TEACH ME MASTER
Teach Me Master - Chapter 21
THEME: 18+ ROMANCE
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DO NOT PLAGIARIZE
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Z𝒐𝒆𝒚 𝒊𝒔 𝒂 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒏 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒐f 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒔. 𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔€𝒙𝒚, 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒃𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒆, 𝑴𝒓 𝑩𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒘𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅, 𝑴𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓, 𝒔𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒔 f𝒍𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒔. 𝑴𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒓𝒖𝒍𝒆 - 𝒅𝒐𝒏’𝒕 f𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆.𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍 Z𝒐𝒆𝒚 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒓𝒖𝒍𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒌 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒎?𝑶𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒆𝒔𝒕 f𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒆𝒔
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MASTER’S POV
I had Zoey exactly where I wanted her..n+ked…beside me…and ready to get f^cked.
I had waited for this moment ever since, I first saw her.
I knew, I had a rule.
Never fall in love with any other the girls I taught and never f^ck them.
But, that rule no longer existed.
There was only one thing on my mind.
F+cking her. I wanted to f+ck her so badly. I wanted to f+ck her brains out until there was nothing left. This almost felt like torture.
Ever since she arrived, I have been waiting for this. And now, the wait was over.
I could take her any way I wanted, and do whatever I please.
She was going to be mine and I was going to make her mine, over and over again.
This bachelor party was for 3 days.
3 days of f+cking Zoey. Nothing else.
That was my only plan.
“Did you hear me Zoey.” I said. “Be a good girl and do as I say. Can you do that ?" I asked.
She looked at me.
I saw the way she stared.
It was a mixture of lust, confusion and desire. Her eyes were full of emotions.
But the most noticeable, was the look of confusion.
What was she thinking? Why was she hesitating to give into her desires?
I was ready to break my rule for her. Wasn’t that what she wanted all along?
For me to f+ck her.
"M…Master.” Zoey stammered. She took a step back and faced me.
"Zoe. It's alright. Relax. You don't have to worry about a thing."
"But you're getting married." She said.
"Yes. In a few days.” I replied.
“No.” She shook her head and took another step back.
“You’re getting married!!!!” She yelled.
“To who? Why? When?” She asked frantically. She was shaking and her hands were trembling.
"Zoey." I sighed.
This wasn't the way I envisioned the night going. I didn't think that her finding out about my marriage, would be this much of a problem. But, as she backed away, I realized that this was really hurting her.
And, the thought of Zoey being hurt, upset me.
I took a step towards her, but she held up her hand.
"Please Master. Stay away from me.” She said.
"Why?" I asked.
"Because. You're getting married." She yelled at me.
“You’re a stripper and this is my bachelor party. What did you think was going to happen?" I asked.
“I didn’t think… I didn’t think you would be the groom.” She said.
“What’s the difference. Does it matter if it was someone else, or if it was me?" I asked.
She looked at me. I noticed her eyes glistening, as though she was going to cry.
“You want to f+ck me and get married to another woman. What the f+ck is wrong with you , Master?” Zoey yelled at me.
Her eyes widened. She couldn’t believe what she just said. I was stunned.
It was rare for her to swear.
She was always polite, submissive and obedient.
Hearing her swear and say the word ‘f^ck’ made me so horny.
My member was raging. It was throbbing and pulsing. I needed release and I needed it fast.
She looked at me, and then back at her feet.
"I'm sorry but I can’t do this." She said.
“Why?” I asked, as I moved closer to her.
“Is it because you have feelings for me?” I questioned.
Zoey didn’t reply, but her facial expression gave it away. She was in love with me.And I knew it.
That was why she was so hesitant. She couldn't let go and give in.
Not when I was going to be somebody's husband.
“Don't worry about that. Forget about that. We have three nights together. Don't think of me as your Master, but as the man who wants to f+ck you."
"But, Master." Zoey eyes was watery.
“Who are you getting married to? Tell me.” She said.
“Is she more pretty than me? Is she more experienced better than me in bed? I can't do this Master. Not when you have a whole future with her and no future with me. Just leave me alone, please. Let me go back home.” She begged.
I sighed.
She was crying. And, I hated seeing her like this. Her tears hurt me. It pained my heart. It was so bad, that I wished, I could change the way things were. But I couldn’t.
My marriage was an arranged marriage. A marriage of convenience. I was to take over my father’s multi-billion dollar empire and I needed to marry the daughter of his business partner. That was the deal.
I couldn’t change that.
So, Zoey had no chance. We were never meant to be. My life was planned and nothing was going to change that.
But, I had her here, right now.
And, I wasn’t going to let her go.
"Zoey.” I whispered. I took a few steps towards her.
She stepped back, her body pressed against the wall. She was cornered and there was no where else for her to go.
Her naked body, was shaking, and tears ran down her face.
I was hurting her and I didn't want that.
"Look, I don't have a future with anyone. And I can’t be with you.” I said as I trailed my thumb on her lips.
F+ck!
Her plump lips were soft and smooth. They were also wet. Wet from her tears.
My shaft ached to be inside her mouth.
I imagined how her tongue would feel, as it wrapped around the head of my d+ck.
I would love to see her lips wrapped around my shaft, while she sucked me off.
“Why Master?” Zoey begged.
“I promise to be the best submissive, you ever had. And, I would do everything you tell me to do. Even the crazy, perverted things. Anything you want, I will do it. Just please. Please don’t get married to anyone else.” Zoey cried.
Her pale cheek was being stained with tears.
F+ck!
I couldn’t help myself. Seeing her cry.
And knowing, that I was the cause of her tears. It made me want to hold her.
I wrapped my arms around her small and slender body. She was completely exposed. And the feeling of her bare skin, as my hands touched her, was incredible.
I pulled her close to me. I couldn’t stop touching her. And, I was so hard.
If she could feel my erection, she would know how much I desired her. And, I wouldn't hesitate to tell her.
“Just let me f+ck you Zoe.” I whispered as I buried my face in her hair.
My lips gently kissed her neck. I sucked on her soft skin. She moaned.
I wanted her. I needed her.
Zoey had no idea how badly I was going to f+ck her.
How could I, after waiting this long.
I was going to devour her. Taste her. Make her mine.
F+ck her. All. Night. Long.
My hand went down to her breast, and I cupped her t*ts.
They were soft and tender. My thumb flicked across her n+pples.
Her body tensed. I could feel her shiver.
Was she scared? Or was she nervous.
I couldn’t tell.
I brought my lips closer to hers and kissed her. It wasn’t a passionate kiss.
Nor was it rough or gentle.
It was a kiss that said, 'you're mine'.
I slipped my tongue inside her mouth and explored the depths of her. Her tongue tangled with mine.
“Master.” She moaned in between kisses.
I pulled her even closer, so our bodies were pressed together.
I was so hard and her soft and tender br+asts were touching my chest.
I grabbed a few locks of her hair, and gripped it.
Then, I tilted her head to the side, exposing her neck. My lips traveled down her throat. The more I kissed her, the more she moaned.
"Oh, Master." I heard her whimper.
She sounded so s+xy.
"Shhh.." I placed my finger on her lips.
“Stop talking." I said to her.
My thumb went into her mouth.
“Suck on it, like you would suck on my cock." I demanded.
She obeyed. She wrapped her plump lips around my thumb, and slowly began to suck on it.
F+ck!
She had no idea, how turned on I was. I wanted to f+ck her so bad.
"Good girl. See, that's all you have to do." I whispered in her ear.
Her n+pples hardened.
"Please. Master. Don’t get married." She begged, as her hand reached down between my legs.
She was touching me. Feeling the outline of my er+ction, through the material of my pants.
"What did I say? Stop talking." I told her.
“Be a good girl and keep your mouth shut."
Zoey didn’t listen. Her hands were on my belt, and she was trying to undo it.
"Please Master. I promise I’ve learnt my everything you taught. Please. Let me show you." She pleaded. “Let me please you master. Just don’t get married and be with me instead."
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ZOEY’S POV
I was begging……pleading …. and almost crying.
Master was getting married and he wanted to f+ck me, before his big day.
What did I have to do to convince him.
Nothing I did, would change his mind.
I was willing to f+ck him and give him a night to remember, but he still wouldn’t be mine.
How was that fair. How was it fair, that he wanted to f+ck me senseless and get married to someone else.
Wasn’t that a little cruel?
But, he had his hands on me, and I couldn’t stop him. I didn't want him to stop.
In fact, I wanted him to f+ck me so bad. My body craved his touch and his kisses.
My body craved his every being. His touch on my skin was like warmth, that spread throughout me.
His hand on my br+ast, made me feel ar+used. Every inch of me wanted him.
No.
I needed him.
But, I didn’t want him, if it meant that he would never be mine. I didn’t want him, if it meant he was going to be married to another woman that wasn’t me.
I didn’t want him if these 3 days together were going to be last days he would ever f(ck me. I wanted him to f+ck me forever.
Was having s+x with me, all that he wanted? Didn’t he want more? Didn’t he want something that was deeper than a physical connection.
Or was I the only one who felt like that.
I couldn’t control myself.
Master was right. He was my weakness.
“Let me please you master. Just don’t get married and be with me instead.” I begged. “I’ve learnt everything you taught me and more. You just have to let me show you."
He didn't say anything.
"Please Master. I would be so good for you. And, you will love it.” I went down on my knees and looked up at him.
His left hand was holding my hair and the other was resting on his belt.
I unzipped his pants.
I took his er+ction in my hand and began stroking him.
Up and down. Gently. Slowly. Softly.
“Say you won’t get married, Master. Say you will leave her and be with me. Let me please you master. Just don’t get married and be with me instead" I said as I continued stroking.
He was silent.
I looked up and he was staring at me. Not a single change in his expression. Not a shift in his emotion.
It was as if I was doing nothing to him.
I moved faster, quickening my pace, but still, there was nothing.
Wasn’t I good enough? Why wasn’t Master reacting to this? Not a single moan. Nothing.
I took the head of his shaft and sucked on it. I circled my tongue around his member and took him into my mouth.
Then, I slid him further, deeper inside my mouth.
Still nothing. My heart dropped. He didn't react at all.
Wasn't I good enough? Why wasn't Master enjoying my pleasure?
It was the first time, I was doing this, but was it not to his satisfaction. He didn't even flinch or m0an.
My heart shattered. I was so embarrassed. Why wasn’t I good enough?
I continued sucking him, but still nothing.
No response.
His hand was still gripping my hair and his other hand rested on his belt.
He was so calm and composed.
“I’m not sure what you mean. I told you already. There is no future for us. I am getting married Zoe and there’s nothing you can do to change that." He said, his tone stern.
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