Mistress Stories Novels & Stories

Katya said. Katya was slowly getting her life back. She was seated by the window reading a book. “What are you reading?” Emma asked. “The Perfect Mistress by Angella Blaine,” the girl replied. “It’s about this girl who fell in love with a married man and started wanting him for herself. Why are you back?” That hit close. Emma figured it was a sure sign that she should leave. Alpha Lucius was as good as married. Emma didn’t want to end up being his mistress. She was sure Michelle would do anything in her power to get married to her mate.

“Should I tell you a story? Nah, it wouldn't matter if you say NO anyway, so here I come… Years ago, the young master was a handsome man who was not only the face of this family, but Madam’s most precious thing in the world. When the young master became a young adult, he wanted to go to the big city but madam was strongly against it, but when he got depressed and started acting out of line, his mother was left with no other choice but to let him go. However, a few years later, the young master returned with an illness. Madam used so much wealth that she almost went broke, but instead of the young master's condition improving, it got worse and finally became what you saw last night. “Madam di

"Dear husband, I, your humble wife, come from a humble background. You already know this. In the beginning, I sang in a small street stall, but I couldn't avoid being gossiped about. Luna Sandra even said that I had an affair with a martial artist and forced him to torture me severely, coercing me into confessing. Although I come from a lower class, I am still pure-hearted. How could I admit to something I didn't do? I had no choice but to desperately plead with the mistress for a chance at life. She gave me an opportunity on the condition that I leave promptly. But before I left, I had to help Luna Sandra fabricate a false accusation against the third miss. I know the third miss and the mis

The couple became pregnant soon after their marriage and gave birth to two gorgeous children. Unfortunately, Miguel’s wife became so ill that even his money couldn’t help. In the end, she died, leaving a distraught man who hasn’t really recovered. Even though Kuda understood this part, he still wondered why his friend has so many mistresses. However, his mistresses were withering there for a maximum of six months or one year, depending on the lady’s luck. At the same time, he had this one mistress who had been with him for five years and is still a mystery. As guys, they don’t question what happens in the bedroom or in relationships.

“don’t worry about it Sarah and I want you to stay, it’s not easy to find a nanny who takes care of the family like you do, besides I need you to take baby John to the hospital tomorrow, “ she said with sarcasm but at the same time like she really meant it. “You don’t have to accommodate me, I will leave” “No, don’t. We don’t want to raise suspicions to the public, we know just how much they love juicy stories, and besides its good for the wife to know her husband’s mistress, you know to be sure they are safe from any wild sickness, we are healthy Sarah aren’t we?” “Yes, ma’am” “And faithful to our husband?” “Yes, ma’am” “Good, I have something to ask of you and this is not a request,” Prisc

"Stella! Using Mom to trick me wasn't enough; now you're trying to threaten me with divorce?" The warm touch of the antique locket felt just like Claire holding my hand, making my eyes well up with tears. "Martin, do you still think I'm lying to you even now? In seven years of marriage, have I ever neglected Mom once? But ever since Waverly came back, you stopped caring about anything at home.

Isabella, on the other hand, seemed unbothered. "Me? A mistress? No, of course not," she replied lightly while giving her husband a sharp look. Elena was aware of that, but chose to remain unfazed. "I did, however, speak with a few mistresses. I listened to their stories without prejudice and, surprisingly, I learned a lot about them. So, one day, I decided to write a book about them." "Wow, that's truly interesting." She nodded as she sipped her wine. "Would you say that what they're doing is, to some extent, right?"

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.

I have been with him when he was a child,and he grow up to be fond of me though he is really cruel, he beats me up sometimes" She smiles What how can he beat up a woman close to be his mother or even older than his mother? That sassy arrogant bastard!! Who does he think he is huh?! "You okay miss? She asked and i smiled nodding "Am Mrs Dara anyway" "Am Sera" I says "Mam please am I the first mistress here? I added She smiled"I think you are the twelfth " "What? Twelfth?! I almost yelled "Yes and some ends up leaving in months or years after he is done with him, some ones who tried to escape before there time ends up died and there body sent to her family"

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