Novel & Cerita Mistress Slave Stories

Cindy whispered to Mark, her hand still on his leaking dick. “But……Cindy..I” “I'm never allow that toothpick of yours into my pussy anymore, so it is you know your place cuck.” She interrupted him, with a small smile. “Please, please, I know my place mistress, please it hurts.” Mark cried, pointing at his dick that Cindy held. “From now henceforth, I'm your mistress and my bull your master. You will always be on a cuckcage, and cum only when i give you permission. Is that understood?” She asked reducing the pressure on his dick.

Lucifer Alpha's Slave is a Dark romance novel intended for adults readers only. This book has a villainous heroes, enemies to lovers, angst, and explicit/ intense/ kinky-forced situations. If you're looking for a sweet romance, then this book is NOT for you. *********************** Exempt from the story ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "You should have knelt down when I asked you to. You shouldn't have challenged me but you did. Now, you will see my warth." "I am begging you, stop this." she tried again, maybe he will change his mind. It wasn't her fault she couldn't bow down to him. She just can't.

Three years after my husband, Lucien Vance, put me on a household spending card linked to his account, he hired Camilla Bennett to manage his money. From then on, every dollar I spent needed her approval. "Nine dollars for a cab? The bus costs one dollar." Denied. "An air conditioner for your mom? She's gone without one for decades. What's changed?" Denied. Lucien watched me fume and said, "Camilla knows what she's doing. She's helping us save money. You know I can't stand gold diggers." Then Lucien's mother, Nora Vance, landed in the ICU with severe pneumonia. She needed a ventilator, antibiotics, and continuous hemofiltration. The bill came to $30,000. Camilla denied it again. My hands s

She said. “Why not me?” He asked. “Because she’s the Kings slave.” Master's voice came up behind him. “Oh, plea-“ the man turned around and was met with Master's death glare. “My apologies, my king.. I-I didn’t realize..” the man said. “You should have realized the first two times she told you no,” Master said. The man bowed his head and quickly took off. I heard Lillian and Sylvia giggle behind me as they watched the man run away in fear.

He had even said she'll stay for a while. 'Many other Alphas have mistresses or sex slaves and no one ever cares', I remembered him saying and immediately panicked. Was Max trying to bring in a mistress? Or even worse a sex slave? A mistress was manageable as she would be recognized by everyone and it would just be like there was a second Luna. A sex slave however meant that the girl was a slave from another pack or the human world and Wolf's Crest had zero tolerance for slaves. If Max found himself one of those, the werecouncil could banish him claiming that he was going against the laws of the land.

Soon I felt him breathing normally and caressing my scalp. " You're not getting it. Whether you treat me like a mistress or not doesn't matters. Because I'm one. A woman who sleeps with a man without love, a relationship, or before marriage is addressed as a Mistress. On top of that, I get paid for my service every time. Isn't it? " I said and he went stilled. He cursed under his breath and took hold of my chin. " Then tell me what do you want me to do? Should I marry you because of that! " he snapped at me making me cry more. I wept like a baby burying my face in the sheet.

"That was the day I lost her. That was the day I ceased being a mother. All she believed was that we stole from the Mafia Lord and she was paying bigger for our sins. I could not blame her for believing so because that was what everyone made her believe. She ended up not knowing the truth and still does not know" "For years, the Mistress and the other slave girls suffered. Most of them were r@ped, used in many ways, and violated countlessly. They were used as a form of entertainment during the numerous gatherings but luckily, Vicenta was always pushed aside because of how fragile and immature she looked. She still did not grow big bre@sts and bûtt like the other girls, but she was not spared

"Do you ever think about how many people your desire for a bit of slavery have affected, Domina? Not just Lisa, you and Master, who it started with, but Jerry and Reneé, Janet and Chen, Rhonda and me. Even your business was a function of it, so through that, it's affecting Shasta, Alice, Charlotte, and Melanie." "Two others were affected as well," I said. "Sarah became a Mistress after meeting us walking naked on the Pacific Crest Trail and her slave, Regina's husband, Ron, became a male slave after a poker game he witnessed us serving at. I only touched briefly on them on Memorial Day, but Ron was the male slave your mother fucked that day." "Sarah is with Regina's husband, Domina?"

"FUCK ME LIKE A BOSS! CLAIM YOUR PRIZE!" Dominic was going crazy. He was talking dirty, calling me his "little office slut" and his "forbidden gift." The words made my blood boil. I felt like a wild animal. I started to bounce on him, my hair flying in my face, my moans turning into raw, animalistic growls. "TELL ME!" he roared, his hands digging into my thighs until his fingerprints stayed behind. "WHO IS THE MASTER OF THIS HOUSE TONIGHT?" "YOU! YOU ARE!" I yelled. "FUCK ME HARDER, DOMINIC! DESTROY ME!"

Mistress mommy then broke the kiss and looked from me, back to mistress Chantel, and said "Oh, we are being rude. We are now in a three way relationship and we should not treat our slave so wrongly. Why don't we include her in our kiss?" Mistress mommy then leaned down to my pussy and pulled mistress Chantel down with her. I gasped and bucked my hips, as they both began kissing passionately around my sensitive clit. I moaned deeply at the amazing feeling of this. My mistresses continued to kiss each other and my clit, until mistress mommy said "Ok, slut. Now I am going to take care of our slave's little clit, why don't you see to her wet pussy. We can show her what she can expect from our ne