Italian Mistress Novels & Stories

he said, sternly. My smile disappeared. I looked at him with great contempt. "What's that, please?" I didn't like the suspense. I just wish he could notice and talk quicker. I pray it won't be too bad. He grinned from ear to ear and then looked intently at me. "You'll be my mistress." He dropped the bombshell. 'Well, not too bad,' I thought. After all, I knew how to do all a mistress does. I could wash, I could clean, I could… But then, does he really need a mistress?

"Mistress?" I cursed as Brunella entered the room, ruining my little chance to observe the body before me. Gia immediately spun around and gasped when her eyes landed on me. She covered her tits with her hands as if her pussy lips weren't threatening to escape from the tiny thong. I felt my cock harden at the sight of her. "Oh you found her," Brunella smiled as she turned to me. She turned to Gia. "I was just coming to tell you that the Master was looking for you."

Instead, a slow smile spreads across his face, and he signals to his guards to bring me to him. 'Signore e signori, vorrei presentarvi la mia ultima acquisizione, la Principessa Russa, Tavisha Khusnova. Una giovane donna che, evidentemente, non comprende le usanze della nostra mafia italiana. Una cosa a cui sto per porre rimedio immediatamente.' [Ladies and Gentlemen, I would like to introduce you to my latest acquisition, the Russian Principessa, Tavisha Khusnova. A young lady who clearly does not understand the ways of our Italian Mafia. Something I am about to rectify immediately.]

Chapter One hundred and Thirty seven Desiree Vittoria Allison bells the one and only escort in the whole of chicago, she isn't a public service nope she was made for the elite as she will always say, she goes for the old money, they that are free to lavish their whole eternity on her, she's ruthless and pretty much shameless and I mean what would you expect from her and fun fact she is very intelligent too, speaks over 18 languages, graduated from Oxford and she is the daughter of well known mafia Bell De Valeria. And her mom….no one really knows her mom, her mom seems to to go by the name Shadow “You look even more pretty than the last time, not even when you are preggo like this!” Vittoria

I begged him to give me a chance and he told me that the only way he could give me a chance was if I could last a session with a mistress. I did the research and even then I was not prepared for what was in store. He took me to this beautiful house and introduced me to his lady friend, her name was Mistress p, at the time I didn't know what the P stood for. He told me that he was going to leave me with her and that he would pick me up the following day. Mistress P was a goddess of seduction, from the moment I laid eyes on her, I was already hypnotized.

Within a few hours of accepting the Italian general's surrender, he'd had his mistress in his bed. She was well known actress in Italy and was now a well known whore. Carla had accepted being bedded by him as she needed a protector. Unfortunately for her, Bradstreet was not interested in a long term relationship. He fucked her for a couple of weeks, then passed her on to his officers. Carla had no say in the matter and was very pissed off and protested but had no choice but to service the officers. She had everyone on heat and took a battering.

I realized then that if I didn't clarify things today, I would forever be branded a mistress. "You say Harlan is your dad; is your mom named Doris Dewey?" Jennifer laughed arrogantly. "So, you're finally admitting to being the mistress?" "Let's call them both over and settle this once and for all. Then we'll know who the mistress is and who the disgraceful illegitimate daughter is!"

That day changed her from the sweet and lovable girl she was to the girl am living with Well everybody deserted her but not me She's more than my boss she's my daughter And I'll do everything within my power to keep her safe and maybe help her find love But the only thing bothering is why would my mistress buy a male slave? We have so many maids in the mansion so what's the need to buy a male slave? It's kinda weird ! I exhaled deeply and covered my self with the duvet and drafted off to sleep Next morning..... I walked downstairs to prepare breakfast for my mistress,miss Tina and apparently the new slave

It sounded Spanish or Italian. Between the two of them, she was more likely to know a person of Italian or Spanish descent. There was also a possibility that Orlando was a criminal seeing as he was affiliated with Dom. That had her thinking about the cases she'd handled. Thalia took a notebook and wrote down everything she could remember. She sifted through the closed and ongoing cases. She got to the Parisi case and in the middle of remembering the witnesses, everything rushed back. All her memories returned. Including the last moments of her life.

“a beautiful woman like you, shouldn’t be sitting alone looking lost in a place like this” She’d heard that line before, she swallowed the last of her drink. “let me get you another one”, he signaled the waiter and a got a bottle, he opened the bottle and poured her a drink in the gentle manly way. “here”. “so tell me, Amore mio, what is your name”, he said. Oh god, another Italian, what was it with her and Italian men for goodness sake “only if you tell me yours”, dear lord was she flirting, she never thought she still had it in her but screw it, Domingo was having fun with a bimbo, she might as well have fun and sharpen her skills, who knows may be she stills got it.