Master In Time Novels & Stories

"Uhm, why are you here though?" "Ah, yes. I am here to prepare you for your event." "Uhm, now?" I said and looked at the time on the wall clock in the room. It was just some minutes past eight. "This is just some minutes past eight. The programme is set for eleven, so why the rush?" "Young master said he does not like tardiness and that I had to get you ready on time. He said if you do not get ready on time, he will fire me."

Zhang Wei came out to hear his master. "Master actually we are here for........" "Here for what? I knew that you two are unkind but never expected this from you two. Get lost from my eyes." Master became mad at them. He was disappointed at them. They left from that place. "Why did you do this Chenguang?" "I am so sorry Zhang Wei. I couldn't control myself." "What will I do with your sorry? Listen I have a plan. Today we will steal the book from master's room"

the Southern Sect Master thought to himself. Then he suddenly stood up from his seat and shouted at the top of his voice, "Heavens, just wait for me, you'll see who your true master is. I'll start making the world my servant soon, ha ha ha ha ha ha ha " He started laughing a lot and ecstasy took him as he thought of world domination like an old man who didn't know the destiny of heaven yet Time is everything that matters to anyone

Regina trembled. "She's right, you know," Master said, standing at the door. "It is like not appreciating my gift." Regina scrambled to cover herself with something, but we were all sitting on the bed and there was nothing to be had immediately at hand. Finally, Lisa and I sat in front of her, while she grabbed a couple pillows and covered the good bits. "Master," I said, "you're home earlier than we expected." "I also left two hours earlier for work. I apologize Regina," Master said, "I didn't mean to bother you mid negotiations. I'm assuming my slaves were trying to gain your acquiescence for letting Ron play?"

Master said. I spasmed as he said it, quivering. He started stroking in and out, using every inch of his wonderful cock to fuck me with. He'd been hard for over ninety minutes, so he wasn't going to last too long, but I took advantage of every second, cumming five more times in the space of the ten minutes he fucked me before I felt him pulsing inside my buttocks, plastered against my cheeks. As hard as the first two hours had been, the last twenty-five more than made up for it. He pulled out before he'd shrunk completely and wiped us both with a damp towel.

Her juices glistened on his fingers and palm, the smell tantalizing him. As he removed his fingers away from her, Anita heard sucking sounds; in curiosity, she raised her head from the pillow, shocked to see her master for the night sucking at his finger like he just finished a delicious meal. All the while, he looked into her eyes with no shame, and being the shameless master he was, he dipped his finger into her again, causing her to toss her head back with a shudder. Finally, he couldn't help himself and decided to slurp the honey directly from her blooming flower. He lapped at her folds and pressed on her clitoris vibrator before finally plunging his tongue directly into her womanly fold

It was like the most boriest day of my life. Master spent the whole day watching TV, when it was lunch time... I made lunch and served him. Also when it was dinner time, I also made dinner for him and served him. Now it's time to sleep, I was waiting patiently for my master's call, I thought probably he would have an order or something planned out for me tonight. To be sincere, I was thinking sex.

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“Thank you, master.” Master. His mom called that man master. He didn’t expect that this was the day he would discover he can regret being alive. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ If there’s one thing Ronan regrets today—it’s being stupid. Like right now. He’s feeling better now after the fresh air and it was the best decision for him to leave Cross’s unit. He doesn’t know what could have happened further if he stayed there but the thing is… This is where he hates being stupid.

And standing near the far end of the corridor… Was Master Damian. Even at a distance, he commanded attention effortlessly. Tall and muscular, he wore fitted black slacks and an open-collared charcoal shirt rolled to his forearms. His dark curly hair framed a striking face made even more arresting by piercing blue eyes that seemed capable of seeing directly through people. Tattoos disappeared beneath his sleeves while a silver watch gleamed against one wrist. He spoke quietly with two staff members holding fresh linens and supply trays, his posture relaxed but authoritative.