Novel & Cerita Mistress Deep Love

The next strike of the whip makes her gasp and reply him. "Punish me! " She says. Jaxon whips her again and that sends the message that she is to address him as "master". "Punish me, master." Jaxon gets more aroused as he hears her call him master and moan to the whipping. "Look, you're wet for me." His finger goes into her and strokes her. Roxanne keeps moaning inaudible words. Just when she was close, he slides out his fingers. "Please,Master, fuck me!" She cries.

"Nate, don't think you can financially strangle me into conceding. I'm telling you right now, she is a mistress, and I'll make sure she wears that label for the rest of her life. She'll never hold her head up high. "If you want to give her a legitimate title, then you do it my way. I don't care about the Keller family, but I will get my money. "Otherwise, I'll release every video of you and her sneaking around together all these years. When the stock drops and shareholders start losing money, what do you think will happen then?" Nate hadn't expected me to choose mutual destruction over submission. That was who I was. I, Wendy, always rose above it all. Even the mistress who had replaced my m

The young woman immediately enters her role as a mistress who must please Adrian. Raisa's hands lifted Adrian's hands that wrapped around her neck from behind. Then she turned her chair so that she was face to face with Adrian. The man smiled thinly, seeing a seductive smile on the corner of Raisa's lips. The young woman stood up from her chair, wrapped her arms around Adrian's neck and stood on tiptoe and then…. KISS! KISS! KISS!

She has a loving family and a husband who still comes back to her at the end of the day. The most unpleasant thing for a mistress is when her beloved comes to her, sleeps with her, spoils her, and entertains her. Nonetheless, at the end of the day, he recalls returning home to his wife, with whom he will share the warmth of the night. And be with her until the end of times. No matter how hard mistresses try to enchant their lovers, they will never occupy the magpie's nest for they aren’t meant for that from the beginning. That was unfortunate.

Thana cried rising to her feet. "You are just a fool, Travis will never choose a worthless whore like you over me. His father wouldn't even approve of it," Angel laughed folding her hands over her boobs. "Do you think he loves you?" "He loves me," Thana cried cleaning her tears with her hand stained with mud. "Love?" Angel laughed louder. "Did he love you when he was sleeping with me or when he told his men how you tasted like a sour fruit and let's not forget how you cried like a baby on your first night."

The mistress saw to that. “Go on then. You know better than to waste my time on trivial matters. What is so important that I need to know?” “Mistress, Lupa is succeeding in her seduction. Their relationship has changed…they have gotten closer, more intimate. All the servants are speaking of it.” The mistress’ eyes flare. The air is hotter for a moment. She bares her teeth. “How dare she?” She growls. “Does that commoner think she can waltz in and destroy everything worked for? That I’ve sacrificed for? I think not.”

There was an icier edge to his tone. "Of... Of course. I'm sorry," she quickly dipped her head in submission. His finger slid under her chin, lifting her head back up to meet his gaze. She could give anything to know what was running through that mind of his. Did her words from the village mean anything to him? 'This is a man with the darkest of hearts, Sheera. How could it mean anything?' Her subconsciousness told her. And it was right. He had two Mistresses already. How special did she think she was?

“It’s one thing for me to make mistakes. But you” “Me?” she cut in, a faint edge in her tone. “I didn’t ask you to get a mistress, Damian. I even loved you enough to let you be,to let us all fun,Except for that slush fund disaster that day I couldn’t look past it then. But now? Now it’s in the past.” Her words hit him like cold water. Loved him enough… to allow him a mistress? His mind reeled at the paradox. He stared at her, trying to decipher whether she meant it or whether it was another of her clever manipulations.

"You don't get to spend much time with your Mistress, and due to it, you're freely able to seek out and fuck other slaves on the estate, aren't you?" "Yes." "Would you say you fuck other slaves maybe fifteen or twenty times more than you're able to fuck your Mistress?" "That's correct." "They're all well trained lesbians able to give great pleasure to women." "Mistress ensures we're all well trained, yes." "Is fucking any of them as arousing and pleasurable to you as fucking your Mistress?" "Fucking Mistress is unique. Monique is easily the best cunt licker, but I receive more satisfaction from licking Mistress than from Monique licking me."

“Oh yes, my Goddess! There will be so many more dates where he’ll fall more and more in love with me!” “You’re going-” her voice caught as she seemed to choke on the hurt and betrayal, “you’re going to fuck him, and- and- and I’m… I’m going to walk in on you!” Her whole body seemed to quiver with the fantasy as she clearly imagined how hot it would be to have her love so cruelly stolen from her. Her hands reached into Claire’s hair, raising her head up to her parted legs, revealing that her Mistress wore no panties. Claire felt her heart quicken as her eyes beheld her greatest treasure as her Mistress’s voice became even more strained and far-away as she furthered the plan. “And… and he won’