Taming Master Ch 1 Novels & Stories

"I'm so sorry Master, I didn't mean to peek. I was just trying to get fresh air and then I saw that man kneeling down and then..." "Shut up." He glared, cocking his gun and pointing it at her head. "I hate when people peek or eavesdrop on things. Things they're not supposed to hear. How many lives do you have Bambi?" He asked. "None. I thought I had a life but right now seeing the situation I'm in Master. I don't have a life." She mumbled and he nodded, bringing the gun down. She was his after all and sooner or later he'd make sure she would become as docile as they all come to be after he was done with them.

‘What use of chanting and hopeful thinking, when the man already saw her? She chuckled at the irony, there is no use of hiding but she can’t help but develop a trauma against humans. She let them touch her, yet their hands were filled with the fire that burned her insides. “Stay there” the man’s deep yet gentle voice ordered, talking to the woman who called him. “But young master, your eyes are still not yet fully healed!” “Trust me, I can do it this time,” he replied back, chuckling at how worrywart his nurse is.

Pleasure burned through me - raw and wild - until I couldn’t tell where I ended and my lover began. It was too much. Too perfect. Too And then his body shifted just as I arched and surrendered to the peak of his touch. He shivered but not the human kind. A ripple, bones cracking, muscles snapping and twisting beneath the skin like smoke bending. Flesh rippled. Hands shrank. Nails thickened into claws. He jerked forward and the thickest fur started to spread over flesh. I just... Froze. He looked like something let loose from hell. “What in the..!” I gasped, choking on my own breath. I closed and opened my eyes - and found himself looking into the amber gaze of a dog.

Cian growled possessively as he sunk his canines into the soft spot of my neck, his sharpened incisors tore through my skin as they formed a permanent mark upon my body, Cien was claiming his territory as it told others that I now belonged to him. A burning sensation began to spread from my neck and linked its way through my nerve endings until it consumed every cell within my body. A scream erupted from my lungs as a burning sensation spread from my abdomen and tore through my spine making my eyes water from the endless pain.

This was an year old picture of him standing topless for the playboy magazine. "Now what the hell is wrong with her?" Troy frowned and then walked out of the office instantly, wiping away the sweat from his forehead. The only person Troy was afraid of was his grandmother, Mrs. Herarld Dawson, his only living family. Troy was closest to her grandmother ever since he was born and perhaps that is why she was the only person who could control the untammed tiger.

"You heard him. Entertain us." "Yes, master," we both said, and wasted no time in taking off our clothes. Our bodies shook in fear of the unknown. But fear for what we knew would happen to us if we didn't do it, drove us on. We were finally naked and I took her lips in mine. They tasted dry but I lapped them up. Her hands rubbed my cock until I came up as hard as I could. "Down!" Elias ordered. I looked and Lord Kael was watching me with an intense gaze. His icy blue eyes were penetrating.

I reach… My Master's arms follow mine… … the chink of a carabiner snapping into place… … an arm looping around my waist… The lift as I rise on my toes… The clink of adjusting chain… The stretch of muscle and tendon… The tension in my arms… … and a slight release of the strain as my weight settles onto the balls of my feet. I'm not suspended, but I am teetering, only the support from above keeping me upright. My breathing is tight, accelerating. Pussy pulses. Clitty cavorts and capers. Hmmming in satisfaction, my Master stands close, frisking hands over my body. His cheek close by mine, he mutters, "Very soon, I'm going to fuck you 'til you squeal, but first…"

It was a strange thought because the master was a vampire, and should not be capable of showing such feelings. “Let’s sit. You need to regain some control of your emotions,” he said calmly. She allowed him to lead her to a chair, opposite his. Her eyes touched the whole chair to be sure that the master hadn't woven magic over it. When she didn’t see any visible signs like parrots dancing wildly, she sat down carefully. A slight look towards the master, showed he was already seated , and buried in his book. She watched as his red eyes served as a touch to illuminate the words. Even from a distance, she could make out the words, though she didn’t understand what it meant.

“If you don't want to be like them, then quit whining like a baby. ” “Ahhhhh” I let out a scream, before attacking wildly at him. But he didn’t move, his hand moved a little, and that was all it took to see me tumbling forward awkwardly. “Knees down, chest up.” master's shout reached me, snapping me out of my thoughts. But through the madness, I could see a twinkle of acknowledgement in my master's eyes. For a second I thought I had imagined it, but he didn’t give me time to find out.

Trev growled in my ear. He bit the side of my neck hard, sending a sharp tingle of pleasure shooting straight into my pussy. I began to buck against him as if he were already inside me. He growled against my neck as if he were an alpha wolf and he wanted to establish his dominance over me. He didn't need to, I knew at that moment who my Master was, and he was not giving me any choice, but to submit to him and his control over my body. I gave in happily, gratefully even.