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he said, sternly. My smile disappeared. I looked at him with great contempt. "What's that, please?" I didn't like the suspense. I just wish he could notice and talk quicker. I pray it won't be too bad. He grinned from ear to ear and then looked intently at me. "You'll be my mistress." He dropped the bombshell. 'Well, not too bad,' I thought. After all, I knew how to do all a mistress does. I could wash, I could clean, I could… But then, does he really need a mistress?

“She knows that we were fucking each other behind her back. In our own home.” My heart stopped beating. My eyes widened as I stared at him, the blood completely draining from my face. “She found them, Sandra. She saw the video tapes. The sex tapes we made,” David confessed, the brutal reality hanging in the quiet air between us like a executioner’s axe. “She watched it. Every single thing. There was absolutely nothing left for me to say to defend myself, because the truth was right there in front of her. She knows you were my mistress.”

I was supposed to be offended by that but somehow I find it cute seeing her do that. It reminded me of our dating days, she was always so cute when she was angry. “I came here to ask how we are going to do this? And are you serious about me being your mistress?” She asks, saying the last part in a serious tone. “It was just to spike you, trust me, though I do want to do naughty things with you but we are going to keep it professional like you said. This is a deal between us, you warm my bed for a year to pay back what you owe.”

We laid down there with her on my top. “Fuck me, bitch. Fuck me in your boyfriend’s bed,” I grabbed her hair, then pulled her for a kiss. I groaned when she held my neck and choke me as she moves on my top. “I’ll do as you say, master,” she whispered seductively. She let me suck her nipples as she enjoyed fucking my cock. I alternatively suck her nipples until I felt her convulsed on my top, indicating that she’s got her second release. I could feel how wet her pussy was now, and it just adds to my lust.

This is so confusing, I better wait for them to explain than analyse. "Elizabeth I didn't know you have so much sexual fantasies..." Jeanette teased as she read through the front page of her copy of the diary. As she read further she suddenly covered her mouth as she gasped in shock, "You prefer sex with Damon over Xander.... Then why do you still choose Xander?" Jeanette asked and I saw Alicia give her theeye but she ignored as she ran on, "You see between love or sex, I'd go with sex... Love has an expiry date just like everything in this world but you see sex... It doesn't go old, it's ageless... Each style brings a whole different pleasure. Don't get me wrong, I too have slept with Xande

"Nate, don't think you can financially strangle me into conceding. I'm telling you right now, she is a mistress, and I'll make sure she wears that label for the rest of her life. She'll never hold her head up high. "If you want to give her a legitimate title, then you do it my way. I don't care about the Keller family, but I will get my money. "Otherwise, I'll release every video of you and her sneaking around together all these years. When the stock drops and shareholders start losing money, what do you think will happen then?" Nate hadn't expected me to choose mutual destruction over submission. That was who I was. I, Wendy, always rose above it all. Even the mistress who had replaced my m

she snapped I got in quickly and she drove off without sparing me a glance Well I never thought being a slave is gonna be easy Moscow briefed me why most women bought male slaves He said it's to satisfy their s£xual urge since their husbands we're so busy for them And truth be told majority of the people that attended tonight we're mid aged women I thought I'll be brought by one as a s£x slave but I was wrong I received the shock of my life when I got sold off to the pretty lady I saw earlier I was so happy... thinking that she'll be nice but hell was I wrong ! After my new mistress conversation with the lady I assume is her cousin I knew she's nothing close to nice We got into the room whic

“I’ve already said it, nothing is going on between us. “I don’t want to be here if it means the two of you are going to get divorced. “If you hadn’t sent my mother after me, causing her to make a scene at my place every day, Joseph wouldn’t have felt sorry that I couldn’t rest properly and brought me here.” It was true—I had encouraged Marcy. After all, a mother beating a daughter who became a mistress fit social morals rather well. I tucked a strand of hair behind my ear and smiled. “Monica, being a mistress isn’t as simple as you think. “From the very first day you climbed into his bed, you should’ve known this was the consequence. “And all this? This is only the beginning.” Monica flushed

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.

His fingers closed around it, like he had done it before and never been told no in a way that mattered. “Let go,” I said immediately. Instead, he leaned in slightly, voice lowering. “Do you know what I think?” he said, almost conversational. “Women like you just like to get fucked by rich men. That’s why you end up in places like this instead of somewhere respectable.” A flicker of heat rose in my chest, but I kept my expression neutral. “You don’t know anything about me.” “You look like a whore,” he sneered. “Oh, maybe you really wanted to get fucked that’s why you’re arguing with us?”