Mistress Novels & Stories

I slowly opened it, my face remained impassive, and walked in, pointing my gun at the man who had just done a deep thrust to his wh*re, she was now gripping the bedsheet and screaming in pleasure. "Hands up! Don't ever make a move." They were both roused from their lust lands as they both turned their heads in my way. Both were drenched in perspiration and struggling to regain their breath. The lady flinched and swiftly pulled herself up; I can see her trembling in panic as the man, who had been looking at me with dull eyes, slowly adjusts himself. My eyes welled up with tears, but I tried my best to keep them back and stay cool, stern, and emotionless in front of him. After this day swears

the madame said. "I don't know what you are talking about" Camilla said as she glanced away. "Madame, I am not trying to be rude but it's normal if you and the master are sleeping with each other but I will urge you to be careful and not fall deeply for him. In all the years I have worked here, the master has had several mistresses and a lot of them have tried to get him to fall in love with them but they have all failed, I would advise you to be careful" the madame told her.

Finally, she agreed, saying, "Alright, since this is the only request you have asked of me, I will grant it. However, you must continue to be loyal to me or your petite wife will face the consequences.” Accepting her condition, I nodded and said, "Thank you so much, I will always be loyal, Mistress." My words made her smile. She stood up, grabbed her favorite wine, and offered me a glass, saying, "Let's toast for a job well done. Making Susan lose her child and driving her crazy brings me great pleasure. Come, celebrate with me," as she played music and danced alone. Yes, I orchestrated Susan's miscarriage. When Mistress heard t

“Please pick up the folders, Ms. Escobar.” I bent down. My hands trembled as I picked up the folders and put them on his table. There was a long silence between us. Lifting my face to look at him, I saw him watching me intensely like I was some movie that piqued his curiosity. “You’re too young. Did you enjoy being my father’s mistress?” he asked with a blatant tone. I felt dismayed at his accusation. He was no different from the people in this school. “You ruined my family.”

" He wouldn't come back for dinner and wasn't always there when Madam needed him. Madam started thinking he was cheating on her but it was not in any way true. But despite finding out Master was faithful, Madam committed a very huge and unforgivable mistake " " Madam started having an affair right under Master's nose and even on their marital bed with none other than..." " Masters best friend who was in fact his business rivalry...

That day changed her from the sweet and lovable girl she was to the girl am living with Well everybody deserted her but not me She's more than my boss she's my daughter And I'll do everything within my power to keep her safe and maybe help her find love But the only thing bothering is why would my mistress buy a male slave? We have so many maids in the mansion so what's the need to buy a male slave? It's kinda weird ! I exhaled deeply and covered my self with the duvet and drafted off to sleep Next morning..... I walked downstairs to prepare breakfast for my mistress,miss Tina and apparently the new slave

After all, I was the mistress. And now, here I was, legally married to Harold, holding all the rights of a wife on paper—yet I was being haunted by the exact same woman. Still Cyndrel. Cyndrel again, and again, and again. It was always her, ruining every single chance I had at happiness. A stray tear escaped my eye, burning hot against my cheek. I quickly wiped it away with the back of my hand, forcing myself to stop, refusing to let him see me unravel.

She looked down at her warm coffee cup, rubbed the edge of the rim, and then looked back up at me. “I was so angry at you for a very long time,” she said honestly, her voice low. “I genuinely thought you were his secret mistress.” She chuckled like she was making fun of herself. “I thought you were the reason my marriage fell apart into pieces. It took me months of pain to finally see you as a real person instead of just the main cause of my sadness.” She paused for a second. “But you are not the person who lied straight to my face. Flynn did that all on his own. You were just… there. You were just trying to survive the storm yourself. Exactly like I was tryin

Jade stands a few feet away from the door and smirks. "Don't let all the flattering go to your head, you're still nothing but a pawn to Zion" "If you're going to be a mistress you should at least have some shame, don't you think?" "What are you talking about? The one who isn't loved is the mistress. Beside I was there first" "What kind of twisted logic is that?" "A mistress is person who sleeps with a married person, I'm married to him, you aren't." "Why am I even arguing with you? I look insane"

This can't be real! "Oh it is very real, Travis," she spoke in a dark chilling voice. "How ironic is it that after all those women you sold off to the highest bidder, that your end would come at the hands of one you thought you'd be able to sell?" "How could she possibly know about that?" was the single thought racing through Travis' brain amidst the rising sense of dread. "You're no woman. You're a monster!" Giggling, she leaned forward. "Oh, how right you are," she whispered in his ear.