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“Please pick up the folders, Ms. Escobar.” I bent down. My hands trembled as I picked up the folders and put them on his table. There was a long silence between us. Lifting my face to look at him, I saw him watching me intensely like I was some movie that piqued his curiosity. “You’re too young. Did you enjoy being my father’s mistress?” he asked with a blatant tone. I felt dismayed at his accusation. He was no different from the people in this school. “You ruined my family.”

I'll somehow find another house for Mamma and Dylan. I know you don't have girlfriends. It's rather mistresses. I wanted be atleast a girlfriend to you but I know it's difficult for you. A mistress.. that's all I am and I was to you. And I think I have finally understood and accepted that. But I can't continue to do that. I'm not capable. I only wanted love in return which you are not capable of. But instead you buy me clothes and accessories and every luxury in the world only cause I sleep with you. I felt cheap. But I know it was not your intention to make me feel so. You're like that with every women and I'm no different. Actually I'm worse, I don't look like your model like girls. I'm pa

I asked firmly but deep inside I’m trembling in fear. “I don’t want to go around the bush Celeztine, I’ve been a very straight person. I want you to be my mistress.” He pointed out. “A M-Mistress?” “Are you kidding me S-sir? Who would agree on that? Who wants to be a mistress anyway?” I asked unbelievably. Is this happening? “No one wants to be a mistress but sometimes you have to analyze first before you reject the offer. Who knows this is your chance to save your father?” He uttered.

“What? No, stupid girl. Austin Aves has put forth a deal and I mean to accept it. The only issue is you.” Me? How can I be an issue here? I don’t even know what is going on. “What does he want?” I ask, curiosity starting to take root. “You. For a minimum of a year.” “Wait what!?” I almost shriek. “What, as some sort of servant?” “You could say that.” My father responds, an ugly sneer coating his face. An uneasy feeling takes over me at this point. “He wants you to be his live-in mistress. Finally something you might even be good at.” my father leers.

"Well, do you think they will not unveil the truth behind it? We cannot just summon a mistress out of the blue" Mia grins, with a touch of mischievous in her look. "That's where you come, Ethan. You will be the one to find the mistress, a mysterious stranger; the one who has been at the back of your mind, sweeping you off your feet. We'll plant a few hints and leave little clues, so let their imaginations do the rest." Ethan's face changed, a combination of surprise and uncertainty shining in his eyes. "Mia, I do not understand. How can one find a secretive mistress by just turning around?"

There must be someone deliberately spreading slander about her. 'Whoever's behind all this, I won't let them off the hook,' Kent growled. "Someone came to me and asked me to be his mistress when you got tired of me. Did you know that? When I set the record straight and told him that I'm not a woman who works to satisfy the desires of men, he didn't hesitate to bang my ship against the wall." The girl seemed to lean her head on her bent legs. Reluctant to look at the man who had been creating a warm throbbing sensation whenever the two were close.

Gosh, he's really a brute,who does he think he is? I thought as I paced to and fro in my room. Just then,the door opened revealing his wife Pamela, daughter of the senator. "Hi" she said, looking round the bedroom sarcastically. "Hi" I voiced out....with a croaked voice. I didn't know what she wanted or if she knew I was her husband's mistress. Gosh when did my life become a soap opera. "So you're what,a worker,call girl?" She asked looking into my eyes as.....anger flashed through it.

“don’t worry about it Sarah and I want you to stay, it’s not easy to find a nanny who takes care of the family like you do, besides I need you to take baby John to the hospital tomorrow, “ she said with sarcasm but at the same time like she really meant it. “You don’t have to accommodate me, I will leave” “No, don’t. We don’t want to raise suspicions to the public, we know just how much they love juicy stories, and besides its good for the wife to know her husband’s mistress, you know to be sure they are safe from any wild sickness, we are healthy Sarah aren’t we?” “Yes, ma’am” “And faithful to our husband?” “Yes, ma’am” “Good, I have something to ask of you and this is not a request,” Prisc

JULIA After supper and listlessly watching TV for a couple hours, I went to bed with my laptop and searched for Mistress Dark on the web. She had a professionally designed web page showing what services she offered. A lot of them were directed towards offering her services to subs without dominants, but she also offered training, and sold products for the well equipped slave owners home. Her website showed photos of many of the furniture products in use, with only the genitals or breasts of the model blacked out. As I looked at some of them, I felt myself get wet again, imagining myself displayed and used like this, uncompromisingly serving a demanding owner. I needed to cum again. I took of

“Yes. My mother said that you’ll help me find someone suitable as my mistress.” Adrienne assumed that she would be free of Pedro once she’ll quit the job. Yes, she accepted the blank check but she already realized that she didn’t have the guts to do it. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she answered but after he announced the mistress thing, she wanted to snap the breath out of him. “I want you to do it discreetly,” he ordered Adrienne to find a woman who was willing to live with him in the apartment. “Okay, but you must tell me the terms. Will there be sexual intercourse?”