Stories by BMas67

Sorry, it took so long to continue this tale. I'm taking a new direction with the story so let me know what you think. But be kind, I'm a fragile, sissy, whiteboy after all. Part Nine It’s now been nine months since the last time I was allowed out of my chastity. My poor tiny balls hurt all...

Don't steal my story! It's mine. Write your own. Part Eight After a few weeks I guess I became used to my new artwork, even though my wife and her lover still laughed at me and made fun of my growing collection of inked on black cocks. There were now 18 of them on my back and I blushed each...

Part Seven by Brian Masters If you're not Brian Masters, then you didn't write this story. So, don't steal it and try to sell it on Amazon as your own. Like some twat did to one of my other stories. Otherwise, enjoy! It’s been a couple weeks since the happy couple’s return and things for me...

Part Six The next few days were a blur of activity. I can’t describe the pure humiliation of having a group of total strangers living in my home as if they owned it and using me the same way. I was more than a slave to them; I was a slave to my own desires. How can any man sink so low as me you...

Everyday Humiliations By Brian Masters (I own this story, and all of its subsequent parts, so don't even think of stealing it and posting it as your own like some prick did with one of my other stories. I caught him selling it on Amazon. He won't be doing that again.) Part Five They were...

Part Four The first day with my new tormentors was absolute anguish. I was made to rush around serving them food and drinks as they inspected the house. The two huge men whose names were John and Tye set about redesigning the basement. I was told I would no longer be living in the spare room...

Everyday Humiliations By Brian Masters I can’t believe how nervous I am walking into my own living room. I’ve been busy carrying his belongings up the stairs to the bedroom I’ve shared with my wife for the past 8 years and now I must check in with the happy couple to see what else they need...

Part One Fluffy knelt on the floor in his bedroom sorting laundry. His wife and her lover didn’t use the clothes hamper any longer, they simply threw their worn and dirty clothing into Fluffy’s room with no care at all where they landed. Fluffy’s job each day was to collect the smelly laundry...

Slave to My Black Neighbor Part 12 By Brian Masters Oh and don’t be a piece of shit! This is my story, I wrote it, so don’t steal it! I’m talking to you Vijay Sen you miserable thief. This guy stole my story and is selling it on Amazon. Part 12 Find another sissy? Were they serious? They...

Slave to My Black Neighbor Part 11 By Brian Masters This is my story by the way. I wrote it. But a person calling themselves Vijay Sen stole it and posted it on Amazon. He’s making money from my story here: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B08FH8STGS/ref=pe_1098610_137717230_cm_rv_eml_rv0_dp Please...