Forgive Me Master Novels & Stories

The master is fifty-three now and the intimidating aura that comes with his presence hasn't waned one bit. That was the reason I submitted to him three years ago when he found me at the abandoned scrapyard fighting for my life against those rogues. Every other person addresses him as Alpha Maguire, but I call him my master. I call him my lord. The least I can ever call him is my boss. He earned every ounce of respect I have for him. “You boys will never stop this attitude of arguing unnecessarily,” the master say as he reaches the table. I rise from my seat, rushing over to his and pulling it out for him.

Red is its eyes and he stood as tall as any mountain. His loyalty to his master was incomparable. He was not only his master, but he was his savior and his family. He was the last of his kind. But his master was killed. Instinct took over. He knows what he has to do. Damn all humans. His master was killed because of them. Should he forgive them? No. They don’t deserve to live. Even after all these years, all humans do is pollute and destroy their water. Does that count as repentance? No!

"Forgive me, my graceful lord. I didn't tell you anything, because I didn't want you to get involved." "It was better for your faithful servant to bear the responsibility and punishment. I wasn't going to let you get involved, master. I love you so much that I will give up everything for your safety. However, I could not let go of this wish. He got hold of me in a way that I couldn't let it go, I'm sorry master, forgive me."

They answered a discordant "good afternoon" "I am sure that you are all wondering why you are here," she said to them, "It is because I need to make an apology to you and to do so I must first disclose my crime." She paused and drew a breath. Everyone wondered what on earth General Tane’s bride could have done to warrant an apology. "I have tricked you, I have made you love me, and in repayment for that love, I broke your hearts." Now they were thoroughly confused. "I left you and let you think me dead, then I returned to your lives and found the havoc I created and I am sorry, but before you judge me, let me explain in detail, from the beginning."

“Then again, I have no right to be mad. You don’t owe me anything.” “Don’t say that.” I stepped outside, closing the door softly behind me. “We’re friends. We owe each other honesty at least. I’m at fault for hiding it from you. How can I make it up to you?” “You want to make it up to me?” “I’ll do anything to earn your forgiveness, young master.”

“Lord, my flesh has sinned and I am here for penance. I raised the whip, my eyes still squeezed shutㅡ Maybe. Maybe if I didn't look or hesitate, then I would be saved. “Forgive me, Lord. Cleanse me of temptation.” I brought the whip down without a second thought. The lash cracked across my shoulder, sharp and biting like needles being stabbed into my skin. My body jolted forward from the sheer sting and my breath shattered in a gasp that didn't sound holy in any way. It sounded broken, needy.

“You came without permission.” “I’m sorry, Master. I couldn’t hold it in.” He stared at me, unblinking. Then, his lips curled into a small, cruel smile. “You’re lucky I’m in a good mood tonight,” he said. “I’ll forgive you this once.” Relief poured through my face. “Thank you, Master.” I said with a smile on my lips. Master stood up, towering over me. His cock now hung fully hard between his legs, thick and ready. My eyes immediately locked on it, and my mouth watered.

Chat "Forgive me for losing face?" "I'm not in a position to ask for forgiveness." Kito Yun smiled and spoke up. You're just a slave, so you don't have the right to have that great power, even though he didn't buy you, you still understand your lowly status. He not only saved your life, but also raised you to become a human being, but even if he couldn't complete the little things he entrusted you with, what should you ask for forgiveness? Even if he was beaten to death today, he would still accept it. Because you deserve it... "You are qualified."

“How are you?” Master touched my forehead. “Feeling like shit.” I shivered a bit as I covered my body with the heavy blanket master got for me. “No curse words, Star.” Master pinched my cheeks, “I would rather not hurt you, but you keep on provoking me to do that.” “It's not my fault!” “And whose fault is that, pet?” Master raised a brow at me. “No one.” “I sent for the human maid. She will be here before nightfall.”

“Young Master Clarke, don't be angry! It's all my fault and I’m in the wrong! Please be merciful and forgive me!” The manager said while pounding his chest and slamming his head on the floor. “Forgive you? Why should I forgive you? Who are you to bully my wife?” Philip said, his voice thunderous! Young Master Clarke’s wife… Was that not the young madam? Oh no! He was dead for sure! The manager looked up, his head covered in blood. He saw Philip’s angry expression and got a fright. He raised his arm and slapped himself fiercely on the face. “I was wrong! Young Master Clarke, I was blind and ignorant. I’m a piece of useless trash! Please forgive me!”