Mistress Blind Novels & Stories

Mistress Kay stood there with a smaller girl, the perpetual scowl adorning her face so early. “Where are the panties you stole from her?” I blinked, confused for a moment. “I'm sorry, what?” I looked from face to face, hoping this was some kind of joke. Unfortunately, however, jokes were a rarity in this place. “Don't play dumb with me, you stupid cunt!” The mistress's harsh voice jolted me. “Someone saw you take them.” “No..” I slowly shook my head as I climbed out of the bed. “It wasn't me. I didn't—”

She opened the door, heels echoing on the dark hardwood. Miles was already there nude, collared, blindfolded, arms tied behind his back. His cock twitched as the scent of her perfume reached him. “Good doll,” she purred. His breath caught. She walked a slow circle around him, heels clicking. Her fingers traced his spine. “Do you remember your command word?” “Yes, Mistress,” he whispered. “Say it.” “Glass.” “Good. But you won’t need it.” She stepped in front of him, lifted the blindfold. His eyes fluttered open and widened.

“Fuck the tip off. That girl’s Madam is one of our ministers’ mistress. She needs to go back to the Madam.” ****

This blind girl is Lavi’s partner? “She and Lavi are quite close,” Guinevere goes on. “She is his official mistress.” “Mistress?” Ariel gapes from Lavi to Anna. “Her? B-But she is-” “Blind?” Anna suggests. “You must be very much surprised, Lady Ariel. But yes, I am the Crown Prince’s official mistress.” “Lavi!” Anna clings on to Lavi, almost desperate. “This is not true, right? You had many flings but no mistress! She is not your mate, is she?”

Truthfully, the gown was glued to her skin, it wasn't that tight but stable on her. She wonder how Miss Anna get to know her body size. Just then, Miss Anna slaps her hands again. And a maid tied a blank cloth to blindfold her eyes. That was unexpectedly to her, she wasn't expecting that at all. Why did they blindfold her eyes again. Is their master that ugly that he couldn't show his face out in her presence that her had to be blindfold all the time? She asked herself. " Why I'm blindfold again?" She asked,

"Daniel actually thought he owed you something. Because of you, I never could have him all to myself. And all along, this had all been a game to you? You actually purposefully pretended to be blind? I mean, how low were you willing to sink?" "Not lower than you, that's for sure." Yara spat, and rose, her demeanor completely cold now. "You've actually been my mate's mistress all these while. And yes, I pretended to be blind, but you were the disgusting b*tch who stopped at nothing to ruin my home even far before I pretended to be impaired."

“Yes.” “Now, come, my dear. Let your tight little cunt have its bliss.” Like fireworks, the blonde shrieked with pleasure, jerking uncontrollably. Miles held onto my arm, his fingernails gently digging into my flesh. It wasn't painful; instead, it fueled my desire to be pleasured. He traced his hand over my hardened nipples, teasing each through the fabric of my clothing. He nibbled and circled, intensifying my arousal. “You've been a good girl,” the Mistress complimented, retrieving the whip. She delivered three successive hard lashes across the blonde's stomach and breasts. With each strike, her skin tore, yet she moaned in satisfaction.

A mistress is trying to stand up for another mistress. "I've never said that I'm an honorable person, and please don't pretend like you're noble in front of me. I've seen enough disgusting things, but I've never seen a mistress who was kept in the dark standing up for someone else. Ms. Pearson, you've impressed me, but you have to know your capabilities if you're going to stand up for someone else. Instead of coming to me and embarrassing yourself, why don't you do your homework and come up with a plan to seduce Jackson?"

Dr Serena spoke. The stress on word ‘that’ made Kira’s eyebrows up. “And that building is?” Kira asked. “The mistresses’ building, of course, all mistresses of all men in the house live there…” Dr Serena spoke with a carefree shrug. “And of course, neither the mistress nor the men want to have kids with someone who is not their mate, that jar is always full. If any mistress misses to take it, she is forbidden to step out of the building until next month!”

He turned around slowly, his gaze darkening as soon as they fell on my open legs, " Sit, Arlene. Take a look at the contract." I grabbed the shiny paper lying on the table. It was written in a formal format, the title almost burning me in shame. MISTRESS CONTRACT! I went through the clauses quickly. The more I read, the more I was disgusted with myself. Rule No.1 - No Kissing Rule No.2 - Always Obey Your Alpha, ready to come over anytime. And lastly........ If the mistress gets pregnant by mistake, she should be ready to abort the child. My breathing hitched after reading the final clause. Ready to abort a child? Was I really a whore in his eyes then?