To My Beloved Master Novels & Stories

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.

"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.

Amir said proudly. Amir wasn’t oblivious to the tension between him and Asher. From the way Asher looked at him, Amir could tell that he had feelings for Sofia. He was used to others being attracted to his girlfriend, but this time, Amir felt irritated by Asher. He couldn’t help but feel small in comparison. Unlike Asher, he wasn’t wealthy. He was a simple mechanic from the Sapang Bato Compound in Angeles. His current outfit, one he’d worn repeatedly for special occasions, was far from luxurious.

Lou glanced at him through the rearview mirror, "You are right, my lord. But, if I may ask, why doesn't it apply to Miss Naomi Lee?" "Ah, that woman ...." Enrico rubbed his chin, he seemed to be in thought. "When she became the only woman who managed to break through the territorial boundaries I built, I somehow felt that from that moment on she had become a part of me. And I would never let go of something that was already mine, Lou." Lou didn't talk about it anymore. He actually could have guessed why his master did not let Naomi even though the woman had a lover. Lou finds it strange, why Naomi refuses his master when the women are even queuing and trying to approach him in various ways.

When I needed my mate to accept me, all my master did was to reject me and now he wants me back after I have made someone else fall in love with me? With a smirk playing across the edge of my lips, i leaned into his embrace and also whispered, "You made me suffer for you, master. Why don't I have my own bit of cake by seeing you go through what I went through because of you?" I know I am still in love with my master because he is my mate, he is my bondage and more than anything. But here I am, foolishly walking back to the bed under his command. I don’t know what has come over me but I am unable to resist him, maybe it is because of the feeling surging they body:

Master Damien's voice thundered and Robin shook. Was that jealousy in his master's tone? How come and could it be that the almighty Master Damien had fallen in love with his slave" he thought still standing rooted on the spot. "Robin!!! Do you perhaps want to lose your head?" Master Damien thundered and Robin shook his head scampering off the room with the plates in his hands. He would think about that later, he wouldn't want to lose his head to his jealous master and now, it seems he wasn't allowed to stare at her any longer.

When she only gazed at him, fighting for breath, unable to speak, his eyes went dark with a need she was afraid she recognized all too well. “Then come, my little pet.” Another order, which should have enraged her. His mouth curved into something sardonic and impossibly sexy. Those wicked eyebrows rose in challenge. “Heel.” Addison felt the words sizzle through her, white-hot and life-altering, and that was when she knew with a sharp burst of clarity that there was only one way this would end.

"As I loved fucking you, slave. I didn't think it was possible to cum as much as I have today. You're magic. You're all magic; all you fucking slaves. You conjure hard pricks out of thin air. Come here and kiss me." "Yes, Master," I said, crawling up his body, sweaty, reeking of sex, my body fair and his dark. I laid in his arms and we kissed as he stroked me, softly, gently. "Just a few minutes more and the day is over. It has been the grandest day of my life and I'm happy I ended it with you, Master." "As am I, Mrs. Rivers." "Not Mrs. Rivers yet, Master, else I'd not be abed with you. Still a slave until Friday." We kissed again. He stroked my breasts, my nipples still hard, peaked from ou

"You have to do what I command, do you not?" You know I do, my Mistress. "Then I command you to take what is rightfully yours. I may not have formally recognized you as my master; but if you look into my mind, you'll see the truth of what I say. You are, and always will be, my Master."

Oh… Perfect time to eat - she thought with her eyes focused on the tray amd not ready to take notice of the lady's appearance. She could tell how delicious the meal would be just with the salivating aroma coming out already. "Master asked me to give this to you" the lady proffered the tray to her as she collected after muttering a low but audible "Thanks" She cared less and ate to her satisfaction and belched loudly after drinking a lot of water. Ugh… Time to do some sight seeing… *