Mistress Novels & Stories

"It's none of my business?" Lucien's lips curl into a grim smile. "Don't forget-you're my mistress. A mistress follows the rules." Mistress. The word stabs at Nina's dignity, and the bitter reality of her situation crashes down on her. A mistress. That's all I am.

(Séraphine’s POV) Night came faster than I expected. I didn’t eat. Didn’t sleep. I just sat by the window, watching the moon rise above the trees — the same moon that once meant freedom. Now it only reminded me of the life I lost. Every now and then, I caught myself thinking about his offer. Two years as his mistress. Two years in this place, under his rules, under his eyes. It sounded like hell. But what if hell was exactly where I needed to be?

I looked at Chantel pleadingly, but she only smiled at me as she said "Don't worry slut, mistress mommy is an amazing lover. I know you love it when I dominate you, now just imagine how sexy you will feel when you have two beautiful black mistresses to pleasure." Brenda then settled down on the bed on one side of me, as Chantel settled down on my other side. Brenda then said, "She's right. I know you are a natural slave. You see, Chantel is my daughter slut. She services my every demand, and has done so for a very long time. I am her mistress mommy, as I am the head of this family. So you will add

I asked, my tone laced with anger. He laughed as he pulled me closer. “You don't have to drag this out, Alexa. Just stay in your position, no one can replace you in my life. Be a good girl and it will all work out.” His words were laced with a possessiveness that made my skin crawl. "And what exactly is that position?" I shot back, my tone dripping with sarcasm struggling to keep my anger in check. He smiled, his eyes gleaming with loftiness. "As my manager, supervisor, the twin's nanny, but most importantly, my mistress." His hand reached out to caress my face.

Irene stopped abruptly and looked at Alice by the stair case squinting her eyes meaningfully “What does it look like?” “Don't you think we need to talk? or are you going to act like there's nothing to address” Alice said smirking at Irene like one who had won a foreseen battle. Irene glanced at her with dislike and thought that I'll only be nice if she'd give her a piece of her mind. “What should we talk about..... uhh, that you betrayed me or you were my fiance's Mistress while you pretended to sympathize with me all along”. this time she spoke slightly up angry

Nerissa spat angrily, but Isabella shook her head. "But you also know the truth, Nerissa. Mateo and I, we never signed any divorce papers. You're living a lie." Nerissa sneered. "Oh, please. You disappeared, Isabella. In the eyes of the world, you were as good as dead. Mateo moved on. We're married now. That makes you the mistress, trying to worm her way back into his life!" Nerissa said heatedly, she's breathing hard, her cheeks and ears slightly reddened. Isabella feels like there's a huge knife that stabs her chest with every word she says.

I held and squeezed Ruth’s hand, who still sat frozen on the sofa. "Sarah, wait!" Derrick called out. "Where are you going?" Kendall whined as Derrick pulled away from her and ran after me. Sonia looked bewildered as Derrick chased me. "Sarah, wait!” Finally, Derrick caught up to me. "What now?" I asked, annoyed. "We’re getting back together, right? Don’t worry about Kendall. She’ll accept being the mistress because you’ll always be my wife," Derrick said shamelessly. "Hey, Derrick, sleeping with a hooker has messed up your brain, huh? Speak with some sense. Now move. I’m leaving."

“My world, she is Phoenix, right? The woman next to her is to be an international model.” “I can’t believe it's real. Phoenix. I want to take photos with her.” Everyone picked up their cellphones and started to take pictures. I frowned. Today’s matter was unexpected to me. I couldn’t let Adriana carry the name of mistress, and I couldn’t be the one to protect the mistress as Gloria said. I coldly looked at Gloria. “Who are you talking about? Tell me what it means to be a mistress?” “She is the mistress. She coveted someone else's fiancé.” Gloria appointed at Adriana

She asked, her lips trembling as she spoke. "I am showing mercy on you, Amara. Be grateful I am not asking you to become his mistress." He hissed through clenched teeth. "If I made you his mistress then get ready to face the worst side of life, because mistresses have no respect in our world. They are tossed around with hundreds of men, warm the bed of different men each night and then die because the pain is too much for them to handle. Is this what you want?!" His angry voice boomed in the four walls of the room.

Christine asked in the most serious voice she had ever spoken in. "Nothing. I am just an extremely horny woman who needs satisfaction that's all!" Ruth answered. "You don't understand Christine and I don't blame you, you have never known the forbidden yet sweet touch of a man before, but trust me when I say this, if you find a man that does not fulfill his fetish neither does he do yours, then you should dump him and move on," Ruth said to Christine in a tender voice.