Mistress Novelas e Histórias

I’m a grownup woman. “Interesting.” Nathan is following me. “I hate you. Don’t humiliate me.” “I’m not, it’s just fun to watch you and Arthur play like a secret lover but the truth is you’re not.” I rolled my eyes and manage to escape him. It’s not like I don’t know that. Can’t he just not ruin the fun? I know it’s not fun being a mistress or being the other woman but I’m enjoying my setup with Arthur plus his wife and him are clearly over from the look of it so technically he’s just married in the paper.

"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 easi

Thalia's eyes widened when he ran a finger down her chest and stopped right above her pelvic area "Have you forgotten I own you?" Owner her? How? Was she his property or something like that? Surely Natalia wasn't sleeping with Dominic too. Was she? Three men at the same time? Was she insane? "No. I haven't forgotten" "Good." Dropping his hand, he stepped back. "You'd better remember that the next time you open that mouth. My men will stay where they are until you find out where Orlando is. Understood"

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

He said, "This is my sister, Sophie Vaughn, and this one…" When he introduced me, his voice faltered. Their gazes both landed on me. I clenched my fists tightly to stop myself from crying. Elias' cold voice slowly said, "She's my sister's friend and a student working at my house. She's basically our maid." My heart completely froze. So after six months together, I was just a maid to him. I was someone he could kiss and sleep with, but never publicly show. I swallowed the bitterness, straightened my back, and forced a smile.

The Madam spoke, snickering within herself as she gazed over at Crystal who adverted her gaze. In Crystal’s eyes, those tricks that she knows of are not as superior as her own tricks. The Madam probably used her so called ‘tricks’ to seduce someone else’s husband, rather, the first son’s mother. It gives her the eerie vibes that this woman must’ve been a mistress who married the man when the first wife passed away and the firstborn son casted away to the open world.

Lou glanced at him through the rearview mirror, "You are right, my lord. But, if I may ask, why doesn't it apply to Miss Naomi Lee?" "Ah, that woman ...." Enrico rubbed his chin, he seemed to be in thought. "When she became the only woman who managed to break through the territorial boundaries I built, I somehow felt that from that moment on she had become a part of me. And I would never let go of something that was already mine, Lou." Lou didn't talk about it anymore. He actually could have guessed why his master did not let Naomi even though the woman had a lover. Lou finds it strange, why Naomi refuses his master when the women are even queuing and trying to approach him in various ways.

I hated how my body reacted to his, yet I was never going to let him know. “ What is it that you don't want to do anymore? ” He inquired, his tone even more taunting than before. It was such a good time for him to make fun of me. Slowly, I raised my head and found his face just inches apart. ' I get what I want Alice Anderson and with someone as desperate as you, everything is too easy. ' He had said this when he offered me to become his mistress. I did not know or understand anything at that time.

“Like something’s about to happen and no one wants to say it out loud.” “They are.” “For what?” The woman didn’t look at her. “For things to settle.” Eira let out a quiet breath that was almost a laugh. “It doesn’t feel like it will.” “No,” the woman said. “It doesn’t.” That sat there for a bit. Eira pressed her lips together, then said it before she could overthink it. “They call me Mistress.” She picked at a loose thread on her sleeve. “Because I’m a concubine to my own mate.”

“Be my mistress. For, let’s say, a year. You’ll live with me, cater to my needs, and in return, I’ll make sure those men never bother you again. You’ll be safe. Protected.” The words hit me like a slap, igniting a storm of rage and humiliation. My mouth fell open, shock rendering me speechless for a moment. Mistress? Mistress? He thinks he could buy me, like I was some cheap liability to be owned? My hands shook, as I boiled over, drowning out the fear, the exhaustion, everything. “How dare you?” I spat, my voice rising, sharp and venomous. “You think I’m some kind of whore you can just… purchase?