To My Beloved Master Novels & Stories

When we got to the room, all I wanted to do was lay down. 'You will obey me when I tell you something. You are my pet; I am your master. Do you understand me? ' I did not want to speak. I did not want to hear his words; to accept my fate. Sebastian was right. I was to be enslaved. "Yes Kilian, I understand..."

He clutched my jaw tightly in his firm grip and looked right into my eyes. “What made you think that you can escape from here? Not a bird can enter my place without my permission and you thought you could escape from my place and I won't even know. Let me tell you one thing, darling. My eyes are always on you. Your life belongs to me now. Forget about your Mate. I'm your Master now. I will decide your life. You are my slave. Remember that.”

"My Master owns my body. My mouth, my ass and my pussy. I will only cum when given permission." After I said the word cum, he pressed the vibe against my clit again. I struggled to complete the sentence. "I'm in this position because I am a slut for big black cocks." Somehow that was the most difficult sentence to complete because I was thinking more about what Robert was doing compared to what happened with Jerome and Sam. "My Master understands my need to serve black men." OK that was easier to say. "He lets me do that because he loves me." I almost started to cry after I said that.

Then what it will take for him to understand it? "Now I want you to do something." Rose blinked at him as he took a seat beside her on the bed before effortlessly pulling her over his lap. Her covered body slightly brushed against his bare ones making her breathe out unevenly. "From now on don't call me Master." Her eyes snapped up to his soft ones. "What?" He nodded his head, raising his hand and placing it over her rosy cheek letting his thumb caress her soft flesh. "It stings my ear whenever I hear you calling me Master. I admit there was a time when I used to love hearing that word from your lips. It gave me a sense of having authority over someone like you." Rose stared at him with conf

Wait for me my Bea, I'll have you back when the time has come. This will be the last time I will write in here and tell you my feelings because next time, I'll be brave to confess and admit these words in front of you with no hesitations. I will fix myself and my life to be worthy of you. I'll do anything just to have you and that is a promise... Yours truly; ~ The Master Who's Willing To Be Your Slave

“Hey, answer me!” I ignored her. I walked toward Tristan, who stood frozen, watching me approach. "W-what?" he stuttered, his voice losing its usual bite. “I love him, Sir,” I said, looking Tristan dead in the eye. “A maid who doesn’t love her Master isn’t a loyal maid. And as a loyal maid, I love my master deeply. My one and only master, Amon Nicholas Sergio… I love Amon Nicholas Sergio.” I turned, bowing my head for a second.

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

” Do you want me to go faster than this? He's shameless. “I like it, master. I like the way you fucked me. It's so sweet, I think it will be rude for a slave to be moaning and enjoying her master because you're meant to enjoy everything” I let out. He grabs me tightly on my waist. I told you, I give you the permission to drool and enjoy everything” he moans in between his response. I'm your master. You're my slave. My property. So moan for me.

The second shook her head in disbelief. "You know what I think? I think the master is slowly having a soft spot for Madison" The first lowered her voice to say. "Hush-hush! Your voice is too loud, do you want to get into trouble or something? Don't let the Master's favorite slave Emery hear you say that. She might gang up on you, and make life miserable for you for saying something like that about The Master" The second clasped her palms over the first slave's mouth. "I'm just saying, but I heard that the master can never be able to love anyone. Have you forgotten his name? Have you forgotten that his name is Stone? That name can never be in vain" The first exhaled deeply.

When I drop my gaze on it, I notice Ryler’s hand tightening his hold on me. “M-Master…” He looked me straight in the eyes with the same cold expression written on his face. “I owned you. Why are you letting someone touch you?” he asked coldly. My jaw drops. I know that I am his slave. I am a slave. I have no right to say ‘no’ to anyone. Besides, he was the one who let me get touched by his cousins. “Y-you were the one who let them touch me,” I said in a shaking voice.