Call Me Master Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

He called, so my eyes widened because it was the first time he called me by my name and I couldn’t understand why I was happy hearing that. “Sit here,” Master tapped the side of the bed. I anxiously obliged his request before sitting on his side. “M-Master, thank you for saving me,” I immediately told him while biting my lower lip, but he didn’t say anything. “Next time, you should be careful,” Master coldly told me, so I thought that he was not happy with what had happened, “You should’ve told me or anyone that you don’t know how to swim so that this wouldn’t have to happen,”

The Cult Master's mood was still murderous—would he kill her and Ambrose, too? However, what happened next stunned Monica. "Master? What master?" The Grandmaster Heaven Cult Master grabbed his head as if he were in pain. His gaze kept fluctuating; he looked a little crazy. Then, he wheeled around and grabbed hold of Monica's wrist. He said with reddened eyes, "Who am I? Why did you call me Master? You know who I am, right?" When he said that, his eyes sparkled, but his head was in excruciating pain. He started to mutter, "Yes, I have to rebuild the Grandmaster Heaven Cult. I have to search for Mistress... Mistress…"

I had no urge to repeat an experience like that ever again. "I'm sorry I didn't call you Master, Master. Please, tell me where I am. Why are you calling me Adele? Why am I here? I'm sorry, Master." I stumbled all over my words and looked at the floor. Tears started to fill my eyes, again. I was too weak; I should fight them. The entire experience was humiliating. "We have named you Adele that is why I am calling you that. You are on the planet Pateria. You are our sex slave."

Why would the master send for me this hot afternoon? I got to the entrance and breathed deeply before entering the Alpha’s chambers. “Master? You sent for me?” I asked, trying hard not to make my voice tremble. He was standing in front of the window, and I wondered what his expression would be. “Strip!” His croaky voice slapped me hard on the face, and I quickly swallowed an invisible lump. I didn’t need him to repeat himself. I’m his slave, and I must make myself available to him at any time. Likewise, I quickly took off my clothes and then my underthings. Then, I went on my fours on the bed.

{Faith} I grip the seatbelt strap like my life depends on it. “Aren’t you going to drive us home?” “Not yet. Your master has to make sure you are not ashamed of him anymore.” What! Only at this moment does his previous statement ring a bell. He didn't just say come here…He said COME TO DADDY. Now he’s calling himself my master and pulling me to the… “No! We can't do that here.” He yanks the seatbelt over my head. “Why not?”

“As I state these rules, your response should be ‘I understand.’ Do you understand?” My throat tightened, “I—I understand,” I repeated, the words tasting bitter in my mouth. “Good. Rule number one: You will only refer to me as ‘Master.’ Do you understand?” His words were sharp and unyielding. “Y-yes, I understand,” I replied, my voice barely a whisper. With every syllable, I felt the chains of my own submission tighten, even as my mind raced with questions about the price of this obedience. “Rule number two: You shall not engage in any prolonged conversation with any of my men. Do you understand?”

First I lost my parents and I became an assassin for Master and now, my life is on the line. The thought of it makes me scoff as I rake my hand through my hair. Master turns to me with a furrow on his brow, he must be wondering what is making me scoff. “What?” I shrug, “you can hear my thoughts” “Come here” he tells in a dominating voice and I immediately stand up and walk up to him. His forehead is creased into a slight frown. He continues to look at me without saying anything which makes me a bit uncomfortable and I can feel the colour rush on my face.

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My instincts tell me to step back, or to run away, but where am I even supposed to go from here? He stops in front of me. Fear engulfs my figure right away and my eyes move down to the neatly polished white tiled floor. “ Choose a master. ” He demands, repeating the same question from earlier. I am sure he heard me, but I have a hunch that he won’t let me go so easily. He is going to treat me as a human now. “ Choose a master. ” He repeats what he said. His tone is scary - grim this time. I jump in my spot. Sweat coats my body, washing off the blood which had dried up on me.

It’s almost too much to handle, and I can feel my body tensing, ready to explode. Finally, Master pulls back, stepping back to admire his handiwork. I’m panting heavily, my chest heaving as I try to catch my breath. He studies me for a moment, his expression unreadable. “Are you ready to beg for release, Pet?” he asks, his voice low and threatening. I hesitate for a moment, remembering the rule. But then, I feel it building inside me, an uncontrollable need to be set free. “Please, Master,” I manage to whisper, my voice shaking with desire. “Please let me come.”