MAID N MISTRESS

nd worked the day off till it was the eve of the day when we called it a day. We were driven home in a carriage like in the morning but the ride wasn't as tensed as the morni

't let me be as they all wanted to know how it was to be amongst the ministers and higher ups. l settle

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y the beauty and significance of the dress l was given to wear tomorrow. It was a short dress like the previous one but this is covered in stones. Shiny stones that twinkle at the sight of l

side the carriage. He shifted farther into his sit to prevent our knees from bumping in the carriage. Inside the office, he gave me some paperwork that aligns with what l did yesterday so l needed no explanation before l could start working. He did not sta

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spread her fleshy thighs apart, wide open for me on the table while l bury my length in her when she called me 'master' a second time. l could not continue staying with her in the same room so l suggested we have brunch. l wanted her to feel what l was feeling so l inched closer to her so she can feel my breath in her face. My tactics worked and her heart began beating profusely. l enjoyed the beating of the heart for a while before standing straight up. l smiled at my achievement before strolling out of the office. brunch was fun with her trying to act like a Lady. l kept smiling stupidly at her actions. Seto, the server of the restaurant tried asking who she was but l told him to mind his business. l saw interest in his eyes and l did not hesitate to tell him l have imprinted on her. l saw her trying to peek curiously at the content my cup held and she got me smiling once again. l wonder how she will react if she learns that what the cup hold is blood. Today, She decided to punish me unknowingly. She didn't wrap her breasts. Hell! Her nipples stood proudly on her breast leaving me disoriented. Did she know what she does to me with her innocent showcase? Most ladies don't wrap their breasts in cloth and l don't feel ant sort of attraction to them but she_____she is an exception. She drives me crazy. l felt

wards me. My legs moved backwards on their own accord until my back eventually hit the wall. l began to shake visibly at the sight of his huge, muscled and intimidating man closing up on me. 'Was he going to hit me? Is he those type of men that derived pleasure in beating up weak girls?' The emotions his eyes held is even more scary. Frustration, anger and....hunger were visibly portrayed in his orbs. It feels like a predator hunting for its prey. He stopped abruptly, an inch away from me his eyes boring holes into mine. An emotional flickered in his eyes or I thought it did...lust. l hope it is not what l am thinking it is. His eyes left my face and moved down to my chest where it stayed rooted, unmoving as if contemplating what to do. What a pervert! l became conscious of my prot