The Master นิยาย & เรื่องราว

And somewhere within this intoxicating kingdom of desire… Master William Steele watched over it all.

My stomach churned as we exchanged a tense look, both of us clearly dreading the same thing. “Fine. Let’s get it over with.” We pushed the doors open together. The Master was seated on a high-backed chair, his silhouette framed by the flickering firelight. He held a glass of wine, swirling the red liquid lazily, calmly. It was a kind of calm that made my blood run cold. “Ah, there you are,” the Master drawled, his voice deceptively smooth. “I was starting to think you wouldn’t show.” My pulse spiked as Wanni and I stepped inside, the doors slamming shut behind us with a finality that felt suffocating.

My Master disappears from the room, to return a minute or so later with his briefcase and a bowl of ice cubes. Grinning wickedly, he opens the case, pointedly turning it with the lid facing back to me, so that I cannot see the contents. However, I recognise the spreader bar he produces. Quickly he shackles my ankles into the bar, spreading my legs apart so that I hover with difficulty between standing and supporting my weight on the cuffs. I am now stretched upwards, legs spread and my Master can circle me.

"No one. That's the point; you're all too finicky. Just give me a couple minutes before I stand up. Might as well let the wrigglers have a chance to work before I stand up and they all run down my leg." "Hey, I planted quite a few of those bastards way up there," Master protested. "They shouldn't all run down your leg." "Gravity has its way with most things, sir. Are you ready to pull out of me so I can stop crushing Rhonda?" Master rolled off Lisa, who rolled off Rhonda. There was a cock to clean and I was just the slave to do it. "Mmm," Master panted. "I may not be able to get an erection again tonight, but you can keep doing that anyway. Rhonda, a quick question for you. I saw you let Bil

Who knows how it started, but the young master himself forbade them from telling Elena about this. “Y-Young master… He has a lot of work, Miss. So he won’t return for a few days.” He answered clearly, although he was a little flustered. He answered Elena’s question according to the young master’s order, who was now watching them from the dining table. “Oh? I thought it was the young master that arrived this afternoon?” Elena said in confusion. The people in the room could barely breathe. Elena looked at Thomas who was still there, she looked like she was thinking and Thomas seemed to read her mind.

The elder who had spoken about him getting a wife heaved a huge sigh of relief thanking his stars as the master seemed to be sparing him. He turned to the other elders and casted them a long angry look. "You all are sitting there not saying a word, what if the master had ordered my prosecution? I would not speak to the Master concerning getting a wife as I do not want to land myself in trouble. As you all know, my wife is pregnant and I have sons and animals under my care. I do not want to loose my life by Master Damien's sword." he rasped and stomped out of the room.

He asked, his tone dripping with authority. Jasmine titled her head slightly, chin raised to sophistication. “Where I go is non of your business, Mr master,” Mr Master? Jerald’s brows twitched slightly, amusement tugging at his invisible expression. She was back with a sharp tone. What a sweet name. Mr Master. His lips twitched softly, curling into a deadly smirk wrapped in seduction. His hand rose, moving closer to her face. Jasmine stilled as his fingers hovered only an ich away from her face.

She came out of her trance as she let out a breath which she didn't know she was holding, she said, "I-I 'm sorry. Let's start our tour." Amused by her sudden reaction, the white-haired only chuckled while the other one stood there with a boring face. He said, "Sure, ladies first miss Gabriel." She nodded at his response and the girl turned with her cheeks red and her body drained and she stepped out of the room along with two boys. She said, "Let's start our tour, master..." "Noah it is for me and he's Kaal." The white hair pointed to the black one. She nodded and think its a wired name, but why would she be bothered. She said, "Then let's start, Master Noah and Master Kaal."

He wore a black silk robe over a gray shirt and sweatpants. He still looked handsome. Just... tired. As though life had exhausted him. "Good afternoon, Young Master," Madame Beatrice greeted politely, bowing her head. Only then did he glance in our direction. His gaze landed on me. Sharp. Cold. Evaluating. The kind of stare that made people look away. I didn't. "Your new personal maid has arrived," Madame Beatrice continued. His expression didn't change. Not even slightly. For several seconds, silence filled the room.

That day changed her from the sweet and lovable girl she was to the girl am living with Well everybody deserted her but not me She's more than my boss she's my daughter And I'll do everything within my power to keep her safe and maybe help her find love But the only thing bothering is why would my mistress buy a male slave? We have so many maids in the mansion so what's the need to buy a male slave? It's kinda weird ! I exhaled deeply and covered my self with the duvet and drafted off to sleep Next morning..... I walked downstairs to prepare breakfast for my mistress,miss Tina and apparently the new slave