Mistress Discord Novels & Stories

To think of the hell Alicia went through when Damon married Elizabeth must've been how I was feeling right now. I am such a fool! Hours from now I will be branded as the mistress, a title Rachel once held dearly and which will never be enough for me. "Liliana open the door!" Damon shouted, hitting the door with his might. Amidst all of this little Liliana was my comfort, I pushed the cradle back and forth, watching her sleeping was bliss only that she could be disturbed by Damon. I left her in the cradle and went ahead to attend to Damon before he create anymore drama for the both of us.

The Mistress plodded along as a steady pace with the servant struggling to keep up with her. Along the way there were numerous stops, because at each picturesque overlook Eve wanted to take pictures. Because she looked forward to the breaks and was grateful for any opportunity to rest, Trish enthusiastically modeled for Eve's camera. The Mistress was glad to see that her servant was cheerful about being photographed, not embarrassed and sullen as she had been a few weeks before.

Out of all the things she said, there was one that caught my interest. "Mistresses? Does that happen often?" I asked. "Yes, but not as frequently as the rumors out there say. It used to be once a year. The Alpha would bring a woman here and let her serve him for one year," Layla explained. "So he always had that kind of arrangement," I whispered, feeling a pang of dismay in my voice. The knowledge that my mate had other mistresses every year was upsetting. He had been unfaithful to his mate, to both of us. Even though I understood that Nicholas may have lived a long life and had needs, I couldn't help but feel a tinge of resentment.

I growl. "Her face is plastered over every newspaper in your Pack. The amount of shared renditions of her is absurd. Everyone wants to know who the Alpha's best friend is." "I'm certain this won't protect her." My fingers tighten into fists at the thought of anyone harming her. Today was bad enough. He’s lucky he didn’t lay a hand on her, otherwise he would lose what could cause him to make that mistake again. "People respect mistresses more than friends. We've been over this,” mother exasperates, tossing her hands up.

Justin’s office felt unnervingly silent. The man sat behind a large black-glass desk, but his mind was far from the neatly arranged documents before him. His eyes were fixed on the monitor, replaying a nearly one-hour video that had just been sent by Teddy, his most trusted man. Justin’s expression was cold and calculating. On the screen, a petite young woman was cleaning the restroom area of his nightclub. He watched her every movement without blinking, as if he were observing a puzzle-filled film that stirred both curiosity and anger inside him.

That was the only way he could have her as a companion. In this pack, It is not unusual to keep a mistress these days, as a matter of fact, every omega I know dreams of being a mistress someday. The number of omega’s multiply everyday because of the war with the rogues. So finding a man who is willing to have you as a mistress is considered an honor to omega’s in this damn pack. Marietta is lucky to be the Alphas mistress, but then again, being a mistress meant many things. She could never bear him an heir, the current Luna even made sure she never bears him a child. Screwing the Alpha and getting little favors is all she gets as a mistress. I’m the closest thing to a child that she’ll ever

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!”

off limits". It's just a big turn on for me." Then she smiles at me and says, "But when I'm with a woman, I can be soft and tender as I was last night, but I have to be in control. She has to answer to me, do what I say, do whatever pleases me, no questions ask. I am actually a Mistress to women, I have a couple of full time "clients" that pay me well. Last night, if I would have made you suck my toes, I would have cum in my panties!" My jaw drops as I hear her say all of this. I start daydreaming about what fun I could have with her, what it would be like on my knees servicing her......

she coos, "They are going to be sore for a while; you're going to need to suck it up." I feel fingers sliding into me while Mistress walks behind us, so I know they are Masters. He doesn't want any other pussy, my ass. I knew it was too good to be true. This is the first time that Mistress has earned my distrust, but there isn't anything I can do. The contract says they both own me. It does not say she won't let anybody else fuck me, I just took her word for it. ~~~~~~~~

I KEEP MY SECRET TO MYSELF NOBODY KNOWS HOW I OPERATE I JUST GIVE ORDERS AND THEY FOLLOW NO QUESTIONS ASKED TO BE HONEST I DIDN'T WANT TO SEE HER IN PAIN CUS IT WAS HER FIRST TIME BUT I NEEDED TO GO HARD ON HER SHE'S TOO SOFT AND TO BE WITH ME SHE NEEDS TO HARDEN HER HEART ❤️ SHE NEEDS TO KNOW THAT THE WORLD I CRUEL MY SWEET BRIDE I WILL MAKE YOU SOO ALONE TO THE EXTENT THAT YOU WILL ONLY NEED ME AND ONLY YARN FOR ME . . COME IN DOCTOR LISA THE MAID SAID,OUR MISTRESS NEEDS YOUR SERVICE SHE'S IN THE MASTERS BEDROOM OK THANK YOU I'LL SEE TO HER MYSELF YOU MAY LEAVE AM SORRY I CAN'T OUR MASTER TOLD US TO STAY TILL D WHOLE PROCEDURE IS DONE AFTER THE MISTRESS TREATMENT WHE SHOULD CLEAN HER PROPE