My Master Is A Fictional Character のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

My hands involuntarily touched the collar, I tugged on it... But that only brought pains to my neck, cause I can't take it off. I felt so frustrated, so frustrated with the way my life is going. With the turn of event in my life. Weeks back, I brought pain to people life.. people in my story and now,I feel the pain. A lot of people never really understood the reason why I wrote tragic story. I had a really painful childhood and a painful teenage life, the only way I could forget my past was actually hurting other people.  My physiologist had advice I tried putting all my fury into the books I write, if she had known a character from my book would one day control me and ask that I call him master, I'm pretty sure she would never had asked that I write such genre of book. I stood in the middle of the room, a little bit confuse. I was wondering if I should

I walked back to the sitting room, having a pit of anxiousness in my stomach. I stood before Ethan nervously, my fingers squeezed together."Slave, go over to that table and sit on it." He instructs, i nod my head... walked over to the table and sat down on it."I want you to spread your legs wide for me." I gulped nervously, and did as Ethan said. I spread my legs wide, revealing my shinning pussy to him."Now, I need you to touch yourself slave and I am going to watch you do that." He grinned relaxing back into the couch.I froze in spot at what he said, he wants me to touch myself? He wants me to masturbate while he watch. Nope, this is the very last thing I would do."I'm waiting slave." He whistled in a sing song manner.I close my legs openly rebelling to him. I will not masturbate and allow him to watch me do that."You wouldn't want to get punished for disobeying your master, would you? Slave." I folded my hands b

I stirred the egg in the frying pan, happy as fuck! My master compliment ringing in my head continuously. I'm glad he likes it, I can't stop blushing.I placed the scrambled eggs on a flat plate, arranged five slice of bread next to it, a cup of tea... And carried it to the dinning table."Master, your food is ready." I announced, bringing out his chair. He loves sitting down at the head chair, on the dinning table."Is that so slave?." He asked rising up from the couch, he walked over to the dinning table and sat on his chair.He ate the food quietly, while I knelt down beside him. This time I didn't stare at the ground, I was looking at him.. I was fascinated by the way he eats, the way his mouth and teeth move. I shake my head in shock, why am I worshipping the way he eats and the way his mouth moves. I think... I think... I'm begining to unconsciously liking the fact that I am a slave, to Ethan.My eyes widen in realization, knowin

"Brenda! What are you doing here." I asked in shock getting up on my feet.   "On all fours, slave!" Ethan growled, I turned to stare at him in shock. Did he just say that in front of my sister... "This is my sister." I whispered to him pleadingly.   "I can see the resemblance slave. Now if you don't want me dragging you into the house, give you a good whipping on your ass cheeks.. then you had better get back on all fours, slave!" He said sternly, his eyes on my sister.   Oh my God, this is not happening to me right now. I looked at my sister, then returned my gaze back to Ethan. I gulped nervously, and went back to my original position, on all fours.   "Wow sis, I didn't know you were into such a thing." Janice states. What me? Into such a thing? I'm not, this was all forced on me Brenda!   "I'm Ethan smith." Ethan said casually, stretching forth his hand for a handshake, while

Ethan Smith   I watched her sleep peacefully, she would turn once in a while, make a little bit of noise then go back to sleep.   I came here to get revenge on her but am afraid is becoming more than that.   My mind went over the happenings of today, and i chuckled. Janice sister, is like the total opposite of her.    Unlike Janice, Brenda has a very socializing personality. Still unlike Janice, she has a mouth that could equally be called a tap.   Because of Janice jealousy, she failed to see that the little bit of flirt here and there was nothing but a cruise between I and her sister.   "Hey Ethan, ever since Janice and I were kids, I have never been able to annoy her. You know, get her to hate me. Just siblings hate, so.. I finally found a way to do so. Please, just help me annoy my sister in a little way." Brenda had pleaded, pouting.  &