Inquisitormaster Fan Art Novels & Stories

"I hope it's okay with everyone." "What is it?" Master asked. "I've wanted to watch Regina lick cunt for a long time. Those little two minute bits done under the table didn't really satisfy my craving. I want her to spend fifteen minutes making a slave girl cum. I want to see how many times a slave can cum under her tongue." "Which slave?" Master asked. "We've several of them here."

Why is it that if we need the help of my old master, then he is hard to find! “Brylle !!! I will come in !!! ” Yana shouted at the other wall. “Ah… sige Vander. Just keep looking for him. ” “Yes Master !!! I know you always want Yana to come in with you! ” "What did you say?" “Ehehehehe !!! None! Come in Master! ” = = = = = It looks like my assistant is happy again. After all, his problem with his relatives, who are not really his blood relatives, was completely fixed, I often saw him smiling. Add to that the fact that he is always excited to enter!

The boy looked so much like her Master, Ice Pick. Oh what a dream! Suddenly, a bright light shone on her face, making her jumping out of the bed fearfully. "Seriously? You don't want to stop, do you, Ice Pick?!" She grunted with a frown as she sat on the bed and hissed loudly. "Woah!" A familiar feminine voice exclaimed, "if this is how slaves are being treated, then passing as a trainer won't be a problem for me." That voice...Sophia's eyes went wide open, "Annie is here!" Her subconscious mind screamed, and she turned to see Alice and Annie staring at her.

My stomach tightened into a knot. "What do you mean Aria? What do you mean by who you truly are?" Master walked to the bed now and sat beside me. The mattress bowed underneath his weight. I raised my head and eyed him warily as I shifted uncomfortable under his hidden gaze. His face may be hidden, but that didn't hide the fact that he was staring at me intensely. His eyes boring into my face. If they didn't know about what I was talking about, there was no way that they would be working for Drakos. At least not as his close minions. Maybe they could provide me some answers as well. They may be useful yet.

"I'm so sorry Master, I didn't mean to peek. I was just trying to get fresh air and then I saw that man kneeling down and then..." "Shut up." He glared, cocking his gun and pointing it at her head. "I hate when people peek or eavesdrop on things. Things they're not supposed to hear. How many lives do you have Bambi?" He asked. "None. I thought I had a life but right now seeing the situation I'm in Master. I don't have a life." She mumbled and he nodded, bringing the gun down. She was his after all and sooner or later he'd make sure she would become as docile as they all come to be after he was done with them.

The movement surprised the disguised young master quite a bit. “So what if I’m facing the young master directly?” She put her hands on her hips. While still glancing around, checking if there were other people around them and luckily it was only the two of them there. “Young Master Dawson doesn’t like women, as long as I don’t do anything that makes him even glance at me, I think everything will be fine. Besides, I’m here to work, not to attract the attention of the young master and see scary things.” She said firmly and lifted her chin slightly to look confident.

I wish I had someone like that so I wasn't bound to the chain anymore so I can be happy right? The master....I feel happy and content around him,I don't know why he's ignoring me bothers me,it made me upset and I didn't like it one bit why is this happening to me. I want to be around him more ,I know I am playing with fire. I just hope I don't get burned. Chris's POV

I held my back rigid even as my bones creaked under the weight of their force, refusing to give them the satisfaction of seeing me kneel. So this was the family I had expected warmth from after sacrificing everything? Tiziana's smile turned wicked. She picked up a sharp letter opener and ran the cold tip along my cheekbone. "You really are the wild type Don Ariani likes. You've certainly got that wild streak—and a stubbornness to match." She continued in a voice brimming with malice, "Your face is a bit common, isn't it? I think I'll help Don Ariani out and give it a makeover to make you truly unforgettable."

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Anwen explained. "Why don't you see and decide for yourself whether it gives you a reaction or not?" Trish said in a half annoyed tone. "I can't. I'm a girl and I'm still not old enough to see things like this." Anwen chuckled and Trish gave her a weird look. She said she wasn't old enough to see such a thing, but she ordered those kinds of paintings. Huh. That was absurd! "Judging from Master's expression earlier, it looks like this drawing worked. Right, My Lord?"