To My Beloved Master Novels & Stories

“How I’m pounding into your pussy, ruining it and making it drip all over me.” I nodded. “Answer me,” Master growled as he unbuckled the ball gag and yanked it from my mouth. “I love being your fucktoy,” I gasped, voice strained. “I love when you choke me. I love when you make a mess of my tight wet pussy.” A low snarl rumbled from Master’s chest as his grip tightened, making my head spin. My body went slack under the pressure, but my pussy kept dripping, wet sounds echoing through the room.

Fuck! "Then please have me master. For I am yours alone." I groaned. ************************************************************************************************** Waking up in my masters arms felt so wonderful, I just wish I could stay in his arms forever, I don't want to ever let go of him. I sluggishly stood up from the bed, went to the bathroom and bath, then prepared a bath for my master. I woke him him up, and while he was bathing, I got ready and also packed our stuffs.

you've been a good girl, so I'll give you 5 more ," " no Sir please no more my bum hurts ," " you should have thought about it when you were out with leo's sub past the time we said you could be, wait you didn't even remember ," " master I'm so sorry, I promise I'll never do it again ," " damn right if you won't because after today you won't be leaving the house without us," he says landing a hard blow to my ass " Thanks, master," Another " Thanks, master ," " t t ,"

"I love you just the way you are too." "As you should, I'm your master." I know he's only teasing but he's right, he's my master. I live for him and I would die for him.

" I plead. "Mmh! I thought I would teach you how to talk to your master, but I guess you understood my gestures well. However, I still think you need some rest. I am not usually this nice to people, so I would suggest you grab this chance and not get... on...my...ass!" He says. Master!? Master of what? "Please, Master?" I plead, and yuck! Master my foot! It sounds so... pathetic? Yeah, and disgusting! "Please! Just anything. Even just one. It will make me at least get some sleep."

he added, sitting down beside me. I didn’t know what our relationship was right now, but I knew I had definitely fallen in love with this man. “Okay, Master, I’ll come with you,” I replied. I’m“You know, if you keep calling me Master, I might as well give you a reason to scream the name properly,” he whispered in my ear and walked away. This man tempted me in every way possible.

My body, my heart and now my womb. As he held me, he asked, "Why did you start calling me, Master? I fu8cking love it, but I was happy with Sir." I moaned when he flexed inside me. How to answer? It's complicated, but not. "Giving you that title is the ultimate gift of my submission. I'm your slave. Haven't you noticed that I would do anything for you? Be anything for you? I've given you everything, every piece of me, and I'll die without you. Literally and figuratively. I need you like plants need the sun and the waves need the moon. You are woven into my soul, and I have to acknowledge that ownership. The term just literally falls from my mouth without thought."

Cullen whispered. My heart was jumping, breath coming fast. I was both aroused and afraid. Afraid of falling harder. I feel so hot right now. Literally. I could feel the heat between my legs. “You are super hot as well, my master.” I responded it because he likes it whenever I call him my master.

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.

As I do, my kisses move along her shoulder until I stand in front of her. “I don’t like Sir, only Master, and while I know you love being called Slut, I rather like Kitty or Whore, but whichever I use is referring to you, do you understand?” My words are low. She opens her mouth, getting stuck in her thoughts before finally finding her words. “Yes, Master.” Oh wow, the feeling I get from her calling me Master is unreal, perfect, elegant and naughty.