Mastery Greene Novels & Stories

"I know you're hurting right now, but people have to move forward. Who can truly stay with anyone forever? Instead of mourning the dead, shouldn't you focus on the present and cherish the person in front of you? I didn't mean to disrespect Mrs. Hughes Senior. I just thought I should say something to help you pull yourself together. After all, you have so much on your plate right now. If you really sink into this grief, how will you get anything done?" In the past, Martin would have harshly scolded me for less. He would have accused me of being rude and forced me to apologize to Waverly. But now he had just learned that his own mistake had cost his mother her life, and the last spark in his e

I prepared a taco and handed it to him. “Freshly made. My treat. “My husband has recently been keeping a little mistress,” I added. “I’m worried he doesn’t give her enough pocket money. “You know how young girls are—never satisfied, always wanting more.” I spoke with restraint, but when I replayed the interview footage later, I hated myself for not being vicious enough. Any sense of conscience had long since been ground into dust by Monica’s daily displays of feigned concern. The second time I set up my stand, Joseph sent the city enforcement officers to confiscate it.

It was said that Xena caused quite a scene in the hospital. She was crying and yelling that she was doing the right thing by punishing a mistress and that she had done nothing wrong. A police officer, fed up with her antics, snapped, "What are you yelling about? Aren’t you the mistress yourself?" Xena froze, the light in her eyes fading as she murmured, "The one who isn’t loved is the real mistress… The one who isn’t loved is the real mistress…"

I slowly turned around to face my nightmare with fairytale-like beauty. Master was looking at me more like killing me with his eyes. His eyes held possessiveness and anger. It was not jealousy instead it was a rage. A rage of seeing someone else touching his possession. His dagger-like gaze turned to that man who seemed to unaffected by his murderous glare. “Stay away from my woman Sinister.” I froze in my place hearing his name. Sinister. Sinister Valentino. Master’s brother. Something flashes in his eyes when he heard Master’s words turning his mesmerizing gaze towards me making eye contact.

On the way, he posted a reply. "I truly love Anne. I have to atone for the wrongs I've done." His words immediately provoked anger among people online. "What love are you talking about? The love where you and your mistress lived lavishly while she ate scraps?" "Or is it the one where you slept on a million-dollar mattress in a mansion while she shivered in a drafty apartment?" "If that's what you call love, then congratulations to her for seeing your true face and escaping the misery." Eric recognized his fault and found himself completely speechless.

“Please save Chase, Grandpa.” “You overestimate me, Ann. Master Farley is a peak meridian-opening master, which is also known as a midway true master!”

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 tried to grind, but my Master held my waist with his left hand while his right hand began to twist the vibrator. My moans turned into screams as the pleasure increased exponentially, my toes curling and fingers seeking something to grasp onto, while the muscles in my legs began to tense. I closed my eyes, almost forgetting to breathe, but not caring as the tears ran down my cheeks ruining my makeup. The only thing I needed to do was focus on not cumming; not before my Master. I tightened my internal muscles more, which had the desired effect as Klaus’ moans grew louder, and his cock grew thicker. A few thrusts later, I felt the warm, torturous liquid jets of his cum lining my inner muscles

The room is filled with key members of the executive team, including Elijah, who's already proud of her even she's not even starting yet. After some time, Isabella cleared her throat, commanding the people's attention in the room. She actually feels nervous, especially that she doesn't want to disappoint Elijah for giving his time to guide her, and never doubted her to be in that position. She doesn't have that much expertise when it comes to this, though in some part of her mind, she knows that she can get a positive response after this presentation, simply because she really prepared for this. "Good morning, everyone. Today, I'm excited to share the groundbreaking advancements our team has

The Master pulls back and I look into his eye and whisper, "What's?..." I don't get to finish as I scream again as one lot of pain stops and another engulfs me again. The Master then whispers, "Try to relax, my pet. You are entering into your first shift." I try to do as he says as he lifts me into his arms and then just sits down on the floor with me in his lap. Having him close and touching me seems to help, but then I scream once more as I start to hear bones creak and my joints pop. His hands feel good on me, helping me to focus and relax. I then let out one last scream that slowly changes into a howl.