Master Daddy Novels & Stories

“You can call me grandpa just like Carter does.” ‘Grandpa? ‘So, this is Carter's grandpa?’ Madeline guessed inwardly but speculated that it was indeed possible. This way, Carter and Jim would have the right to fight for the throne. Madeline thought silently but did not greet him as grandpa. She just stood there and did not speak further. Old Master Gray’s identity was extraordinary, but his gestures showed that he was a very amiable person. “Girls from wealthy families are indeed extraordinary,” the Old Master praised and then slowly stood up. He looked at Carter again and added, “Carter has such good taste.”

A teenage guy screams, slapping dirty blonde on the back. I gulped heavily reaching for his dick.... "What the fuck are you doing slave!!" I jumped in fright at the voice of my master, I looked behind and oh no... he isn't happy. He is one angry beast right now.

If they dared to talk against him, they might be destroyed entirely by Third Master Yates without even thinking of their relationship as a family. Third Master Yates was trembling in anger at this moment. His chest was about to explode. What kind of man was Third Master Yates? His power and wealth were unparalleled when he was still young, having countless disciples under his wing when he retired. People were worshipping him when he walked around Chinatown in Texas. He was titled the godfather of politics in Texas, America. But the man that beat up Third Master Yates’ son, Harvey York, actually slipped between his fingers along with his captives?!

Lucas slowly said to the young man in front of him, "What? Do you think I'm joking?" The young man couldn't help but take a few steps back in case he angered Lucas. ... Suddenly, a Gene Fighters shouted, "Master is here!" All the young disciples present looked over in unison. A middle-aged man walked over with vigorous steps. The middle-aged man was extremely tall, and his every move was very domineering. ... The middle-aged man looked at Lucas and said, "I'm Master." Master was a Rank 1 Ultimate Emperor Ranked Realm Gene Fighters. Although Lucas was only a Rank 1 Ultimate Emperor Ranked Realm Gene Fighters, he was still far behind a Lucas.

Master said. "Yes, Master." His hand came down. Smack. I felt the warmth start under his hand and slowly spread. I counted. Smack, another on the other side. Smack; evenly paced warmth spreading out from the points of contact, approaching my already heated cunt. Smack, smack, smack, counting each time, my bottom glowing, becoming redder with each swat of my Master's hand. Smack, ensuring his slave remained the obedient slut he wanted. Smack, smack, smack. I'm still counting, mindless. The actual number irrelevant; I'd keep counting as long as he kept swatting. I felt the tension rising, the wave starting to roll in, to crest.

My late father must have been bellowing in his grave. "..he couldn't do anything about it. That's how it is.. if the Master wants you there is no way of going about it." "Do you still see him..?" "Who?" She questioned. "Master Gallagher the 1st.." "Occasionally.." "Do you like it?" I questioned and this made her laugh. "Stop with the stupid questions dear." I felt guilty. "You said Master William was here yesterday?" I changed the subject. "Yes, apparently rumor has it. He wants to permanently buy you off from his father."

". Before I could shout again, my mama hit my hand and covered my mouth. And that's when I saw him -my papa, in the ruthless hold of Master Hammond. Master Hammond stood tall amidst the crowd , his arm clasped around my papa's shoulder. He whispered into his ear before climbing the stairs into the nearest hall. I kept my eyes on my papa as he stood waiting for Master at the lawn, until a tall man that looked like Papa came forward. "Young man, you cannot stay here. Leave.", he sneered at Papa who in turn cocked his head, his arms akimbo. "And who are you to order me to leave?", "I am Madame Sumaya's slave. Leave." Papa stared the man down and then he said. "I am Master Hammond's slave. I re

She regretted the bet she made that resulted in the girl getting hurt at Eryk's hands. Eryk Orlov: Stop, guys! I found her injured; stop saying nonsense! Arvie and Max simultaneously breathed a sigh of relief. Emilio Max: You're a lucky guy, Eryk! In his current spot, Max was sitting and rubbing his face roughly. He had to give up some money for Eryk, the man who was already the CEO of his father's company. Max was sure that Eryk didn't actually need tens of thousands of dollars. It would be more useful if the money were donated to someone more in need.

Xavier knocked gently on the door and said in a calm voice, "Nick, son, open the door. Daddy is here. Open the door and tell me what happened. Daddy will fix whatever the problem is. Daddy, promise, please open the door." Xavier called several times, and there was no answer from inside. Then he put his ear to the door and tried to listen to the sounds inside. Shortly after putting his ear to the door, Xavier's forehead wrinkled. He looked at the butler, clenched his fists, and said, "How long has he been locked in there?" "Nearly an hour, Sir," The Butler uttered, looking down. "Where is the master key? Bring it here immediately." Xaiver ordered immediately. He was getting a bad feeling.

He started moving immediately, in deep, powerful thrusts that rocked my entire body forward with every snap of his hips. “Ahh… fuck… yes… harder, Daddy… fuck me harder, fuck me...like your little slut.” His hand fisted in my hair, pulling my head back as he pounded into me. The sound of skin slapping skin mixed with my broken moans and his low, guttural groans. “So fucking tight,” he growled, his hips moving faster. “This pussy is mine. Say it.” “It’s yours… ahh… my Master’s pussy… only yours… fuck me, Daddy… ruin me…”