Master Daddy Mga Nobela at Kwento

She pulls out the papers from the file and hands them over to me. I take them and immediately begin to read. Page by page, it says here that Marcus has been in contact with a man named Grandmaster. This Grandmaster owns a chain of clubs, bars, and hotels across the world, but no one has seen his face, or they must have, but they don't know that he is the one called Grandmaster.

"Master... Please... Master... Stop..." I struggle to try to get my feet to grip the bed. The Master has never scared me like this before, even with his punishments and some of his punishments are scary but never he himself. The Master quickly leans forward, pushing my hands off of his chest and out of the way so he can grab my hips once more, pulling them more into him. I whimper again and start to sob, "Please, Master... No Stop... MASTER!... PLEASE STOP!..."

I opened and closed my mouth, unable to form the right words to say. “They had an affair. Mom and I wouldn’t have known until I caught them when I came home earlier than usual after an injury. They were in our matrimonial bed. She was moaning his name and calling him daddy while happily taking him inside her,” Blaze added in a tone so calm it almost sounded dangerous. “I was so furious I forgot about my injury and nearly killed my father. Back then, I didn’t have the same authority I have now. The cheating bastard was our pack alpha. He sent me to prison to punish me.”

"Master, we want to train our obedience." Laura suddenly held onto me while Camilla crawled under my crotch. "Tonight, we'll serve you well. You're our master. Percy, please let me do this. Otherwise, I will get punished," Tiffany begged before scrambling on all fours toward me. "No way! I have to go!" Right then, Laura let out a sharp cry. "It's not up to you now. Ms. Elledge, get him!" Before I could react, Laura and Camilla pulled my pants down, and Tiffany opened her mouth…

Either way, the feel of the cold air brought some sort of relief to my boiling veins. I checked my business messages, and everything was alright, just a little code to allow access for my secretary to push through an already finished website for the company owner. I was a little wary tonight. My mother had earlier called this evening to tell me of her dreams. She was into the stars and what they have to say, with a strong belief in astrology and tarot reading. This could be discomforting sometimes because I’d rather not know my future till it comes than discover and live in fear of it.

Having every last thing in the shelves, in the supermarkets, and in the stores holding the stamp of Masters Global… My campaign would be world domination on the market scale, becoming the sole provider of every household and formal need possible and thinkable… I would become a god of merchandise and the deity of commerce… Ares Masters, the man who revolutionised business! I sat in my office chair, my legs crossed and hands clasped together, relishing the thought in vigour and determined hunger to make it happen. I turned to face the wall to see the image of my father hanging on a wall facing me too. I stared in his eyes and I could see his them staring into mine all the way from the grave, t

Chris knelt respectfully before his master “Master..." “How shameful?” Master pulled his lips lopsidedly as he teased “My most powerful disciple crying like a baby…. Where will I put my old head?” “Not just your most powerful disciple, but also the father of two.” Hendrick came out from behind master and stood mocking. “Father of two???” Master raised his eyebrows in surprise before asking “Who is the mother?” “Come… come… rise… tell me all the gossip I missed.” Master pulled him to his feet as he put his hand around his shoulder and walked a few steps before frowning “Why is your vitality so reduced?”

Came the reply. Big Master. Fabiano scoffed internally. He was the Big Master now. With his father was alive, he was ‘Little Sir’ and now that his father was dead, he became ‘Big Master’. It wasn’t like he was sad that his father was dead. He was happy. His father was a piece of ass who deserved to die the minute he took his first breath but damn! Life’s cruel. His father lived. He lived and ruined others’ life before he finally died.

his voice now was different, call it commanding and authoritative and hence, she opened her eyes. “Your body, your soul, your pussy, your perky boobs and everything about you belongs to me and only me no one else not even a dildo and that is if I am not the one using it on you” he said as he slipped three fingers at once into her pussy causing her to let out a scream moan. She let out a nod as she realized he wanted a response with how he was looking at her, but that was not enough. A smack on her bum brought her back to reality. “Ouch, what was that for?” she asked a little angry and confused.

The car door opened, and he moved, bowing his head “Master” A man in his late fifties alighted from the car, Mama Sarah's eyelids twitched wildly, she realized young Master Kai's master wasn't an easy opponent. Younger Master Kai cupped his fists, “I am sorry, Master Ko, to trouble you concerning this kind of little matter” he said humbly. The man hummed, and he glared at Mama Sarah darkly. Mama Sarah frowned, “you are the master of the kid, right?” she asked in a low voice.