Mr Masters Novels & Stories

Layla explained, her eyes scanning the room nervously. I gazed at her stomach and she began telling me about he so-called masters, the Taller one name was Master Bradon, according to Layla he had a pinch of heart in his body but the short one name Master Carlos was Ruthless and despicable, he was the one that raped her and got her pregnant.

The man assured her, and helped her up because she had knelt beside him. “Miss Thompson, the Young Master has already arranged a mansion for you. You can move in anytime you want. He'll be responsible for all your needs from now on.” The assistant responded. A gasp escaped her lips. Her excitement knew no bounds. “I'm going to be living in a mansion, huh? I'm about to be freaking rich”. “I'll see you some other time. You have my card, you can call me anytime” Richard said after staring at Emma for the last time, and left the store.

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My mind and body were already bound to him. Suddenly, I heard footsteps coming from the front porch, and I knew it was Master long before I saw him. Master had just come back from work. He walked into the sitting room with slow and unhurried steps. His tall, broad-shouldered frame came into view. He was dressed in black slacks and a crisp white shirt, the sleeves rolled up to reveal his strong, veined forearms. His hair was slicked back, jaw clean-shaven, and his cold grey eyes swept the room as he stepped inside.

"What kind of work do the Masters actually do?" Rita stopped eating, staring at me in utter disbelief before bursting into a loud laugh. "You can’t be serious, right, Rea? There isn't a soul in the world who doesn't know what they do!" I just blinked, looking thoroughly confused. "God, Rea, you are so incredibly innocent," Rita explained, shaking her head. "The brothers are the top, most powerful young billionaires in the entire world today. I’ve been working for them for three years now. What I do know is that they are incredibly generous when it comes to paying and protecting their employees... but whatever you do, you must never end up on their bad side."

Five years later, Aurora Tech's valuation surpassed one hundred billion dollars, cementing its position as a global leader in AI. I was named Forbes "Tech Personality of the Year," the cover headline declaring: [The Code King: From Outsourced Programmer to Tech Giant.] My company had moved into a landmark skyscraper in the city center. My office occupied the top floor, offering a panoramic view of the entire skyline. One day, my assistant informed me of an unusual visitor. "Mr. Bart, Peter Mahone—the former VP from your old company—says he has urgent business with you."

Her juices glistened on his fingers and palm, the smell tantalizing him. As he removed his fingers away from her, Anita heard sucking sounds; in curiosity, she raised her head from the pillow, shocked to see her master for the night sucking at his finger like he just finished a delicious meal. All the while, he looked into her eyes with no shame, and being the shameless master he was, he dipped his finger into her again, causing her to toss her head back with a shudder. Finally, he couldn't help himself and decided to slurp the honey directly from her blooming flower. He lapped at her folds and pressed on her clitoris vibrator before finally plunging his tongue directly into her womanly fold

My feet were glued to the ground and my heart stopped heating when he shot an icy apathetic glance at me with that inscrutable look. “Don’t you dare being impolite to Mr. Drakos!” Mrs. Manson scoffed at me. I dropped my head quickly before my stunned expression being caught by her. Mr. Drakos. The third master. How could he be here? “Mr. Drakos. I’m terribly sorry for the rudeness of this slave! I’ll give her a lesson for sure.” Mr. Manson said in a new and rather flattery tone, before she nervously put forward the question, “It’s our honor to have you here, Master. B…but, may I ask what brought you here today?”

Mavin asked angrily while glaring at Arthur with gritty teeth. He hated this Arthur guy, first, he stole his high school and college crush, and now what was he doing at this party? "Get the fuck out of here before I call security on you, people like you shouldn't be allowed here!" Mavin continued in a harsh tone as he violently poked Arthur in the chest, his voice was high this time, getting everyone's attention. What Mavin didn't know was that the man he is insulting is the Master Stark everyone has been waiting for, and everyone knew that except him.

Though I noticed after the thing with the dress, other Masters watched him more closely when he was using me. Another change is Master Pete got married! He finally found someone who was OK with his crazy schedule, and OK with him being part owner of a fuck slave. He even had me over to do threesomes with the two of them when they first started dating. She was pretty wild; she would do almost anything sexual. For the bachelor party, I stripped and fucked all of the guys and she watched the whole thing as Master Pete streamed it to her. After I was covered with the cum of 43 men, lots of double and even triple loads, Master Pete hauled me naked through the hotel and up to their room where his