Mistress Discord Novels & Stories

“My answer is no, Mr Miller. I will not become your side whore....” “Language, Ms. Robinson.” Jack suddenly interrupted her. “And you won't be what you're calling it. You'll be my lover. My secret lover entitled with everything.” “Saying it with fancy words doesn't change the fact about what you just asked of me, Mr Miller. A mistress, a secret lover or a side chick, whatever you might call it, it's still horrible, and I'm not that kind of woman.” Ana showed how disappointed she was before she looked away. If not that they were inside a moving car, she would have already gotten down from the car.

she added offhandedly. “Hush!” Leesa rebuked her. “What? It's not like it's a secret. Nobody likes her” “Well the Alpha does, or he won't be screwing her” I remarked. “Again, Alphas are allowed mistresses” She reiterated “Also, that's not how screwing works. You mustn't really like the other person. Just want them enough. And I hate to admit it, but she's beautiful” “So he's not mated yet. Not a big deal” I remarked.

How dare he think he could control me again? I was not going to be a mistress for the second time! I was Aria Jenn…the designer. I was not thesame pitiful secretary from years ago. I was back, and I was better. “Stay the hell away from me.” I finally warned after a moment of silence, blinking away my tears. I was not going to cry in front of him. Silence reigned, I could tell he was surprised by my sudden lash out. I did not even bother to look at him–I just turned and left. I did not know where I had gotten the courage from, perhaps from the alcohol?

This was not the first time someone had gropped me here but this was surely the most horrible experience out of all. The woman named Madison pulled me to another room and my breath hitched for a while seeing that it was empty. No one was there. “ Relax. I won't do anything to you. ” She sighed and sat down on the huge red couch. “ I am sorry for what Rick did there. He must be drunk. ” She apologized and I nodded my head still standing at the same place. “ He is my cousin so I will appreciate it if you don't report him to the police. It will cause problem for all of us. ” She added and my eyes rose up to meet hers.

Can’t say I didn’t like it. Me: That's pretty direct. MistressA: I don't believe in wasting time. When I want something, I get it. Now answer. Her directness was like a drug. No games, no hints, just pure commands wrapped in digital text. Fuckin love it. Me: I think about being controlled. Completely. Someone telling me exactly what to do, how to do it, when to stop. Being praised when I get it right. Being… punished when I don't.

“So what do you want, Alpha?” I let the silence drag for a moment. The fire crackled in the fireplace, soft and sharp. “I have an offer for you,” I said finally. She frowned. “An offer?” “Yes. You’ll stay here, under my protection. You’ll have food, shelter, safety. In exchange, you’ll serve as my mistress.” Her expression froze, then twisted into shock and disgust. “Your what?” “You heard me.” I met her gaze steadily. “I could have killed you, but I didn’t. I’m offering you something better than death.”

She glanced at Layla who was standing at her side. “I can try harder!” “You have been trying hard for the past two days, I fear that you would become exhausted if you tried even harder.” “But–” “And there's this tiny other fact that her stupid mate and his entourages can't be held down anymore, they sure know how to kill, it is even bad that they have stupid Crystabelle with them,” The Mistress said, her lips pulled into a scowl. She waved her hand in Aurora's direction and the chains which had tolled themselves around her wrists and ankles like stubborn vine unlocked themselves and she fell to the ground but she managed to stand on their feet.

With a drool worthy physique and heavenly features, any man or woman couldn't resist looking at him a little longer. “Oh! I forgot! I am just a mistress. You won’t break up with your high-profile partner because of me. But have you heard that people can’t have the best of both worlds?” Amelia Lockhart looked at Kieth Williams, unfazed by his handsomeness, and asked curiously. “How about you break off your engagement and marry me? Otherwise, marry her and let go of me.” Amelia had a glint of sharpness that she deftly hid behind the façade of innocence.

Mistress may address slave in any way she so chooses. 9;)Mistress agrees to furnish slave with a symbolic token of ownership. Slave agrees to wear this symbol at all times, except when Mistress states to do so would be inappropriate or would non-consensually involve others. 10;)Slave agrees and understands that any infractions of this agreement, or any act slave commits which displeases the Mistress will result in punishment. Slave will gracefully accept punishment and try to learn from it. Slave agrees to assemble the punishment materials as ordered by Mistress and assume any position needed to accept the punishment. Slave understands that failure to comply with Mistress’s orders will resul

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?"