Michael Slime Novels & Stories

He let go of Evelyn and poured whiskey into a glass and placed it in Evelyn’s hands. “Did she also slap you?” Evelyn nodded, wondering what the glass was for. “Ok… splash it on her and slap her ten times.” “What? Damian, no..” Sasha tried to step away but Damian raised his hand and his bodyguards walked forward and held Sasha in place. Confidence welled up in Evelyn. She splashed the whiskey on Sasha’s face and slapped her but the slap wasn’t that strong. “I said ten slaps kitten. And don’t go easy on her otherwise I’ll tell Mike to do it and he’s very powerful.”

Lily stated in a calm voice. They ate quietly for a short while. Then Lily opened the conversation again. "I heard that you came from Townsend. But are you not related to a certain Mr. Aster in Country S?" Lily asked. "I don't have relatives in Country S Mrs. Klatt. My family is native of Townsend. Maybe we have just similar surnames." Clive answered. "What do you do for a living in Townsend?" "We have a small farm and a small business. My father, Rico Aster, runs it."

How can I help him? Liam: [why are you being so excited?] Mike: [I really don't know.] Liam: [Boss Mike, you are a little strange. You've been bragging about it for three years, and you deny it now.] Mike wanted to cry. [I really don't know, really.] Liam sent a voice message directly and sneered, "Well done, you two, shut me out? All right.” Mike really wanted to rush to SL and kill Jacob.

she reassured me, taking a sip from her cup. "Slim is like the king of this damn hellhole. Even when he isn't here, nobody tries to take his place. Fucking cowards," Blowjob Guy chimed in, and they all burst into laughter. "Then why don't you give it a shot, Zeek?" the redhead challenged, finally revealing his name.

With a low groan, he slumped back into his seat. Micheal was handsome with features similar to Easton but in a more manly manner. He was five years older, after all. He also had green eyes and stood at six feet two. He oozed a powerful aura as he turned to face the crowd. His lips curled into a smile, but the smile was nothing friendly. He actually made people even more uncomfortable. “My name is Michael Black," he began, his voice steady and commanding. "And I’m here to set the record straight. Scarlet is no fraud. Everything you’ve heard tonight or any other time is nothing but baseless lies designed to tear her down."

"That's bullshit. You only care about yourself. Not even the baby. You only got pregnant just so you could have a tie Sebastian’s wealth. And you are the fucking worst, Emory. I don't even know why I ever agreed to fuck a slut like you." "Fuck you, Michael. Just, fuck you. I'm not going to have my day ruined by you. Just, shut the fuck up. You can go back to your whores. They are all waiting for you. Goodbye, Mike."

“You can’t force someone to love—” “Shut up!” Michael roared and before Sleek could react, Michael grabbed him by the throat and slammed him against the wall. Sleek gasped for air as Michael’s grip tightened. “Any word from you…” His voice dropped dangerously low. “Any word to anybody, just consider yourself dead.” Sleek struggled for breath. “You know you can’t outsmart me.” Michael smirked coldly. “Remember who I am.” “I am intelligence itself.” “Don’t ever think you can play games with me.”

The smell goes right to his wolf brain like a drug, and all his control disappears. "Oh my god," Miles says through his teeth. He puts his tongue right on Michael's tight little male hole. It tastes like heaven. He licks it hard and wide. Michael lets out a loud moan that makes the Alpha's blood boil. Miles makes his tongue hard and pushes it inside the little hole. Michael lets out a small, sweet squeak that makes Miles go completely wild. "Oh, Miles," Michael moans, "that feels so... oh fuck, I love it so much..."

Different patterns and sculpture were designed upon the balconies beautifully. "Enough drooling for now. We should get in, shouldn't we?" Irun mocked me and I rolled my eyes at her. The whole walk here she annoyed me with her stupid questions and accusations of me trying to invade their Kingdom despite Roe reminding her what Mydia had said, repeatedly. Apparently, Mydia was an Elf female who could see future sometimes, in glimpses, like the high priest.

“Greedy little whore. You’re clenching so tight around me. You gonna cum already?” I whimpered, thrusting the vibrator deeper. My breathing was getting ragged. Sweat was forming on my skin even though the AC was on. Every filthy word from Michael made my pussy tingled harder around the toy. “Not yet,” he told her, voice full of wicked amusement. “I want to play with you first. Turn over. Ass up.” I heard rustling and then a sharp smack. The whore moaned loudly. “Fuck, that ass looks perfect,” Michael said. Another smack echoed. “You like when I slap this ass, don’t you, slut?”