I Am Your Master Novels & Stories

" I plead. "Mmh! I thought I would teach you how to talk to your master, but I guess you understood my gestures well. However, I still think you need some rest. I am not usually this nice to people, so I would suggest you grab this chance and not get... on...my...ass!" He says. Master!? Master of what? "Please, Master?" I plead, and yuck! Master my foot! It sounds so... pathetic? Yeah, and disgusting! "Please! Just anything. Even just one. It will make me at least get some sleep."

I smacked my thighs and pelvis on the marks I made. She was making rough noises deep in her throat. "Shut the fuck up," I yelled at her, because I could. She quieted down. "Whose fucking ass is this?" I wanted to know. "Yours, Master!" I was breathing hard. "Who's going to fill this ass with cum?" "You, Master. Only you." "If you ever fucking disobey me like that again, I will share you with another man and force you to watch me fuck another woman. Do you understand me? You are my possession. You do nothing unless I say so."

“ Stop biting your lips, or I’ll bite you. “ His words was like flash flood in Anna’s head. She knew that he was talking about it literally, but her mind gave a different definition of the word ‘bite’. But she didn’t want to feel the pain anymore. The smell of blood was also disgusting. So she followed him without a word. “ One more thing… “ She automatically straightened her back when he gazed at her once more with his alluring eyes. Different from his crimson red color and stand. “ I am your master, I am your heart. The rest has nothing to do with you. The moment I saw you, was also the time when your name was written in my possession. “

"I don't know, Master. Perhaps. However, it seems to me most of our problems in so called communication exist because you don't believe I'm irrevocably yours. If you believe that, I'm not sure we have a communication problem. I will never, ever, from this moment until the day I die, belong to anyone other than you. You are my true and natural Master, my husband, the father of my child, my lover, and the only person I desire to spend my nights in bed with other than those you choose to give me to. That will never change; it's as indelible as if engraved in stone. If you truly believe it, nothing else matters. If I spend a few extra minutes with someone you give me to; or I cum when someone el

When we got to the room, all I wanted to do was lay down. 'You will obey me when I tell you something. You are my pet; I am your master. Do you understand me? ' I did not want to speak. I did not want to hear his words; to accept my fate. Sebastian was right. I was to be enslaved. "Yes Kilian, I understand..."

The crack on top of the fresh marks makes me scream louder. “This is your life now, Nadia. No more hiding in your bed rubbing your pathetic little clit through the wall. You come here, put on your collar, and let Master use every hole however I want. Understand?” “Yes, Master!” I sob, pleasure overwhelming me. “Fuck me harder, please—”

I bit my lip to keep quiet. She leaned down. Hot breath against my core. “This is mine now,” she said. Voice low. Possessive. “No one else touches it. No one else tastes it. You come to me when you’re aching. You beg me when you need to come. Understand?” I nodded frantically. “Say it.” “Y-yours,” I whispered. Voice shaking. “Only yours… Master.” The word slipped out before I could stop it. Her eyes flared. Dark. Triumphant.

“You are going to be brutalized.” “Yes Master.” “There’s going to be another level of abuse and dehumanization that by the time I’m done, you will know who you belong to.” “Yes Master.” “I own you and I'll do with you as I please.” “Yes… yes, Master.” I lowered my stance until I was looking her eye to eye. “I’m going to fuck you, and maybe kill you.” “Master.” “Master?” I frowned. “It's, yes, master. You signed away your life the moment you became mine.”

"Then tell me, right now, what are you?" I looked up at my master from the floor, completely abandoning the final, shattered piece of my old identity. "Your dog, Master."

Imogen snorted that sent a chill deep down her spine, while he halted and corrected her at certain points, "( Master... )" He again added as her bewildered expression said she couldn't comprehend what he had meant by this,"( You should say MASTER. It's not Mcmaster mansion where you can pretend and deceive everyone whenever you want. It's my property. And I'm the only master here. So never cease to address me, MASTER) " Imogen intentionally emphasized the word 'MASTER' and 'MY PROPERTY' just to irritate Mrs. Mcmaster and to let her grasp that within a period of time everything will be HIS.