Trading Master Novels & Stories

“Good.” Zachary was about to hang up when Thomas spoke. “Young Master, I want to inform you Old master Dawson is here… ten minutes ago…"

Jasmine’s head fell into a gentle nod, her teeth sinking into her lower lip. Jerald moved closer, knuckles trailing against her cheek with a feather-light touch. “You… you really be asking for too much… young one. But guess what? Master is willing to give you all that you want.” He leaned in, words brushing against her lips. “I need you to get up… and strip yourself of every obstacle.”

I go completely still. Not master

The Master pulls back and I look into his eye and whisper, "What's?..." I don't get to finish as I scream again as one lot of pain stops and another engulfs me again. The Master then whispers, "Try to relax, my pet. You are entering into your first shift." I try to do as he says as he lifts me into his arms and then just sits down on the floor with me in his lap. Having him close and touching me seems to help, but then I scream once more as I start to hear bones creak and my joints pop. His hands feel good on me, helping me to focus and relax. I then let out one last scream that slowly changes into a howl.

The master is such a meanie and then I suddenly remembered the masters smile,maybe he's not that bad, my body hurts but it made me smile. I want to see him smile again. The master really has a lot of work to do I thought he doesn't do anything more than ordering people around but he does paper work all day. That's very impressive of him.

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… *

She sounded as calm as she did in the back seat of the truck on the highway today. "Sam should have quit bidding six chips ago. I gave him the signal." "Did you give him a signal when he was bidding for Janet?" Chen asked. "Of course. No one else but me could win her if my plan was to work." Master had been playing a devious game. No wonder he hadn't explained the fucking rules of the auction to me. "I wanted all of the men to express interest in the slaves to throw a scare into them and arouse them, by not knowing who they were going to be sold to." You duplicitous shit, Master. Was that why Sam, Marcia and Chantelle had discussed buying me. Even Chen, fucking with me as he considered his p

Jacob said blankly. When Maeve heard that, she was stunned. "Master of Golden Liberty? The Master of Golden Liberty?" "Of course. You might not be aware that the Master of Golden Liberty is extremely talented. He's very young but has already taken over Golden Liberty and is also a grandmaster. He's unprecedented."

A sharp pain shot around my face. "I won't codone that kind of behavior from you. You should address me properly as your master, am I clear?" He growled, his red eyes leering into mine. He looked at me in the most loothesome way as though I've done a terrible thing to him. But...What? Master? Masters are men who buys people and has them working for him, as servants or slaves. but he never bought me so he don't owe me right?

“I’ve never had a woman drive me before. Especially not a pretty one.” Her cheeks flushed instantly. “Are you flirting with me?” Before things could linger, he changed the subject. “Why did you hire her?” Cassie shrugged as she pressed the start button. “Haven’t you heard the saying? Keep your friends close, and your enemies closer.” A thin smile stretched across his lips. Of course. He should’ve known she wasn’t that naïve. “I’ll teach you advanced trading tonight,” he said. “You can use it tomorrow when the market opens. I’ll also train you in crypto and forex. When you invest right, your money multiplies.”