air rush behind me, before my ass makes a loud clap- I knew who it was, though, almost immediately: Master. "Oh!" I cry out, feeling my flesh jiggle, my head being pushed down; without any regard for myself- my ass totally exposed, like I was his toy- his fleshlight. I was. Feeling his tender embrace on my hips, his cock drops onto my back, causing my body to buckle, slightly, under its intense weight. The radiating heat, the heavy weight, the ever-so-slight growth of it, pressed against my own curves, was enough to make my pussy grow damper and damper. As his perfect hand traces up my shoulder, softly grasping my chin, shivers shoot down my back. "I'm sorry for being so distracted, Master: but the beauty of this place... and you... still amazes me."

RincewindlToday at 22:03
It had turned dusk, the evening sun shining an orange and auburn glow into Sachi's room. The day had been busy, to say the least. You had interested the Jackal Prince, enough to get an invite to his chambers. He sits at the edge of his bed, tail swishing, completely naked. Every perfect inch exposed, his meaty member flaccid… For now. “Enough games. I want to have some real fun.” He brings a finger to his plump lips and shifts, his shaft beginning to harden. “All I ask of you… Is that you submit. Completely. Mind, body, soul… All mine.” He leans forward, planting his hands either side of his half-erect leviathan. He cups his heavy, gurgling nuts. Those beautiful eyes of his never leave yours, the hypnotic pools like moonlit lakes; captivating silver pupils amongst the inky black backdrop. “You want to serve. You need to serve.” His voice deepens to a sensual growl, cock finally at full-mast. "And I'm certain you don't want to disappoint me."

Charlotte <3Today at 22:12
The scene was picturesque, to say the least- the radiant glow of the sun, slipping through the windows, matched only by the Master's own sublimity. I felt such a sense of pride, to even be in his chambers; to be so close to his unmatched perfection. Even as he sits down, his dominance over me is still felt by both of us. He talks to me; his words sinking into my subconscious- his beauty overwhelming me, I can't help but fall to my own knees- his silver eyes, as opulent as the most luminous pearls, seemingly cutting directly into my soul, pulling out my true desires- of total obedience. As his cock hardens, my own lust grows- before it overwhelms me entirely. I needed Master. "P-please... let me serve you. Let me worship you. I need to- I can't help against your perfection." I drop my head to the floor, begging you. "I submit. I'm yours, to do with as you please, in this life, or the next. Please, grant my one wish; and let me please you for the rest of my life."