Master Training Oblivion Novels & Stories

"It's not as bad as all that. I'm told you've already tasted yourself on your Master's cock, so the taste won't be unfamiliar to you, and as a bonus; you get to have an orgasm every time I do, and I'm quite orgasmic, so you should have a good time learning. Scott, should we start with deep throating, or cunt licking?" "I've already cum twice this morning," Master said. "You might as well start with cunt licking. Slave, while Mistress Dark is here, you will not need to request permission to orgasm." Mistress Dark handed him another Slave Trainer. "Put her Trainer in and we'll get started. Do you mind if we retire to your bedroom, Scott?" Mistress Dark asked. "We might as well get comfortable.

I didn't let her get used to it, but she knew I wasn't joking around. "When your Master fucks you, his cock will remain as clean and unspoiled as my tongue was. I promise I was not tasting any shit, or I would have lost my supper. When he pulls out of your ass, all it will have on it is his cum and some mucus, which is also present in your nose, mouth, throat, lungs, and cunt in addition to your ass. It helps protect the skin from foreign agents by lubricating it, which essentially means it's not any different than cleaning his cock after he's cum in your cunt. You need to overcome the nausea you might feel because of where it's just been, because it doesn't matter. You will suck his cock af

I would always remember what it felt like. 'That would feel like a feather's touch if you do not exchange places with me right away. I will fucking belt you if you take a second longer, Avalyn.' A tremble shot down my spine at Master's words and I shut my eyes to focus again. 'Forget Gonzalez. Forget everyone else. Focus on me. I'm your fucking Master. Not him. Me. Only me. You do as I say. You follow my command. Now, do as I fucking say. At once!' Another tremble shot down my spine at his words. I heard some noise and my eyes snapped open and that's when I realized that it had worked! My powers worked!

Ana screamed, her eyes rolling back in ecstasy. “Fuck, you’re so tight,” Master D growled, working his fist in and out. “I’m going to ruin this asshole.” He added a second fist, his hands moving in opposite directions. Ana convulsed, coming harder than she ever had. Master D pounded into her, his cock slamming against her cervix. They came together, his seed painting her insides. As they caught their breath, Master D caressed Ana’s face. “You’re a natural submissive, pet. I’ll train you to be the perfect slave.”

The whole time at our training session, he refused to even spare a glance towards me and if that did not hurt enough then, he very evidently showed that he could not even bear to tolerate my very presence around him, as shown by the permanent frown etched on his pretty face and the incident that involved the Ancient Master himself. “Danielle ! Stand on Chester’s feet while he will lift you without using his arms or hands. Exert as much pressure as possible,” the revered Master had instructed. “Otherwise if you make it too easy for him, you shall be running around the pack land 100 times, by crawling on your knees,” he had added before going to meditate back to his place under the Cherry Tree

Now, he had shown himself. Sky told him that the Spirit Master was at least at the Fifth Stair. Not only that, but he was extremely well-trained in martial arts. After all, someone who spent two centuries studying a single martial art would be a terrifying being. Unless, of course, he was a mediocre man. However, if he were a mediocre man, he would not have gained such strength. James stared at the Spirit Master. He was so ordinary-looking that he could blend into the crowd in any setting.

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

“Now… we prepare. The next wave will not be a mere taste. No. This time, they will know despair. They will see the futility of resistance. Every trap, every illusion, every shadow—they will feel it all. And I will watch.” The Master’s eyes swept across the trembling subordinates. “They thrive because of bonds, because of love. Connections that shield them, that make them stronger than any shadow I can conjure.” He paused, voice curling like smoke, almost savoring the words. “But all bonds have cracks, do they not? Weak points… moments where the heart falters. That… that is where I will strike.” A smaller subordinate shivered. “Strike at… the bonds, sir?”

Their master went when called urgently by the real ruler of the town, Master Tristan. And upon his return, he was already with a boy and a woman. That was then the lot of them realized that this might be the start of something big, especially with how insane the atmosphere was at the onset of their reemergence. Particularly that of the tormented warped form of the boy. Master Tristan's body was giving off illusory flames for everyone's eyes to see. This was different from the techniques he told them before. The secret skill of stealth and the other was of course a throwing technique.

“I think you are losing your reputation, Samson. The words have stirred in the air. The rook is losing his power. It’s time to rebound and show everyone who is the right hand of Vasco, and who runs this city,” Master’s trembling hand patted his stiff fist. The hold between good and evil was not an option for him. There could be love, or there would be duties, and as manipulated since the time of his young age, he was trained to choose his duties. Besides, Margarita hates him for what he remembered from the last evening. He looked up, and Master read the change of soul instantly. His words acted as a spell, reminding him what he was, and there he stood and bobbed.