Master Roshi's Island Novels & Stories

his Perfect round ass such a fit in my hands, the kiss was magnificent I was rock hard just from his hands on my nioples and he almost went down on me… that cannot happen again. Lucas brings someone with him to the next sitting. I saw it the second they walk in a tall, easy-smiling man introduced as “my assistant, Marcus,” except assistants don’t laugh at everything you say like they’ve been waiting all week for the chance, and they definitely don’t touch your arm the way this one does within the first two minutes of arriving. I say nothing. I have no right to say anything, and I know it, and it doesn’t stop the slow burn that starts somewhere in my chest and doesn’t let up the entire sittin

What the fuck is it? Oh god, I hate her a little bit, but I wish Rosie were here right now. “So do I.” “Who are you?” “I think you know, my Little Slone.” “The Master.” “Good Girl. I have a mission for you. I need you to…” “NO! Go away! Get out of my mind.” There are eyes in the crystal staring out at me, small red pinpricks in a sea of black. “You will obey, Slone. You were never the strong one.”

Unbeknownst to her, her timid, animal-like presence, skittish, wide-eyed, and radiating raw fragility had caught the unwavering attention of the Head Master. He stood at the far end of the bar, a towering figure exuding authority in a tailored black shirt that hugged his broad, muscular shoulders, his expression perpetually unreadable behind a neatly trimmed beard that added to his enigmatic allure. Known simply as "The Owner" or "Head Master" to the bar's elite clientele, he was a legend in this underground world—ruthless in his control, yet revered for his unwavering fairness and deep understanding of the human psyche.

Because there was something on the kitchen table that had not been there yet. A second photo. Fresh. Dry. As if it had just been developed. It showed a place Mara immediately recognized. The island. But she was changed. Greater. Dark. And in the middle of the island there was a huge black tower that it never stood there had given. On the back stood in elegant handwriting: Come tomorrow at sunset. Or Nora dies a second time.

after getting some things he need, isekai went out using the back door, since dad is already gone, I think here will be enough for the practice, isekai said as he found a place to sit at the back of the house, here will do, isekai said as he sat down while calming his heart. master said that the ninjitsu moves is all about seventy percent making yourself flow with the surrounding and thirty percent moves, maybe i have already perfected my moves but I don't think i have reached the pinnacle of making myself flow with the natural, isekai thought before clearing away all thought from himself and making himself feel and flow with his surrounding through meditation. while closing his eyes, isekai

"The Island Manager. He was involved in building the place years ago and stayed on to do upgrades and improvements. Mister Moore lets him live there, and he runs the place like a finely tuned engine." "That's handy, I guess." Mark took another sip of his drink. "So what should I expect when I get there?" Jasmine smiled and put her drink down. "Well, it'll probably be a bit of a culture shock when you get there. Henry will probably call you Master Whitney, or Master Mark. That'll be because the staff on the Island will follow his lead. You'll be waited on hand and foot, but you'll also have to work really hard." "Doing what?"

The Mothers called such things corruptions of the flesh, I immediately turned my head away. “I’m sorry,” I whispered shakily. “I didn’t mean to—” “Watch,” the Master interrupted softly. Fear tightened inside my chest. “I cannot, Master.” “You must.” His voice sharpened slightly. “A wife should understand how to please her husband.” The room suddenly felt suffocating and too small, i stared desperately at the floor while shame and confusion twisted violently inside me, the Mothers spent our entire lives condemning desire as sinful, yet now the Master called this sacred, holy and necessary, nothing made sense anymore, the Master moved closer until I could smell the heavy scent of incense and a

A party was held for the safe return of the master. The maids were running about preparing for it,cooking and serving the soldiers and guests that came to celebrate with the master,the mansion was filled with people I have never seen this much people here before, and serving was a lot of work, after being lazy for a month I had something to do to stretch my body,so I loved the exercise. Master George(Stephen father),Stephen and Felix came shortly after the return of the master. I had never seen Stephen's father before,but I heard he is the strongest master and he ranks number one.

I must meet master Athan and know what is going on in his head. ****** Clad in a black robe with a hood over the head, I make my way towards the clear lake. The moon is sitting beautifully in the middle of the sky and casting its ethereal glow upon the face of the earth making the night beautiful and wonderful, i could have stayed and admired the beauty but I can not, not when I see his shadow a few feet away from me. Master is clad in a red robe which is unusual and his hair is dancing along with the wind giving off an aura that I can not quite understand. Something feels different about him but I can not place it, not when it feels like something is masking his energy.

Lisa asked. "Always and forever." "Why now?" Julia asked. "Why not six months ago or six months in the future? Why so close to our bonding ceremony?" "Because I chose now and I'm the Master, unless you choose to abandon your slavery." "An easy choice. I never want to abandon my slavery." "Great." "Have you been able to fuck anyone since last Sunday, Master?" Lisa asked. "Only Rosie," I answered. "Who's Rosie?" Lisa asked. "Rosie Palms," Julia said. "It means he masturbated."