Master Slave Training Novels & Stories

The mistress is long gone and Master Lucas is administering the training today. We are taking relevant breaks in between, so I don’t lose the ability to use safe words due to constant fucking arousal. So far, he has been patient with me. He explained many things, along with the value of a trusted partner and proper techniques. Even if it’s being implemented on me, I should know if A Dom is doing it right or not. I am standing next to a pole. My hands are not tied or restricted. Master Lucas said that’s not needed in first training.

"You suck the head, Babe. And lick too. I want to see that tongue." I'm trying, but it's not easy. Richard and my Master are building speed, building tempo, pumping me harder. Ram-rodded, doubled-barrelled-style, my spine arched back, my lungs heave. Inside I'm clutching and clenching. My clit throbs an SOS to my pussy, and Pussy takes no notice. Richard is being careful, taking it easy, but now his slow strokes are mismatched to my Master's who bangs into me. Slamming upward, he spears me with every stroke, ramming me inside, colliding with my inner walls.

He spelt out the words and she nodded tearfully. He let go of my her hair, pushing it roughly and she winced. "You'll refer to me as your Master" he muttered and stood up. Hold on... Master? How can she call him Master? Tears pricked her eyes as she stared down at the floor, unable to look at him. She couldn't bring herself to cry in front of anyone. "David!" He called without stress and one of the boys from the door ran towards him immediately. "Yes Boss" he bowed.

Master has never done anything like this before and I am surprised when he leans close to my ear and whispers, "I want you to go and shower. There will be a dress lying on the bed and food on the small table. Dress and have something to eat. I will return in an hour..." He then disappears from behind me. I let out the breath I was holding and can't stop as my whole body shakes. I chance a look around and find the Master is no longer in the room. I walk slowly into the bathroom and turn on the shower. I hold my hand under the water until it gets hot and steam starts to fill the room. I add a little cold so I don't actually burn myself, strip off the slave dress he always has me wear and step

At that moment, Vivian rudely chimed in, "She is a slave from our pack. Everyone knows that she's a bitch. Michael, I heard that you are the heir of an Alpha. Why waste your time with a bitch?" Hearing that, Michael looked at me in astonishment. I turned red and looked away, hating Vivian even more. "The team training starts now!" Jake announced, blowing his whistle. "This is an attacking and defending training. Everyone should be mentally prepared for getting injured. But remember to control yourself and not hurt the opponent too badly." "You don't have to take others' words seriously, Brenda. My intuition tells me that you are not that kind of a person," Michael said comfortingly, patting

Tonight, I'm cutting it myself. ... A shaken bottle of champagne exploded overhead as everyone in the private room erupted into a frenzy. They were celebrating the Corinni family's youngest, most untamable wolf finally slipping his girlfriend's leash. One moment I was the revered future Donna of the family, the next I was a ghost in the corner, unnoticed. Dante was rebellious by nature. He usually scoffed at this kind of crass celebration, and his men practically had to beg him to make an appearance. That was precisely what made this annual "Month of No Masters" all the more thrilling.

Mr Reyes smiled at her action. “Stay where you are.” She said loudly. “Watch me.” Arya slowly started to touch herself, keeping her eyes in contact with the Master. She smirked a bit when her hand slid between her legs and she started to rub her pussy. “Now touch yourself I want to see it.” Her eyes were now fixed on his erect manhood. “You are forgetting yourself Omega, I’m the Master.” He smiled getting up. “I have to say it was quite refreshing to follow your orders for a bit, but I crave something more than my own hand. I know I went harsh on you yesterday so use your mouth now.”

"Tonight, has shown me that I've been to relaxed in my claiming of you all. First Janice and now Charlotte have both stepped out of their place. So, I am going to finish training each of you now. But I want to give each of you one last opportunity to say no and leave. Do you want to be my four sister-wives? Understand that you will be my slaves and I will be your complete Master. So answer me do you want me to own you?" There came a resounding, "Yes Master." from all four of them. "Then you will repeat after me and everything you repeat will sink deep into your soul and become your truth. You will be changed by what you repeat and it will be eternal do you understand?" I pushed that command

ALORA "Eyes down. Back straight. Three steps behind at all times." Master Kane circles me slowly, each word punctuated by the tap of his cane against the marble floor. The training room feels impossibly large, mirrors on every wall reflecting my attempts at proper slave posture. "Again," he commands. "Walk to the door." I move forward, trying to remember every instruction. Eyes lowered but not closed. Hands clasped at lower back. Small steps, silent steps. My reflection shows a dozen mistakes I didn't know I was making.

He promised himself that he would do everything in his power to support her and help her through her pain. As the training session ended, Cora and Tristan gathered the slaves together and gave them a rousing speech, encouraging them to fight for their freedom and for their pack. The slaves were inspired by Cora's passion and determination, and they promised to fight with everything they had. Cora and Tristan left the training center, feeling a sense of accomplishment and purpose. They knew that they had a long road ahead of them, but they were ready for whatever challenges came their way.soon they bade each other goodbye as they decided to go their separate ways and then ,take some cool show