Master Training Oblivion Novels & Stories

"I'm so sorry Master, I didn't mean to peek. I was just trying to get fresh air and then I saw that man kneeling down and then..." "Shut up." He glared, cocking his gun and pointing it at her head. "I hate when people peek or eavesdrop on things. Things they're not supposed to hear. How many lives do you have Bambi?" He asked. "None. I thought I had a life but right now seeing the situation I'm in Master. I don't have a life." She mumbled and he nodded, bringing the gun down. She was his after all and sooner or later he'd make sure she would become as docile as they all come to be after he was done with them.

" You'd better not be lying to me." "you don't pay us that much to lie to you." "well," he started his closing remark with a sigh, "I would be lying if I said I wasn't impressed. For people who are usually shit,you've outdone yourself. However,I have one more order. Do not arrest the living fools. Prepare those musketeers for me. Clear their records,and shit. I'll need you to send them to a private location which will be communicated to you soon. Good?"

I increased the speed my finger was going and added a second one as my thumb brushed over her clit again. "FUCK!!" She screamed and started humping my hand like she was a cat in heat. I smiled and pushed my next statement into her mind. "Because I'm God now. I'm the master of Fate and that makes me God." I pressed my thumb harder into her clit and stroked the pleasure center of her mind sending her into her first orgasm. Nimue screamed in ecstasy and began to shake. I pulled my hand away from her and let her collapse onto her knee's. I pushed into her mind again. "Greg Masters is God, your master. You will obey only him, you will worship only him, serve only him, love only him. Say it Nimue,

One moment, he is enjoying a good fuck from an Alpha, and the next moment—here he is, trying his best not to skin himself alive. There are voices inside his head that are way louder than his own voice. Those voices keep on reminding him that he is an Omega—just an Omega. The lowest of the lowest. The ‘thing’ who’s only goal in life is to be played by those fucking Alphas. A nothing. A sudden crawl of goosebumps invaded his whole body. He can literally feel how hard his heart is hammering inside his chest. He called Cross ‘master’. Master. He looks at his reflection once again and laughs hysterically.

Master applies the healing cream to the cuts and bruises that are still taking too long to heal and then takes me to bed, holding me tight until I relax and drift off to sleep. We do this for the next few evenings. I wake up shivering in the Master's arms, reliving in my dreams not only the Master's attack but Morgan's and Norman's as well. It, however, doesn’t take the Master long to remove the memory of them and replace it with pleasure, which is getting more intense and harder to deny each time he touches me.

"I took a chance. Julia looked over my shoulder, and waved her body in favor of music, approaching. "I know a lot about your master," she said, closing her eyes. "He used to come here with his wife, and when she died, he cut off any contact with the club. Until Madame Tracey called him to be his right arm, and that gave him space for him to take other subs. You are not the first, but you are the only one who returned to his command. They say he is one of the best for certain types of subs.

The setup was too well-thought-out. They seemed to enjoy the feeling of being restrained. They pulled hard, causing my hands to feel sore from the effort. Once they finished eating, the moment I had been waiting for finally arrived. And today, I was ready... "Master, it's time to begin training. Please take off their masks." "Okay." Hearing her request made me tremble with excitement. Since she had asked, I immediately complied. Curious to see what they looked like, I couldn't wait to uncover their identities.

“Can't you see that she's our master? The twenty of us including I were under her teaching. You could see that our strength leaps beyond recognition, all thanks to her (hellish) training.” The disciple's eyes widened, their jaws dropped down to the ground as they looked at him in disbelief then their eyes glance at Evelyn from up to down. Although they couldn't sense her strength especially since it was covered with those warm aura, they didn't doubt the credibility of his words. “However, isn't your master Mr. Valcarcel?! How come you changed your master?! Do you want to go on a trip to the torture room?!” The disciples exclaimed with their eyes wide open.

I told him. “Have you enjoyed practicing with Linda? I'll get Aiden to continue training with you from tomorrow and then I'll get you a master who will teach you both combined" he said, adding information that I had no previous knowledge of. This time I turned to look at him, “A master? What's that?" I asked. He seemed pleased that I was finally listening to him, “Well a master basically is like a guru. He has knowledge in both combat and healing. He can teach you both combined. How to fight and heal at the same time” he explained.

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