Inquisitormaster Oc Novels & Stories

Mae got her craziness from her grandma. “Grandma’s foreigner is here?” she asked, seeing Mae holding a black bag, half-zipped, maybe already packed for the resort. Mae shrugged. “Grandma’s talking about another foreigner.” “Huh? She has another one? Wow, that’s wild!” Mae laughed. “He’s not a foreigner. It’s Mang Kardo, the fisherman we bought fish from yesterday.” “The grandpa of Jannah?” she asked, thinking of the little girl she met last night.

Seeing that Caspian was not interested to be an inscriber anymore, Fabian felt relieved. When they reached downstairs, Caspian appeared indifferent as he asked, "Speaking on inscriber… Since they invested so much in their research, I bet the incomes they earn after would be astonishing too." Knowing that Caspian could not go down the inscriber’s path, Fabian did not think much and directly nodded. "Of course! The more famous the inscriber master is, the higher his commission for one inscription is. Moreover, no matter how much profit he's earning, it'll still be considered little. However, one must be an inscriber master for that to happen. If it's impossible, being an apprentice will suffic

Master hates when submissive isn't properly dressed up and washed. Rule No.5: Don't talk to any male no matter who they are till Master asked submissive to do so. Except for Mr Valentino Master's father. P.S: IF SUBMISSIVE BROKE ANY RULE EITHER INTENTIONAL OR WITH MISTAKE. PUNISHMENT IS COMPULSORY. With that, the first page ended up. I gulped before placing the rest papers in the drawer. I think it's enough for now I have to digest all these rules first before learning others.

Sebestian was breathing hard above him as he slammed in and out over and over again. "aah!! Sebestian, please mark me! I'm ready!" Adom whined as he pulled Sebestian on top of him and scratched his back. He could feel his orgasm nearing, and his channel tightened around Sebestian's hard cock. Sebestian quickened his thrust as he became aware of the knot developing at the base of his thick cock. He was so close, so close, but he wanted to savor the moaning mess beneath him. Adom had his eyes closed, and tears coated his flushed red cheeks. His blush covered his ears and chest adorably, and it got Sebestian's alpha even crazier, seeing his omega enjoying what he did to him.

He tried once with me and let's just say he tries less. "What is it Aspin?" Our training room a large building with lots of wooden dummies, practice sticks, old and worn rubber mats, and broken shields. Most of the windows where still intact, but the few unfortunate ones had wooden panels over them. Or some where just so dirty it hardly let light in. "You have been here longer than the rest of us. Have you seen the Master's face?" His green eyes went wide. I rolled my eyes and stood to my feet, knowing I was no longer going to be able to meditate.

"What?" An aggressive knock answered Jamie's question before his friend could say anything. He jumped to his feet and opened the door ajar, peeping through. "Good evening Master Alfred", Jamie smiled as he greeted the short robust man standing close to his door post with a frown on his face. Master Alfred was one of the tutors in the institution whose ability was to change his physical disposition into that of an animal or insect. He was a short, robust man with a bulging stomach and had a spectacle sitting on his nose.

"Item 662." The presenter called out, and I took another deep breath, passed through the curtain, walked another five steps down a black corridor with almost no light, and arrived at a stage that was the only thing really lit. It was a circular light that didn't get hot, but I know that this was also to protect me, because it was a magical light, so no one could simply break in and try to take the person or item that was being auctioned. "A 22-year-old Omega virgin. Passed the medical examination and attested by five of them, including our specialist in reconstructive magic. Magic-free and a natural virgin."

Alexander tells him to watch my son, and Scott looks pleased at the level of trust he’s being shown. I smile, but my lips turn down as we leave my house and head for the trial’s grim business ahead. I’ve never actually met an Inquisitor before. They train at the Citadel; I know that much. They study the occult and are often used to debunk reports of supernatural events. They also study magic but do not practice it, and they specialize in discerning when and where magic has been used and to what purpose.

"I understand, Master. I'll be at home waiting for you." With that, she left the room. "Wow, Percy, I didn't know you were so skilled at training people," Franklin said, clearly impressed. I waved it off modestly. "Oh, I just have experience with handling animals. It's not much, but it's something I know well. Compared to teaching, I'm sure it's nothing." "No, no, no, we all have our specialties. Actually, I was hoping you could teach me a few things. Would you be willing to come over to my place sometime?"