Kung Fu Panda Master Viper Novels & Stories

I ran and called for help. Suddenly a sharp pain hit me in the back, sending my entire body flying. It fell heavily to the ground again. My whole body felt like a broken bone, and the pain was so bad that I couldn't stand up. Turning my head, I saw the vampire. He is a blood bat. When he saw my horrified look, he stuck out his tongue and licked the blood from his paws. "There is no mistake, it is you, and your power will put our race at the top of the heap."

"You little bastard, I'll kill you if you dare touch my grandchild!" "Bastard, just touch my child and I'll make you regret it!" Both of them stared at the young master with murderous intent, but what could they do now? Their powers were sealed, and as Young Master Xi, he had something that could restrain them both. In fact, seeing the two of them become increasingly angry made the young master even more excited. He calmly touched the clothing around Xi Xier's chest and prepared to tear it apart.

"Why did I ever doubt you, Princess!? You always come through for us!" "Take it. Give the rest to the Pack." Viper didn't hesitate. He took a sip. The effect was instantaneous. Viper’s back arched, his mouth opening in a silent scream as his veins turned a glowing, electric blue. The dislocated bone in his shoulder snapped back into place with a pop. His fur seemed to sharpen, turning a deep charcoal that shimmered with static. He exploded upward. He sprinted across the arena, a streak of blue light. He slid the canister to Mako, who caught it mid-roll, taking a sip and passing it on.

"Mr. Bart, Peter Mahone—the former VP from your old company—says he has urgent business with you." I was surprised but agreed to meet him. Peter looked far older than I remembered. The arrogance that once defined him was gone, replaced by exhaustion and humility. "Rex, it's an honor to finally see you again," he said, handing me a business card. I glanced at it—his title read Independent Consultant. "And what brings you here, Peter?" I asked. He wrung his hands, voice low. "To be honest, I'd like to apply for a consultant position at your company. I've been in the industry for thirty years and have extensive connections…"

The man broke the awkwardness by inviting Jasmine to get to know him. "Are you Jasmine? Lorensius said that she is a VIP woman who can only serve men chosen by her." The ori asked in a slightly intimidating tone. "Let me introduce myself, my name is Mike Aidden. Many people are afraid of me and I'm not a good guy either. I live in a dark world and I am a very feared mafia," he explained, which made Jasmine pensive. "Why are you telling me this, you are not afraid that I will take advantage of you?"

The elder who had spoken about him getting a wife heaved a huge sigh of relief thanking his stars as the master seemed to be sparing him. He turned to the other elders and casted them a long angry look. "You all are sitting there not saying a word, what if the master had ordered my prosecution? I would not speak to the Master concerning getting a wife as I do not want to land myself in trouble. As you all know, my wife is pregnant and I have sons and animals under my care. I do not want to loose my life by Master Damien's sword." he rasped and stomped out of the room.

This is Ronan wanting this as much as he does. “C-Can I, m-master—” That made Cross grin evilly. He knows that Ronan just slipped out but he wants that now. “That’s right, call me Master Cross, Doc Ronan.” Ronan’s scent is getting more and more intense, almost as strong as what he had when his Heat came. That would mean a stronger effect on Cross. He wants to just slam his cock inside this man and fuck him the hardest but, of course, he wouldn’t. He laughs to himself because someone should really award him for having the strongest self-control even at this new scenario they are experiencing.

I would always remember what it felt like. 'That would feel like a feather's touch if you do not exchange places with me right away. I will fucking belt you if you take a second longer, Avalyn.' A tremble shot down my spine at Master's words and I shut my eyes to focus again. 'Forget Gonzalez. Forget everyone else. Focus on me. I'm your fucking Master. Not him. Me. Only me. You do as I say. You follow my command. Now, do as I fucking say. At once!' Another tremble shot down my spine at his words. I heard some noise and my eyes snapped open and that's when I realized that it had worked! My powers worked!

“One… two… three— fuck, Sir!” He spanked me until I was sobbing, ass glowing crimson, tears running down my face. Then he switched to the paddle — a thick wooden one with holes that made the sting sharper and louder. He paddled me in sets of ten, pausing only to spread my burning cheeks and spit directly on my hole before continuing. By the time he stopped, my ass felt like it was on fire. I was shaking, drooling, begging incoherently. Master walked around to my face, unzipped, and fed me his cock. It was fully hard now — ten thick inches, veined, and heavy. He fucked my throat without mercy, balls slapping my chin, spit and precum dripping down my neck while he praised me.