The Mistress Book Novels & Stories

It was deserted there and maybe Gladwin had left again or she hadn't come back yet. Lucy gave a tissue to Lilyana who was still crying. "Let me get you a drink." The woman then got up from her chair, she headed to the kitchen and got a glass of water for her best friend. "Lucy." Lilyana said, still sobbing. "Yes, Lily?" "Do you believe that Ed has been cheating on me?" Lucy who heard the question could only remain silent. She didn't know what to say while Ed Shane's mistress was the girl she had hired.

The Mistress plodded along as a steady pace with the servant struggling to keep up with her. Along the way there were numerous stops, because at each picturesque overlook Eve wanted to take pictures. Because she looked forward to the breaks and was grateful for any opportunity to rest, Trish enthusiastically modeled for Eve's camera. The Mistress was glad to see that her servant was cheerful about being photographed, not embarrassed and sullen as she had been a few weeks before.

She always found it hard to stay angry at Ruth and Ruth knew this so she made sure she milked it. "Ruth! This is insane!" Christine exclaimed in admiration. "I know right? I still can't get over the fact that this is mine!" Ruth said. "This has to be the most beautiful house I have ever seen in my life!" Christine commented with her head facing the ceiling as she admired the high ceiling adorned with the finest chandeliers she had ever set her eyes on. "And you women are the most beautiful women I have ever seen in my life..." A voice said and just like magic, she stood frozen.

"Oh no! I forgot the name of the hotel where I stayed." Leo laughed a little. "I know it! We're in the same hotel!" he said, then sat back in the chair near Maya's bed. "How do you know?" Maya asked suspiciously. Her forehead wrinkled as she looked at Leo with a scrutinizing gaze. "Aah—" Leo forgot. He slipped up. He couldn't say that he knew Sabrina, the woman who had been Adam's mistress for years. Fortunately, he had a better idea. "We have the same key!" he said, showing the card with the same design and color as Maya's. They both laughed together.

With or without a girlfriend With or without a wife As long as they are bearable in my eyes, I will flirt with them. I two-timed and three-timed. trying to find love but no matter how hard I tried, I still can't. Then when I saw Alex after so many years, I found it again, and surprisingly, even I'm a mistress, I became loyal only to him and offered him everything. I'm actually a slut but I'm a proud slut because I never bedded a man aside from Alex.

“I’ve already said it, nothing is going on between us. “I don’t want to be here if it means the two of you are going to get divorced. “If you hadn’t sent my mother after me, causing her to make a scene at my place every day, Joseph wouldn’t have felt sorry that I couldn’t rest properly and brought me here.” It was true—I had encouraged Marcy. After all, a mother beating a daughter who became a mistress fit social morals rather well. I tucked a strand of hair behind my ear and smiled. “Monica, being a mistress isn’t as simple as you think. “From the very first day you climbed into his bed, you should’ve known this was the consequence. “And all this? This is only the beginning.” Monica flushed

While he longs to get his hands on Lyra–and the mistress has been delaying there plans because she wants to wait for the right time, he wants to fuck this mistress too. She's a beautiful woman, but with a dark heart. He wants her. But, he doesn't want to die yet too. Scarlett smiled. "Of course, I'm smart. Trust me, today will be fun." Andrew watched the Mistress's backside. All the while she stares out of the window, he kept watching her. Too bad she isn't the one he's really craving to fuck. "So, what about the other plan? Our main plan? When are we going to carry it out?" Andrew asked the mistress, licking his lips.

-Vera- I sat with the other mistresses, Lara and Agatha as I recounted the account of the previous night to them. “As it seems, the new mistress, or should have been Luna,” I expressed visibly, extending my hand and allowing a moment to sink in her titled description. The other ladies snickered at it and I continued satisfied. “Happens to be a weakling who is no match for the alpha. So he had to send for me when she passed out.”

Thank you to those who still are here and are still patiently waiting for this book to commence. Like I said, I almost forgot this book's entire plot, so if you had asked me a couple weeks ago what MISTRESS was all about, I wouldn't know, I would only look at you blankly. But don't be scared because I had reread the book and darn! I Looked at my work and I shrieked at how I had written the story, I shouldn't have written it in such a bland and knowing way that gives everything off.

"Mistress is expecting you. Follow me please." She was a little on the heavier side, but not unpleasing to look at, so I happily followed her to the rear of the house. Her bottom was streaked with red welts; seven or eight, she was moving too quickly to count. She opened a door to a large room with subdued lighting, with a number of cages, posts, and furniture I couldn't guess the purpose of. There were whips hanging on the walls, rods or canes neatly organized in little bins, shelves filled with dildos and vibrators of nearly every description. There was a male in a tiny cage on the floor, lapping up some food off a plate, a bowl of water beside it. There was a lovely, very naked young woma