My new Master
And you are only allowed to call me "master". do you understand?" i nodded: "yes..." "yes what?" "yes,master..." "now tell me:have you ever been with another man?" i halted: "what do you mean,master?"
Master's Good Girl
It contains light master/pet and paw play involving consenting adult males. :3 **master's good girl** the door to their home had barely closed, but already there was a broad smile set upon enatai's face.
The Assistant Becomes The Master
No one would blame you if you said you were nervous to start a new job, but if your friends were any good to you, they'd likely encourage you to face your fears and take the job head on. They might even admonish you for being so nervous about taking on...
The Master's Toys [CM]
I am the master here.
The Arms Master's Dilemma
"for an arms master i expected more out of you," he turns his head slightly towards gwen's guardians. "as i am sure the ball of feathers and fur told you, i am going to accept my place.
My Awful Master
I'm doing very good, master." the word feels soft in my lips. it feels right. master. he's master. i feel like i knew his name once, but why should that matter? he's master. the smile that my words bring to his lips makes me smile as well.
My Wonderful Master
master will never let me cum. good puppies focus on their owner's needs. never their own. didn't the voice tell me that? master is wonderful. master is fair. master is just. but master is also strict and is possessed of an iron will.
Not Quite Master-Chef
Not quite master chef. © tsumi moogle '11 tsumi © himself kaimo © damien the forest was all but silent.
Scraps - Master's Pillow
Her legbinder was pulled up toward her chest and her tail tightly wrapped around her midsection with her arms but she still flexed slightly to adjust herself to the curve of her master's body as the dragon curled himself around her.
Master's Sole Scent
His master's musk. his master's sweat. the scent that had been pouring out of him every day was the same as what his master produced naturally. he was being marked every time that he had a workout.
Musky Muscles of the Master
His master's workout.
When the Master is Out
James groaned as Surge made his way to the front door, the white raccoon glaring. "Come on, dad, why do I need a babysitter?" Surge gave the raccoon a stern look, pulling on a jacket. "Because the last time I left you home alone, you nearly burned...