Trading Master Novels & Stories

The offer was intoxicating. "I… need time to consider," I managed. Zac nodded, sliding a business card across the table. "Decide within three days. Remember, true geniuses aren't meant to be confined—they're meant to soar." I stepped out into the night, gazing at the full moon. My mind had already made up its decision. Three days later, I met Zac again and formally accepted his investment proposal. As we talked, I realized he was far more than an ordinary venture capitalist. In the tech world, he was a renowned "Midas Touch," having successfully backed multiple unicorns.

Larissa said happily. "I hope you won’t keep our granddaughter away from us, Cassia. I promise Larissa and I will give her all our love. And don’t get mad if we end up spoiling her," Armando said with a laugh. Armando was just as excited to meet and hold his grandchild. He was overjoyed to hear that his only son, Asher, was finally going to be a father. "No problem, Mom and Dad. By the way, I’d like to introduce you to Sofia, who’s in charge of today’s event. She did an amazing job with the gender reveal for Asher and me," Cassia proudly said.

the dom said when asked about her reasoning other than having Heath. No dom mixed classification has appeared, it was best seen fit to give those kittens to people who had a little bit of Master in them plus being a Daddy. The test would show some who are 75-80% daddy/mommy but the rest to be Master to a pet. Those were the best bet for everyone, help would be provided until a new classification can be made.

he paused, "I do have a small dilemma, though." "And what is that Master Cole?" "I have only half of your payment ready. It may take me some time to come up with the other half as business has slowed considerably since my father’s illness. Rest assured that I will come up with it ... but I need beg you to wait until I can sell off a few of my things." He again talked faster than necessary.

"I've tried several times, but I still can't, no matter what I try, I'll come back to this point again," he said sadly. "Then why didn't you try to get close to the miss when the young master was keeping his distance, isn't that a good opportunity since the miss is also losing her memory? You should have done the same as before when the young master had not lost her memory, you and Arnold used to always steal time to meet Miss."

She looked up at the culprit in confusion only to find her Master standing there with a jug in his hand and a mocking smirk plastered on his lips. He was dressed up in gym attire. Rafael had a habit of waking up sharp at 5 am and using the gym till 6 am. He was supposed to have his bath at 6:15 am and to arrange the bath and his clothes were Rose’s duty now but she was nowhere to be seen.

I felt a little jolt to my pussy. When we arrived home, we carried in all our purchases. Master had me clean and put the Slave Trainer on the charger. It had quite the accumulation of my cum on it. I then tried on all the clothes we purchased, modeling them for Master. He quite enjoyed the show. His cock was hard again halfway through the fashion show. He told me which ones would be my outfits for tomorrow if we had company or went out, provided I sucked his cock properly in the morning. "Are you planning on going out tomorrow?" I asked, perfectly content to remain naked if he didn't. Not that I minded all that much swallowing his cum anymore, but I wouldn't mind the extra sleep. Master alwa

But in the far corner of the yard, one student had a far more ambitious plan in mind. Takuto "Wolf of Wall Street" Kimura (self-proclaimed) stood before a meticulously drawn grid of colored chalk lines, his tiny hands planted on his hips in a pose eerily reminiscent of a certain cinematic stockbroker. The grid was no ordinary hopscotch court—it was a fully operational Pencil & Eraser Futures Market, complete with price indexes, trend arrows, and a crude but functional "Big Board" displaying the day’s most traded stationery. "Ladies and gentlemen!" Takuto bellowed, clapping his hands to gather attention. "Welcome to the First-Grade Financial District! Today’s market is volatile, but opportuni

Joel sat at the central station, his eyes bloodshot but focused, fingers dancing across the keyboard with practiced precision. After Kumomoneyfx had invited him to his luxurious home the previous day, Joel had realized the trader’s personal quick setup lacked the advanced encryption and anti-hacking equipment needed for a full-scale defense. He had summoned the trader to headquarters instead but did collect his password to enable his team to prepare before he arrives.

He said sternly and I scoff. "I have never seen a master that's engaged to his servant,am only doing you a favor forget about the money you're the one who needs me,so if you don't mind get your hands off me and stop talking like a child" I said not mincing words he looked shock and let go of my hand.