Mistress Novels & Stories

And despite everything, her love for Nikolai never wavered. If you ask me, I wouldn't say I hate Nikolai. I don't hate. I can't. He's not a monster, not truly. But what he did to Raul... it's the kind of betrayal most people wouldn't forgive. And if I'm being honest, if the roles were reversed—I wouldn't have either. But then again... I was Raul's mistress once. The kind of mistake most women would never forgive. The kind that brands you—a betrayal in a woman's skin. A disgrace to womanhood.

This was Maya. The “M” from the messages. The mistress. The woman Daniel had been whispering to in the dead of night. She wasn’t some random socialite; she was the woman Zander was supposedly going to marry. The room began to spin. The betrayal wasn’t a straight line; it was a jagged, poisonous circle. Daniel leaned in, his breath warm against my neck, his eyes fixed on Avalain with a hunger he hadn’t shown me in years. “Exquisite, isn’t she? A real queen for the Blackwood throne.”

“You’ve risen in rank. You’re not a servant anymore—you’re a mistress.” “What!” I yelled, barely able to process the words as I blink in confusion, I could have sworn that my jaw reached the ground as I gasped in shock. Mistress. I was a mistress? But what exactly did that even mean? “Ouch! That hurts,” Emmanuel groaned, and from the sound of it, Eva had elbowed him with precision. “Shut up,” she snapped. “Go on, shoo. I’ll handle this. Don’t you have some poor souls to terrorize today?”

Yet, his two mistresses were in their early twenties. His first mistress was an omega who had been maltreated by her stepmother. She suffered cruelty at her hands until Sir Titus offered to make her his mistress. Initially, she refused because he was old enough to be her father, but when the mistreatment became unbearable, she decided to accept his offer. Now, she was comfortably living in an apartment he had set up for her.

my mistress said, not moving from where she lay with her head between my legs. “The spy was caught and is held in their dungeon and we haven't even begun phase two of the plan to capture the girl” she said, sounding annoyed. “Another failure, like the rest of you!” She sneered, her glare burning into my skin. She was the physical embodiment of ‘if looks could kill’. “Seems I was wrong to trust you pet” my mistress said, throwing my leg over her shoulder and kissing a trail down my inner thigh to the soft spot between my pussy and thigh.

Katherine broke my trail of thought by breaking the distance between us, "If it's not you leaving, how bad could it be?" She attempted to bring her hand into mine, and intertwining our fingers but I couldn't bring myself to return her affectionate touch. "Katherine, I'm so sorry," I began, "I'm having an affair." She couldn't look at me, and every ounce of affection that was seeping it's way through her body had now disappeared. She retreated herself back to the bed staring her breakfast, "These are pity eggs." I heard the crash of the platter as it was introduced to the floor. "You made me believe that this was going to be a great morning, I believed you when you said you weren't going away

Every time she swore that that would be her last conquest, she ended up seeing better offers from richer men and like an addict, she would go right back to the drugs she'd promised not to use again. Besides, her father's wife, Corinne had now bore her father an heir and had secured the central place in his life. Every day, it became increasingly obvious that there was no way that his wealth was going to find its way into Charlotte or her sister, Lucy's hands. They'd best fight for themselves. Her second conquest was an older man in his sixties. He was old in age but still virile in bed and all the older women his age that he'd hooked up with simply did not possess what it took to satisfy him

He added. While listening to Nicholas, I could feel his excitement for the fulfillment of all the plans we prepared. But, I was suddenly surprised by what he said regarding the training. So, I still have to undergo training to be a perfect result of what he planned for. I thought as soon as I finished this operation, I will instantly go and do what was written on the agreement. Yet, I understand that I still need to be trained. The last time I became a mistress was just an instant situation. It was not planned, and I just fell for the promises of William that time. Those times came from my feelings for him. I got blinded and was too good to be a villain. Now,

“I am the wife of this pack’s Alpha and you will treat me with the respect my role deserves.” Mistra scanned me up and down, as if sizing me up before clicking her tongue. Her tone had calmed again, as if she couldn’t give a care in the world. “I will do no such thing. You are a whore and a liar and I don’t care how you blackmailed Jason into marrying you but that’s not why you called me here. You blabbed and now you have to fess up, don’t you?”

"If what I do as a slave is not cheating on him, then what he does as a Master can't be cheating either. Slave Master's frequently have more than one slave. Mistress Dark believes slaves should compete for the affections of their Master. It ensures they both strive to be more pleasing. But more than that, I knew how much Master valued fidelity, how hurt he would be if I were unfaithful. For him to allow me this fantasy and all it entailed was a supreme act of love. If he could love me so much, could I do less for him?" "It's all quite noble, I'm sure. It doesn't ease the pain of seeing him fuck someone else, does it? And who's Mistress