Category: Teach Me Master

  • Teach Me Master – Chapter 34

    Teach Me Master – Chapter 34

     

     

    TEACH ME MASTER

    Teach Me Master – Chapter 34

    THEME: 18+ ROMANCE 

    © Spicy Novels 

      DO NOT PLAGIARIZE 

    ★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★

    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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    Zoe’s POV

    I watched as Adrian walked out the house. I was scared. Why did he leave so fast? Was it because of the cold water?

    I guess men like Adrian were very rich and weren’t used to this lifestyle. I was sure he was disgusted by this. By the poverty and state of my house.

    “Ughhh.” I groaned and sat down. I was still wrapped in the towel. 

    I moved to my dresser and picked out something simple. Some shorts and a black top. I put on the clothes and looked at my messy hair. I brushed through it and tied it back. It was still wet, but that didn’t matter.

    I moved back to my bed and laid down, I was about to close my eyes and sleep some more, when I heard a knock on my bedroom door.

    Then, I saw my little sister’s head poke out the door.

    “Penelope. Why are you still awake? I told you guys to go bed.” I said.

    Penelope pouted and walked in.

     “I know. But I can’t sleep. Also Victoria snores too loud! She sounds like a bulldozer! Can I sleep here tonight? Pleaaaasssseeee! I don’t wanna sleep next to her anymore. Her snoring is too loud. I can’t hear my dreams!” Penelope cried. 

    I laughed. She was right tho. Victoria had always been a heavy snorer.

    I scooted over and patted the bed.

    Penelope smiled and came in, closing the door. She ran over and jumped onto the bed, crawling next to me.

    We laid down, and I covered her up with the blanket.

     “What of the man that came with you? I heard him leave the house. Why did he leave? Is it because of what I said. I didn’t mean anything bad.” Penelope said to me. Her little innocent eyes staring up at me.

    “No.” I said and hugged her. “Don’t blame yourself for anything. He just left because…he…” I sighed. I didn’t know what else to say. I didn’t know why he left.

    Did he feel that way? That we were too poor. That we were nothing.

    Maybe he was just embarrassed about the state of the apartment. That would explain the way he looked before he left.

    “He’s really handsome though.” Penelope chuckled. “He looks so much better than all the other boys in my school. I thought they were pretty, but the man is like, a hundred times better than them. He has really pretty blue eyes. I like him. And he is taller than you too. Hahahaha.”

    Penelope giggled, but then stopped.

    “You should marry him.” Penelope said.

    My eyes went wide.

    “Penelope!” I yelled.

    She just giggled and hugged me.

    “When did you start liking boys huh? I remember when you said that boys were ugly, and that you would never marry. What happened to that huh? Hmmm? You think my little sister is growing up on me? You trying to run away now and marry a boy huh? Hmmm. Should I be worried. Who do you like huh? Hmmmmm.” I asked as I ticked her.

    She started to giggle.

    “Ahhhhhh stop! I can’t breathe. Stop Zoe. Pleaseee.” She squealed.

    I kept ticking her until she cried.

    I finally let go, and she laid there panting.

    “But I’m not lying. The man is really handsome. But…you can have him. I don’t want him. You can have him. I don’t need him. He is all yours.” Penelope said, smiling.

    “Thank you so much, little sis. Thank you.” I said sarcastically.

    “You are welcome. Anytime.” She smiled.

    I rolled my eyes.

    Then Penelope spoke.

    “Zoe. Thank you for being my sister. I know that it’s hard for you. After mum got sick and dad left. You’ve always worked hard. To keep us together. I love you so much, sis. You are the best sister ever. You are like my second mum. But don’t tell Victoria. Or she will get mad. Hahahaha.” She smiled at me.

    I was taken back. I stared at her. Her little face smiling at me.

    I pulled her into a hug and started crying. I loved my sisters so much and I would do everything for them. I know it’s been hard, but we were surviving. We had each other.

    “I love you, Zoe.” Penelope whispered.

    “I love you too, my sweet little sister.” I whispered back.

    I kissed her forehead and her cheeks. “Go to bed, now. Okay.”

    Penelope nodded and laid down.

    I hugged her close, and we slept.

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    I don’t know how long I slept, but I woke up when I heard a sound.

    Someone was knocking on the door continuously.  I opened my eyes and yawned. 

    “Who’s knocking? It’s 6am in the morning. Who can it be.” I murmured to myself.

    “Ughhh. Can’t I get enough sleep.” I groaned.

    I untangled myself from Penelope and walked to the door.

    I rubbed my eyes and yawned once again.

    When I got to the door, the knocking was still going.

    “Stop knocking on the door so loud. My head is about to explode. Stop knocking and I will open the door. Okay. Now stop knocking. You are waking everyone up. Stop knocking. Okay. I’m opening the door. I said, STOP KNOCKING. NOW!” I yelled.

    “I SAID STOP KNO-“

    When I opened the door, my mouth went slack.

    It was Adrian. He had changed into a simple white T-shirt and jeans. His eyes were bloodshot red, and he was panting.

    “Adrian! W-What are you doing here. What happened? Are you okay?” I asked, scared.

    He was acting really weird. Adrian walked into the house.

    “Adrian? Are you okay?” I asked as I followed after him. 

    “You look like you haven’t gotten any sleep. What’s wrong?” I asked again.

    “Pack your bags.” Adrian said. “You and your sisters are leaving this place. I bought you a new house. It’s not far from where I live. You can move in today. Pack your things and we will go.” He said.

    I froze. My mouth was wide open.

    Did he just say that we were moving? And that he got us a new house?

    “W-What did you say? I-I don’t understand. What do you mean we are leaving? I don’t understand, Adrian. Explain to me.” I asked.

    Adrian didn’t respond, instead he handed me two set of keys. 

    “One is for the house and the other is for the new car I bought. You will see it when we get to the house. It’s a 2024 Mercedes-Benz GLS. All black. You will love it. Your sisters will love it too. Now, pack your things. We are leaving.” He said.

    “A-A-A-Adrian. This is too much. We can’t take this. It’s too much….. You don’t have to do this.” I stammered. 

    I was shocked. Everything was happening so fast. I wasn’t expecting this.

    “Please. I need you and your sisters to move in. Today. I can’t let you live like this.” He said and moved closer to me.

    “Don’t you get it? You’re the woman I love. The woman I want to marry. I won’t let you keep living here in this state. Please. Just come with me. I can take care of you. I can give you anything you want. Just say yes. And I will make everything better. I promise.” He said.

    “B-But…” I was about to protest when Adrian spoke again.

    “No buts. Just say yes. Let me make everything better. Don’t let the kids suffer anymore. If not for you, then do it for the kids. For your sisters. They deserve better than this. So, please. Don’t make this harder. Let’s get them out of here. Okay.” He begged.

    I was shocked. Adrian had changed so much. He was no longer the cold hearted man who only cared about himself.

    “Okay.” I whispered.

    I felt a tear roll down my cheek.

    “Thank you, Adrian.” I whispered again.

    Adrian cupped my face.

    “Don’t thank me. I love you, Zoe.” 

    Then he kissed me. When our lips met, I was filled with so much warmth. I couldn’t help but pull him closer.

    I knew what we had was special. I felt it in my heart.

    “Ewwwww! Why are you guys kissing. Stop! Gross.”

    Adrian and I broke apart and looked around.

    Victoria was standing by the door, her arms crossed and her lips pursed.

    I blushed.

    “Victoria. What are you doing up? Go back to bed.” I said. 

    “No. I’m not sleeping until I get a proper explanation. First, you bring this man into the house, and then he leaves. Now he’s back, and you are kissing. And on top of that, we are moving.” She said and took a step closer.

    “Penelope might be a child but I’m older. I’m . But not me. I demand an explanation. Why is this man in the house. Who is he? Where did he come from. Is he your boyfriend. Why did he leave last night and now he is back. What happened. Is he the reason why we are moving. Is he rich?  Are we going to his house?” She blurted out a lot of questions.

    Adrian and I were speechless. What the hell was happening?

    “Victoria, that’s enough.” I said and put my hands on my waist.

    “Oh, please. You didn’t answer any of my questions. Just tell me what is happening.” She said and rolled her eyes.

    Adrian smiled at me and turned to Victoria.

    He stretched his hand to her and spoke.

    “Hello, Victoria. My name is Adrian. And I’m your sister’s boyfriend. I really love her and she loves me. But the reason we are moving, is because I can’t stand seeing her in this state. I am taking you and your sisters to a better home. It’s not far from where I live. A beautiful and large house. You can pick the rooms you want.” He said. 

    Then he took a step closer and bent down to her level.

    “And to answer your last question, yes, I’m rich. Very, very, rich. Your sister, is my woman. And as her man, it is my duty to take care of her. You, your sisters and her. And your mother also.  So, don’t worry. You won’t live like this anymore. I promise. I will also pay your mother’s hospital bills and move her to the best hospital. She will be treated by the best doctors. Now, will you come with me?”

    He held out his hand and waited.

    Victoria stood there, looking at Adrian.

    I didn’t know what she was thinking, but after a while, she sighed and grabbed Adrian’s hand.

    “Yes. Thank you.” She said. 

    Adrian pulled her close and hugged her.

    I smiled at the sight. This is exactly what I needed. For the people I love, to accept Adrian.

    Victoria hugged him back. After a while, she let go.

    “Thank you, Mr. Adrian.” She said and looked up at him.

    “Don’t thank me. We are family now. Right, Zoe.” Adrian turned to me and smiled.

    “Yes. That’s right.” I said.

    “Now, pack your things. We need to go.” Adrian said.

    Victoria nodded and ran to my room screaming.

    “Penelope! Wake up! Wake up! We are moving to a new house! Zoe’s boyfriend bought us a house! Penelope! Come out! Wake up! We are not going to stay in this dump anymore! Penelope! Come and help me pack our things. Penelope! Hurry up and wake up!” Victoria screamed.

    I laughed. She was so happy.

    “So, how did I do?” Adrian asked.

    I looked at him and smiled. Tears were running down my cheeks.

    “You did great, baby.” I whispered.

    “Good.” Adrian smirked.

    I laughed.

    Adrian pulled me close and kissed me again.

    We broke apart and he stared into my eyes.

    “I love you.” He whispered.

    “I love you more.” I smiled.

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    I watched as Victoria and Penelope got in the car.

    We had packed everything we had.

    All the clothes, shoes and things in the house.

    Adrian had paid the landlord the money we owed and told her we were leaving.

    It was sad to leave the place, but the happiness of moving into a better house overpowered the sadness.

    I couldn’t wait to get there. It was going to be so much better.

    “Get in.” Adrian said as he closed the trunk of the car.

    I turned to him.

    “Thank you, Adrian. This means a lot to me. You have no idea how happy I am right now. Thank you so much. For everything.” I smiled.

    Adrian cupped my face.

    “Anything for my lady.” He whispered and opened the door.

    I got into the front seat while my sisters sat in the back.

    When he got into the car, he started the engine and drove off. 

    I smiled as I watched looked out the window.

    Life was finally getting better.

    For all of us.

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    The car finally came to a stop.

    I had slept for the entire journey.

    My sisters were fast asleep in the back.

    “We’re here.” Adrian said.

    I yawned and sat up. I rubbed my eyes and looked out the window.

    Then, my eyes went wide. I gasped. I couldn’t believe it.

    It was a beautiful white mansion. The gate was made of gold and there was a fountain outside.

    It was a very large and beautiful house.

    “Adrian. It’s…beautiful.” I said, tears rolling down my cheeks.

    “Let’s go inside. You can rest, and then we will tour the house. You haven’t gotten enough sleep yet. ” He said and got out the car.

    He opened the door for me and I got out.

    My sisters were already awake.

    “Oh my God. It’s so beautiful.” Victoria squealed.

    “Wow.” Penelope said.

    I laughed.

    “Let’s go in.” Adrian said.

    Adrian grabbed my hand and held onto the kids. We walked towards the front door.

    Then, a maid appeared.

    “Welcome Mr. Adrian.” She greeted. 

    “Show the kids to their rooms and get them breakfast.” He ordered.

    “Yes, Sir.” She said.

    “Girls, this is Rose. She is your nanny. You can ask her anything you want. She will show you around the house. Go with her.” He said.

    They girls nodded.

    Rose led the girls into the house.

    I was still staring at the house. It was so big. I’ve never seen anything like it. The inside was lavishly decorated with beautiful paintings.

    “Come. I will show you the bedroom. You can sleep first.” Adrian said and grabbed my hand.

    He was about to lead me up the staircase when a woman barged in.

    I was startled.

    I turned back to see a tall blonde woman. She was very beautiful. Her facial features were sharp and she was very fit.

    She had huge boobs. Her body was like a model’s.

    She looked very familiar. Like I had seen her before.

    Then I remembered. 

    Alice, the lady I saw in Adrian’s house when I was still doing lessons with him. 

    She looked very angry. Mad even. 

    She walked up to Adrian tried to slap him but he grabbed her hand.

    “Alice. Why are you here? What are you doing here? How did you get in?” He asked.

    “You know why I’m here, Adrian. You can’t just call off the f+cking wedding. Our fathers had an arrangement. And I love you Adrian. I love you.”

    Then she fell to her knees in tears. “Please Adrian.” She begged shamelessly. 

    “Please marry me. I love you. You don’t know how long I have waited for this. I’ve always loved you. Please.” She begged.

    I stood there watching everything.

    Adrian just stood there, not saying anything.

    Was this the woman he was engaged to? 

    Oh My God!

    It was her.

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  • Teach Me Master – Chapter 33

    Teach Me Master – Chapter 33

     

     

    TEACH ME MASTER

    Teach Me Master – Chapter 33

    THEME: 18+ ROMANCE 

    © Spicy Novels 

      DO NOT PLAGIARIZE 

    ★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★

    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

    “We are soaking wet.” I said to Zoe as I pulled away from the kiss.  

    We have been under the rain, talking, arguing and kissing. 

    Having Zoe in my arms was like nothing else. The way she fit perfectly. Her lips were soft. I wanted to taste her skin and feel her naked body. She was wearing a dress and I knew how easy it would be to undress her and make love to her right there.

    The rain made the temperature cooler. We were both breathing heavily.

    I stared into her eyes. I wanted her so badly but we were standing in the middle of a street, under the rain. 

    She was shivering and I pulled her close, embracing her. I kissed the top of her head.

    It would be so easy to let the night go further, but not here. Not under the rain, like this. I wanted her and her alone. Not a quick f+ck in the dark, with the cold rain falling on us. She deserved more than that.

    “My car is parked around the corner. Let me take you home.” I told her. 

    Zone nodded. “Okay. Though, I wanted to go to the hospital first.”

    “The hospital?” I asked as I led her to my car. 

    I opened the passenger door for her and she climbed in.

    I was getting drenched. I took off my jacket and threw it in the back seat before I got in.

    “Why are you going to the hospital, Zoe? Is everything alright with you?” I asked and turned the engine on.

    The car radio blasted some song and I lowered the volume.

    She smiled and reached out to touch my hand.

    I turned to her and returned the smile.

    There was something about her smile that was contagious. I couldn’t help but smile when she smiled at me.

    Zoe was a ray of sunshine to me. She was like the sun itself, bright and beautiful. I was so in love.

    “My mum is in the hospital.” She said and lowered her eyes.

    I didn’t know what to say. I wasn’t prepared to hear this. My heart sunk at the news.

    She was going through so much and I didn’t even know. I felt selfish and stupid. How could I not see this before?

    “What’s wrong with your mum, Zoe? Is there anything I can do to help?” I asked as  I leaned closer to her.

    “She..She…” Zoey began to tear up. Her eyes became misty and she started crying.

    I reached out and cupped her cheeks.

    “What’s wrong Zoe?” I asked.

    “Everything.” She replied.

    “Everything has been so overwhelming. My mum had an accident few years ago. She suffered from traumatic brain injury and was in coma for years. Then she woke up, which was good news, until the doctor told me, she may never remember who I am.” She sniffed.

    “The night of the bachelor party, she suffered a heart attack. It was a miracle that she survived. That’s why I’m doing this Adrian. That’s why I’m working my ass off. To pay off the never ending hospital debts and also care for my siblings.” She said. 

    “I’m so sorry, Zoe. I didn’t know. You didn’t tell me.” I stroked her hair.

    “Well, all we do is argue and yell at each other.” She said.

    “And have s-x. Don’t leave that part out. Because, I really enjoy fucking you senseless, Zoe. In fact, it is the highlight of my day. But, that aside, I want to help you, Zoe. Just tell me what I can do. Please, let me help you, baby. Please, let me make it all better for you. Whatever it is, just tell me what you need, and I will get it for you.” I told her.

    Zoe looked away. Her expression hardened.

    I reached for her face and forced her to look at me. Her eyes were filled with pain and tears.I pulled her closer and hugged her tightly.

    I didn’t know the right words to say, but I wished there was something I could do to make things easier for her.

    She cried silently against my shoulder. I stroked her back, soothing her.

    “It’s just so hard. Ever since the accident. I’ve just been so alone. So alone. My good-for-nothing father left and then my mum…she can barely look at me. It kills me to see her in pain, Adrian. Then there’s my sister-, the house rent…. and I can’t keep up with everything. Everything is just too much and I don’t know what to do anymore. I can’t do this alone. I don’t want to. It hurts so much, Adrian.” I heard her cry.

    I could only imagine the pain she was going through.

    I felt horrible and sad for her. She was so young to be going through these. It wasn’t fair that she had to shoulder all this weight.

    I wanted to help her.

    “You’re not alone anymore, Zoe. You have me. And I will do any and everything in my power to help you. Where’s the hospital? Let’s go and see your mum.” I said and started driving.

    “The hospital is on the other side of town, Adrian. And we are both drenched and cold. Just drive me home, please. There’s nothing I can do for her now.  I’ll visit her tomorrow. I just wish I could have stayed with her today. Just take me home.”  She replied. 

    I nodded. 

    Zoey gave me the address to her house and we drove in silence.

    I turned up the heat.

    Her hand was cold and I reached out and held it.

    We were still wet and cold from the rain, but at least, the heat was helping.

    I could feel Zoey’s eyes on me. I didn’t have to look at her to know that. I could sense it.

    I was still shocked from everything I learned about her.

    There was so much more to Zoe.

    She was brave and strong.

    How she was able to cope with so much, all alone. I admired her strength.

    I didn’t think she was the type to open up easily. I was grateful that she trusted me enough to tell me all these.

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    I finally arrived at Zoey’s apartment. I stared as the building. 

    It was a run-down area, far away from the comfort and luxury I was used to.

    “You live here?” I asked as we got out of the car. 

    “Yes. I do.” Zoe replied nervously.

     “I know it’s not like your fancy and huge mansion. It’s just what I can afford, Adrian.” She replied and walked ahead of me.

    I quickly followed behind her.

    She led me up a narrow flight of stairs and into a small and dark hallway.

    Zoe unlocked the door and entered.

    I walked into the room behind her.

    I could feel her nervousness.

    The room was small and simple. There was a kitchen to the left, a sofa in the middle, a TV in the corner, and two doors to the right, which I presumed were the bedrooms and the bathroom.

    “This place looks very small. How do you live here?” I asked. 

    Zoey shushed me.

    “Keep your voice down, my sisters should be in bed by now. They’re asleep. And they mustn’t know that I brought you home with me, okay. So, shush, and please don’t wake them up.” 

    Zoey had just finished the sentence when two girls walked out of one of the bedrooms.

    “Zoe.” One of them yawned. She was older than the other one and had a pigtails.

    They both wore shorts and T-shirts and had the same facial expressions.

    Both the girls looked very much like Zoe. It was obvious that they were sisters.

    They looked tired and sleepy.

    The older one looked at me, then she looked at Zoe and a wide grin spread across her face.

    She elbowed the younger one.

    “Zoey has a boyfriend.” She laughed.

    The younger ones eyes widened and ears perked up.

    “Zoey? Is the man your boyfriend?” She asked. 

    Zoey didn’t reply, instead she looked away and blushed.

    I was smiling.

    The girls were cute and adorable.

    “Why don’t you guys go back to bed?” Zoey said as she tried to usher them back into their room.

    The girls shook their heads and stood their ground.

    The younger one walked closer to me.

    “Are you my sister’s boyfriend? Please be her boyfriend. She’s all alone and sad and needs a boyfriend. So, can you please be her boyfriend? Please? Pleeeeeease, I beg you. Pretty please, sir. Be my sister’s boyfriend, please. Can he, Zoe? Can he be your boyfriend, pleease. Please, Zoey, say yes. I want him to be your boyfriend. He’s very very handsome.” The girl said.

    “Penelope!” I heard Zoe say.

     “Why are you both up anyway? You should be asleep. Why aren’t you sleeping? It’s past midnight. Penelope, it’s very late and you have school tomorrow. Get into bed. Now. Go. Go on. Both of you. Off to bed, right now. This isn’t up for discussion, get into bed. Shoo, shoo, go, go.” Zoey dragged the girls towards the room.

    Both the girls protested and complained.

    I found the entire scene adorable and funny.

    They were obviously fond of me and wanted their big sister to date me.

    I couldn’t help but smile.

    The girls were finally ushered back into their room.

    I could hear the commotion even after Zoe shut the door.

    When Zoe returned, her face was flushed red and she was smiling shyly.

    “I’m so sorry about that. My sisters can be very annoying and nosy sometimes. They mean no harm. And they didn’t know what they were saying. It was nonsense. All of it. So, just forget it, okay.” Zoe blurted out. 

    Her cheeks were red and she was flustered.

    “I don’t think they were saying nonsense, Zoe.” I said and moved closer to Zoe. 

    I wrapped my hands around her waist and pulled her close.

    Zoe didn’t move.She looked up at me. Her face was flushed and her lips were moist and pink. She looked so beautiful.

    I leaned forward and kissed her lips softly.

    I could feel her tense under me.

    “Stop, Adrian.” She said.

    But, I kept on kissing her.

    I deepened the kiss, pushing her against the wall.

    I pulled away slightly and stared into her eyes.

    Her pupils were dilated.

    I could tell that she was turned on and was trying so hard to hide it.

    Her mouth parted and her breathing hitched.

    I could see the desire in her eyes.

    “I love you, Zoe. And your sisters are right. I’m your boyfriend.” I said and pulled her into my arms again.

    This time, I kissed her harder.

    I lifted her in my arms.

    Zoe gasped and I slipped my tongue in.

    She wrapped her hands around my neck.

    I walked her into the room.

    We kissed all the way, until I pushed her on the bed.

    I took off my shirt and threw it on the floor. 

    My wet jeans were sticking to me and were heavy.

    I unzipped the pants and kicked them off.

    Then I got on the bed and covered Zoe with my body.

    Zoe stared at my body.I could feel her heart pounding.She bit her lip as her eyes roamed my chest.

    I loved the effect I had on her.

    I loved how turned on she was just by staring at me. I stroked her cheek.

    “You should take off your clothes too. They are wet.” I whispered as I began to kiss her neck.

    I sucked the sensitive skin on her neck, and bit gently.

    Zoe m0aned. I continued kissing and sucking her soft neck.

    My hand wandered her body. Her legs parted, and I settled between them.

    I lifted her dress and pulled it over her head.

     “See. Isn’t it better?” I said and threw it on the floor. 

    I took off her br@ and underwear, leaving her completely n+ked.

    Zoe m0aned. I licked and bit her n+pples, before kissing her lips again.

    Zoe’s hand ran through my hair and down my back.

    She scratched me and I m0aned.

    My hands explored her body. She was so soft and beautiful. Her skin was warm and inviting.

    “The body heat is working. Your skin is so warm, Zoe. It feels so good against mine. So soft. You feel so fucking amazing.” I moaned.

    Zoe pulled away from me and stared at my eyes.

    I smiled and leaned in to kiss her again.

    She stopped me.

    Then she placed a palm on my chest, holding me.

    “Don’t you think we should shower first?” She asked.

    I groaned. 

    F+ck showering. I finally had her in my arms, naked, and she wanted to get up and go to the bathroom.

    “No. We are going to f+ck and it is going to be messy. We can shower after. Let me just make love to you, baby. I need you, Zoe. F+ck the shower.” I said and began to kiss her again.

    “But..” She tried to speak but I shut her up with a kiss.

    She stopped me and laughed.

    “Adrian, it’s not that. But, I was wondering if you can take a shower with me.” Zoe said.

    I paused and raised an eyebrow.

    “Are you serious?” I asked.

    Zoey nodded.

    “Well, if that’s what you want.” I smirked and jumped off the bed.

    Zoe laughed and got up.

    I grabbed her hand and led her into the bathroom.

    As soon as we got in, I pinned her against the wall and kissed her passionately.

    Zoe gasped and moaned as she kissed me back. I reached for the shower and switched it on.

    Cold water fell over us.

    “Why the hell is the water so cold? Jesus! What the f+ck, Zoe?” I said as I pulled away from her.

    Zoe laughed.

    “The shower was never hot, Adrian. This is the best we can do. I’m sorry. It’s either the water is cold or the electric heater won’t work. And I’m owing the electricity company, so…yeah.” Zoey shrugged.

    I frowned.

    This was unacceptable. There was no way I was going to let her stay in this place.

    Not when there was a better option.

    She needed a house. She needed a better life. This was no way to live.

    And I was going to also help her with her mother’s hospital bills and every other f+cking thing.

    I would take care of everything.

    Starting with the cold shower.

    I stepped out and pulled Zoey along. I opened the cupboard and rummaged through her drawers, until I found a pair of towels.

    “Here.” I handed her a towel.

    Then I took one for myself and dried off.

    “What are you doing?” She asked. 

    “We are going out.” I said. 

    “Out? What do you mean? Aren’t we going to do it in here? In the shower.” She asked. 

    I ignored her and began to dress up again. 

    My clothes were still wet but I didn’t care. No way, was I going to let her shower in this cold place.

    “What’s happening? Adrian, talk to me. Stop wearing your clothes. Where are you going?” She asked again. 

    “I’m taking you somewhere else. Somewhere with a warm and hot shower.” I told her. 

    “We can’t go anywhere, Adrian. My sisters are in the next room. If they wake up and find that I’m not home, they will panic.” Zoey said.

    I paused and sighed. She had a point.

    I paced around for a minute as I tried to come up with a solution.

    I finally did.

    “You stay here and get dressed. I’ll be back in few minutes.” I told her.

    “Where are you going? What’s happening, Adrian?” Zoey asked.

    I didn’t respond. I just pulled her close and kissed her.

    “I will be back, Zoey. Don’t worry.” I said and left the house.

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  • Teach Me Master – Chapter 28

    Teach Me Master – Chapter 28

     

     

    TEACH ME MASTER

    Teach Me Master – Chapter 28

    THEME: 18+ ROMANCE 

    © Spicy Novels 

      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

    ★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★

    “Master requested my presence.” I said to Marge.

     I was reapplying my makeup.  I wanted to look as hot and s+xy as possible.

    I was so nervous.

    I still didn’t understand why Master picked both Brooke and I? What was his plan? 

    “I don’t think you should go.” I heard Marge say.

    What???

    I stared at her, a look of confusion on my face. She had to be joking. 

    “What did you say, Marge. Master asked for me, and you want me to not go?” I asked her. 

    “Yes.” She said. 

    She  pulled a chair and sat down beside me.

    She looked at me and frowned.

    “You’re going to regret it, if you go. I know how you feel about him, and he’s going to break your heart. He’s a f+cking scumbag. And I don’t want him to use you again. Don’t do this. He’s no good for you.” She said to me.

    I shook my head and continued my makeup.

    “What makes you think he will break my heart?” I asked.

    “Are you dumb, Zoey?” Marge exclaimed.

    I frowned.

    “He asked for you and Brooke. I don’t know what his plans are but I’m so sure it’s nothing good.” Marge explained. 

    I rolled my eyes. 

    Why does Marge always have to be like this?

    She always had to overthink everything. Why was she always so logical?

    “Marge. I’m sure he doesn’t mean any harm. Maybe he just wants two dancers.” I said.

    “Two dancers. Yeah, sure. Whatever, Zoe. You can’t see what’s right in front of you. Master is bad news and he will destroy you.” She cupped my cheek and turned my face so that I could face her.

    “Zoe, don’t do this. Don’t let him take advantage of you. I don’t want you to fall apart. I don’t want him to use you and throw you away.” Marge pleaded.

    “Don’t go. You’re better than this. He’s going to ruin you. Trust me. Do not go and see him.” She continued.

    Marge was being so dramatic.

    “Master isn’t like that.” I replied.

    “He’s getting married, Zoe. HAVE YOU FORGOTTEN THAT HE’S GETTING MARRIED!!!!” She literally screamed at me.

    I winced and moved back.

    I didn’t say anything.

    “Zoey. Don’t you get it, Master is a f+cking douche bag and you are nothing but his toy. His plaything. He’s not serious about you. He’s using you.” Marge snapped.

    Her words hit me like a blow.

    It felt like my heart was shattering into a million pieces.

    I felt my body go cold.

    I couldn’t deny what she was saying was true. But what could I do.

    At the end of the day I still needed the money, right?

    It was fifty thousand dollars. That was a lot of money and I wasn’t going to say no to it. 

    “I need to go Marge. I need the money. I need the $50,000 dollars to pay some of the hospital debt. So I have to go.” I shrugged. 

    Good. Using the money excuse was the perfect way to get Marge off my back.

    She didn’t say anything.

    Her gaze shifted towards the makeup in front of me. I could see the look of disapproval on her face.

    “Fine. If you think you can handle it, then fine. Go.” She said. 

    Marge was silent. She was probably mad at me. 

    “Marge…” I called her name.

    But she didn’t respond. She just walked away.

    “F+ck.” I mumbled under my breath.

    She was upset. I was sure.

    I sighed.

    “Zoey?” I heard a voice call out my name.

    “Hmm?” I turned around and Brooke was standing behind me.

    She looked hot and s(xy in her red laced br@ and thong. She was wearing a pair of red-bottom heels.

    Her long slender legs looked amazing. 

    She was hot and stunning. Incredibly s+xy.

    Any guy would want to sleep with her.

    She had this sultry look about her, that could make anyone drool.

    My jaw dropped.

    F+ck.

    Was this the outfit she was going to wear?

    Master would go wild when he saw her in that. He would probably jump on her immediately he sets his eyes on her.

    I didn’t know why, but a feeling of jealousy began to consume me.

    “H…Hi Brooke.” I stammered as I continued to stare at her.

    Brook was beauty. Drop dead gorgeous. She had a model-like figure. 5’8, slim, with nice boobs and ass.

    Her b👀bs were way more bigger than mine and her @ss was rounder.

    F+ck. She was the stripper that every guy would dream of having.

    My eyes drifted over her body.

    Master would surely f+ck her instead of me. 

    Brooke was every man’s type.

    She had a perfect hourglass body. Brooke had beautiful brown hair. Her eyes were bright and hazel.

    Her lips were soft and pink. And her skin was smooth and clear.

    She was the perfect woman.

    What man wouldn’t fall in love with her.

    And on top of that, she was the best dancer in the club. Of course she was.

    Master taught her too. 

    So she knew everything. Every art of seduction.

    I swallowed and my heart began to pound.

    She smiled.

    “Ramona says it’s time. Master is waiting.” Brooke said.

    My throat went dry. I was getting cold feet.

    F+ck. What was wrong with me?

    Why was I getting so nervous.

    Brooke stretched out her hand towards me. 

    “Are you ready?” She winked at me.

    I nodded and took her hand nervously.

    “Yes, I am.”

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    Brooke and I walked down the hallway that led to the VIP suite. 

    I could feel my heart beating. My palms were sweaty.

    My knees felt week and legs seemed to tremble with each step I took. 

    I could feel my heart beat increase.

    Why was I feeling so nervous? Why was I feeling so scared. Was it because of Master?

    I didn’t want to see him. I didn’t want to be reminded of what I could not have.

    I was afraid.

    Afraid that I would lose myself to him.

    Maybe Marge was right. This was a bad idea. 

    No. This was a terrible idea. 

    This man was getting married and I was here acting like a lunatic for him.

    I turned to look at Brooke. 

    She had the most confident look on her face.

    The way she walked, like she was a model on a runway. 

    Brooke had the s+xiest smirk on her face. She was ready for this. I could feel it.

    It was as if she had been waiting for this moment her whole life.

    Waiting to f+ck Master.

    I was jealous.

    Jealous of how confident she was. I was jealous of her beauty. I was jealous of the way she would get to please him.

    The way she would get to see his expression when he 0rgasms.

    She would be able to touch his body.

    Taste his skin.

    Would I be to do that too?  I wasn’t as confident as she was right now.

    Was there something special between her and Master? Were they a thing?

    F*ck. I didn’t even want to think about that.

    Soon enough, we arrived at the VIP suite.

    Brooke stood in front of the door and glanced at me.

    She had the same smirk on her face. A s+xy smirk. 

    A kind of smirk that would make any man melt.

    My heart was racing.

    F+ck. Why did she have to be so damn beautiful?

    And the worst part was the way she looked at me. It was like, she was looking through my soul.

    As if she knew everything about me.

    I shivered.

    I hated her. I wanted her to disappear.

    “Ready?” She asked.

    I stared at her.

    “Ready for what?” I asked.

    “Ready to have a great time.” She grinned.

    Then she leaned in close and whispered to me.

     “I can see how nervous you are. If you’re not ready for what is going to happen behind those doors. I would suggest you leave now. Because I won’t let you stop me from f+cking Master tonight.” She whispered.

    “If you can’t handle him, leave, because I can. And I’m ready to show him how much I want him.” She told me. 

    Her words sent a shiver down my spine.

    Damn! Brooke was hot and s+xy.

    But her words also angered me.

    She thought I was some sort of wimp.

    Some sort of loser.

    That I wouldn’t be able to handle Master.

    What was her deal? She didn’t even know me.

    Who was she to tell me what to do? Was she trying to challenge me? 

    I suddenly felt a fire ignite within me.

    A surge of adrenaline was coursing through my veins. This b!+ch was challenging me.

    And I was not one to back down from a challenge.

    I was going to show her.

    Show her that I was the one who was meant to be with Master.

    Me, and no one else.

    I was going to do things she wouldn’t dare do. She didn’t have the guts.

    I would take Master’s heart and soul.

    Take him away from her.

    Make him scream out my name. Make him want only me.

    I wasn’t going to let Brooke have him.

    “F+ck you.” I said. “I’m going to show you what it means to really please Master.”

    “Ohh.” Brooke smirked.

    “Well, I guess, we are about to find out who is better.” She laughed.

    I didn’t respond. We were both ready.

    Both willing.

    And both determined.

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    Brooke slowly opened the door and we walked inside.

    My heart was pounding.  This was it.

    There was no turning back now.

    I would do whatever it takes to win Master over.

    Whatever it takes to prove to Brooke that I was the only one who could please him.

    I would be the one to give him everything.

    Everything he wanted.

    I looked around. 

    The room was dimly lit. 

    A red glow was illuminating from the chandeliers above.

    There was a metal pole in the center of the room. The smell of s+x hung in the air.

    There was a faint aroma of champagne and cigars.

    “Hello ladies.” A familiar voice greeted us.

    Master was sitting on an arm chair. 

    His body was covered by the shadows.

    He was only illuminated by the red light coming from the chandeliers.

    It was difficult to see his expression. It was difficult to know what he was thinking.

    ”Hello.” I said awkwardly but Brooke didn’t reply and she didn’t reply. 

    She just stood there.

    I glanced at her.

    She was staring at Master. She had this sexy expression on her face.

    Her eyes were hooded with lust.Her lips parted slightly.

    She was breathing hard. I guess, she was excited to see Master.

    I didn’t know why but my heart skipped a beat.

    Maybe because I was scared that he might choose her over me.

    What if he didn’t need me after all?

    “You two are very quiet.” Master said.

    He got up and walked towards the mini bar in the room. 

    He grabbed a bottle of whiskey and poured some in a glass.

    I stared at him. He wasn’t wearing his suit jacket anymore.

    He was only had the white shirt and black pants. He was still wearing his tie.

    The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up, revealing his muscular forearms.

    His hair was ruffled. 

    Master took grabbed the whiskey glass in one hand and unbuttoned the top button of his shirt with the other.

    Master moved closer to us. With each step he took, my heart raced.

    “Brooke and Zoey.” He chuckled.

    He stood right in front of us.

    His eyes drifted over our bodies.

    I could see the desire in his gaze.

    “Wow. You two are stunning.” Master said.

    He reached out and held Brooke’s chin.

    “Brooke, my best student. You were the first dancer I trained in this club.” He smiled.

    Then his hand moved downwards and cupped her cheek.

    Brooke smiled.

    “I am honored.” She said, as she looked up at him.

    I stood there, not knowing what to do.

    What the hell was going on? Why was he complimenting her?

    Wasn’t he supposed to do the same for me too?

    Why wasn’t he going to praise me as well.

    Master proceeded to stroke her cheek.

    He leaned forward and kissed her.

    I watched as Master kissed her.

    My heart sank.

    “You taste good.” Master said, after the kiss. 

    His thumb brushed against her plump. He offered her the drink and she accepted it.

    Brooke was blushing.

    Her cheek was as red as the wine she was drinking.

    I watched her sip the drink.

    “Good girl.” Master stroked her hair gently.

    He looked at her, his eyes full of lust.

    Brooke handed Master the glass and he placed it on the table next to him.

    He then turned to look at me.

    “And you Zoey, you’re new.” Master said, as he looked at me.

    Master moved towards me.

    “Come closer, Zoey.” He motioned for me to move closer.

    I hesitated.

    What was he planning to do?

    My heart was pounding.

    “Come closer, don’t be shy. I don’t bite. You know that.” Master smiled.

    I slowly walked towards him.

    My eyes were fixated on him.

    When I was a few inches away from him, Master reached out and touched my face.

    His touch was warm. His skin was rough.

    It felt good.

    I felt butterflies fluttering in my stomach.

    Master stroked my cheeks.

    “Zoey, I’ve been thinking about you since the party. Thinking about you, every single second, every single second. Thing about what you did to me.” He whispered.

    Master leaned in closer.

    I could feel his breath on my skin.

    “Do you remember what happened at the party? Huh?” He asked. 

    His hand trailed down my neck.

    My heart was beating fast.

    His fingers brushed against the swell of my breasts.

    I inhaled sharply.

    Master traced the outline of my breasts, his touch sending shivers through my body.

    My nipples were hardening.

    I could feel them pushing against the fabric of my bra.

    I was ar0used.

    He leaned in, held my neck and lifted my head up.

    “Do you remember how you felt me for Liam? How you made a fool out of me? How you chose Liam over me?” He whispered.

    He pulled me closer.

    “Do you remember?” Master said again, this time his voice was higher. 

    He was angry. I could see it in his eye. 

    He was angry and hurt. 

    What I did at the party must have really affected him.

    “Yes.” I mumbled.

    “Yes what?” Master tightened his grip on my neck a bit.

    I could feel him digging his fingers into my flesh.

    “Yes, Master.” I breathed.

    “Good. Good. I am glad you remember. I want you to remember how it feels.”

    Master whispered.

    His gaze drifted down my body. 

    “How it feels to be betrayed. How it feels to be rejected.” He whispered.

    He leaned in and kissed my forehead.

    “How it feels for the one you want to choose another.”

    His hand moved downwards, past my waist, till he reached the hem of my panties. He traced the outline of the lace with his finger.

    I shivered. I was getting hot. I was sweating.

    My body was heating up.

    The way he touched me was driving me insane.

    “How it feels for the one you want to pick another person, a f+cking douchebag, over you.” Master spoke slowly. 

    Master tug on my p@nties.

    “Do you know what you did to me that night, Zoey?” He asked as he slowly pulled down my panties.

    The sound of his voice was sending chills through my body.

    My lower body was exposed and his hands were rubbing my thighs.

    He was staring at me, his eyes filled with desire.

    “No.” I whispered.

    “Yes, you do.” Master replied. He ran his fingers up and down my legs.

    I was totally exposed to him.

    His eyes drifted over my nakedness.

    I was trembling.

    “You hurt me, Zoey.” He said. “You hurt me deeply.” He told me. 

    He slid his fingers along the lips of my opening, teasing me.

    My body was on fire. My legs were shaking.

    “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you.” I whimpered. I was losing control. 

    F+ck. His touch….his touch was so damn good.

    “Hmmm, you didn’t mean to, huh? How can I believe that when you have chosen him over me?” Master said.

    His finger slid in between my folds.

    I gasped. My head jerked backwards.

    My mouth fell open.

    I was in a state of shock.

    F+ck. He was touching me.

    I turned to look at Brooke. I had forgotten she was standing beside us.

    Brooke was watching us. Her eyes were filled with lust.

    She was ar0used too.

    Brooke had a hungry look on her face.

    “Oh!” I m0aned.

    Master’s finger slipped into my wetness.

    “Do you like that, Zoey? Hmmm?” He asked me.

    “Y..Yes.” I nodded.

    “But I was willing to give you more at the party. And yet you didn’t accept me. You didn’t choose me. You left me.” His deep voice echoed in the room.

    Master added another finger. He was playing with my body.

    He was controlling me.

    Controlling every part of me.

    F*ck. This was so wrong. So very wrong.

    Yet so good. This was pleasure.

    “Do you know how I felt when I saw you with him? He is my biggest rival and you chose him over me. Do you know what that means, Zoey?” Master growled.

    He was getting angry.

    “What…it means?” I panted.

    “It means you’ve chosen your fate. Your destiny. Do you understand that?” He asked. 

    Master removed his fingers from my opening.

    “Look at me, Zoey. Look at me.” He ordered.

    I turned to look at him.

    Master had a dark look on his face.

    A dangerous look. He looked so angry.

    So scary.

    “Look into my eyes.” He said. 

    He leaned forward and pressed his forehead against mine.

    “You’re going to know how it feels, Zoe.” He said to me. “You’re going to feel the pain I felt when I saw you with him.” He said and pulled away from me.

    “You’re going to suffer, because of your choice. Because of your actions. You will feel what I felt. You will experience the betrayal. The heartbreak” He continued to speak.

    Master left me and walked back to his arm chair. 

    “You will understand the consequences of what you did. You will feel the pain I felt, a thousand times worse.And when you’ve suffered, then you’ll realize how sorry you are for choosing Liam over me.” He finally said.

    Then he gestured for Brooke to come over. 

    I watched in shock and disbelief as she moved towards him.

    She stood closer to him. Her eyes never left him.

    What the hell? Why was Master doing?

    Then Master turned to me.

    “You’re going to stand there and watch me, while I f+ck her. Watch as I make her scream out my name. Watch as she orgasms. As she cums. Watch her lose control. And know, that you could have had all that too. If only, you chose me.” He said. His hand was on her ass. 

    The room was silent.

    My heart sank. Tears began to sting my eyes.

    I couldn’t believe this was happening.

    He was going to make me watch him fuck another woman. He was going to make me stand here, watching him pleasure Brooke.

    This was sick.

    Master was a sadist.

    This was the cruelest thing I had ever seen.

    He wanted to punish me. Punish me for what I did. And I would be forced to endure the pain.

    Because I couldn’t move.

    My feet were frozen to the ground.

    I watched as Brooke slowly knelt down in front of him.

    She slowly reached out and began to unzip his pants.

    I could hear my heart beating.

    The sound of my heart beating was deafening.

    F+ck! What was happening?

    This was not happening.

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  • Teach Me Master – Chapter 25

    Teach Me Master – Chapter 25

     

     

    TEACH ME MASTER

    Teach Me Master – Chapter 25

    THEME: 18+ ROMANCE 

    © Spicy Novels 

      DO NOT PLAGIARIZE 

    ★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★

    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

    ★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★

    CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE

    I stared at Marge. Her question haunted me. 

    Who was Mr X? 

    She was asking me to tell her everything that happened during the trip. 

    I didn’t know what to do.

    Was I going to tell her the truth? No. I couldn’t. I was too scared. 

    Marge warned me not to f+ck Master and I did. I wondered what she will do if I tell her I was in love with him. 

    “Zoey?” She asked.

    I didn’t know what to say.

    My mum was dying and all I could think about was how much of a fool I was.

    What the hell was wrong with me?

    I shook my head.

    “I don’t want to talk about it.” I said, and looked away.

    I didn’t want to face her. I just couldn’t do it now.  I would tell her after my mum was out of danger.

    Marge frowned.

    “Are you sure?” She asked.

    “Yeah.” I said, and took a sip of my coffee.

    “Ok.” Marge replied. “I’m not going to pressure you but we are going to have a long talk when all this is over. Deal?” She added.

    “Deal.” I agreed.

    I rested my head back on her shoulder and sighed.

    “Have the doctors said anything? Is mum going to be ok?” I asked.

    “They are still in the emergency room. We haven’t gotten any updates yet. I’m sorry.” Marge replied.

    I felt like crying again. This was not happening.

    “Hey. Hey. Hey. Stay strong. Your mum needs you.” Marge said.

    She took my face and stared into my eyes.

    “I know this is hard but you are strong. You have a good heart and you’re a great daughter. So, don’t ever forget that.” Marge said.

    I nodded and she gave me a kiss on my forehead.

    ***************************************

    It took about an hour before a doctor walked into the waiting room.

    We all stood up and waited anxiously for him to speak.

    “Ms Zoey.” He called.

    “Yes. That’s me.” I said.

    My palms were sweaty and my heart was racing. 

    “Can you follow me to my office?” He asked.

    “What about our mum?” Penelope asked.

    The doctor looked at her.

    “Your mother is going to be ok.” He said.

    My sisters and I breathed in relief.

    “She suffered a heart attack but is stable now. However, she still needs to remain in the ICU for a few days. We want to keep her under constant supervision.” He explained.

    “Ohhhh” My sisters turned to look at me. 

    They did not understand a word the doctor was saying.

    “What does that mean?” Victoria asked.

    “That mum is going to be ok and is getting better.” Marge replied, and pulled them into a hug.

    I walked over and thanked the doctor.

    “Thank you so much, doctor.” I said to him but he just shook his head.

    “Don’t thank me yet, Zoe.” The doctor said. 

    He gestured for me to follow him.

    I turned to Marge and told her that I would be back.

    She gave me a reassuring smile.

    “Go ahead. We will be here.” She replied.

    “Thank you.” I said.

    I followed the doctor to his office and sat down. He didn’t say a word.

    “Why am I here, doctor?” I asked, breaking the silence.

    The doctor looked at me and cleared his throat.

    “Miss Zoe. Yes, your mum is stable but you know her medical history. She just woke up from the coma some days ago and now she suffered a heart attack. Things are not looking well.” He said.

    “What do you mean?” I asked.

    “Well, she has a very weak body and she needs more care an attention. Extra supervision.” He said.

    “Ok.” I replied.

    Then he paused.

    “The thing is, we are not sure how long she can stay at the hospital.” He said.

    I frowned.

    “Why not?” I asked.

    “It’s getting very expensive. And you are owing the hospital a lot of money.” He explained.

    I bit down on my lip.

    “I know Dr Brown has been kind enough to let your debt go but the bills are getting too high. We cannot just keep your mother here for free. If things continue like this, we might have to let her go.” He said.

    My heart stopped….or I felt like it did.

    “What! But she is a patient? You can’t just stop attending to her.” I replied. 

    My heart began to race and my hands were shaking.

    “We can, because you owe us a lot of money. There are no funds to take care of your mum. This is not a charity organization. This is a hospital.” He replied.

    He didn’t look apologetic or sad. In fact, he seemed angry.

    “There has to be a way.” I pleaded.

    “I’m sorry but there is nothing we can do.” He said. “If your debts aren’t paid in full by next week, we are letting her go.”

    The doctor’s words left a gaping hole in my chest. This couldn’t be happening.

    My mum. What the hell was I going to do about my mum?

     I did not have any money left. Oh my God.

    This was a nightmare.

    A terrible, horrible nightmare.

    ******************************************

    “What did the doctor say?” Marge asked me as soon as I got out of the office. 

    She dragged me to a corner to avoid my sisters seeing me in a bad state. 

    I looked at her. My eyes were wet and I was trying my hardest not to cry.

    “Zoe. What’s wrong?” Marge asked.

    “The hospital is going to kick my mum out if the bills are not paid by next week.” I said. 

    Marge looked surprised.

    “What! No. That’s impossible. This is a hospital. How can they just kick a patient out?” She asked.

    “I owe them a lot of money, Marge and we don’t have health insurance. And with the bills from the coma, we don’t have enough. I have no idea what I’m going to do.” I explained.

    Marge shook her head and took a step back.

    “That’s ok. I mean, you made $100,000 at the bachelor party. We can go to Ramona right now to get the money. I’m sure whatever you owe, the money can cover it and there will still be a lot left. Right? Isn’t that the reason you went to Las Vegas in the first place? To get the money?” Marge said.

    Her words stung and I didn’t know what to say. I bowed my head down and looked away.

    Marge frowned.

    “What? Is something wrong?” She asked.

    “Marge….” I started.

    “What happened at the party, Zoe?” She asked again.

    When I didn’t respond, she shook her head and placed her hands on her hips.

    “Look. Zoe. You have to tell me the truth. There’s no way I can help if you keep hiding things from me.” She said.

    “You asked earlier who Mr X was and the truth is, it was Master.” I replied.

    Marge stared at me with a shocked expression.

    “Master was your client? Are you kidding me, Zoe?” She yelled.

    “Wait. I can explain.” I said.

    Marge turned around and walked a few feet away. Then, she stopped and faced me.

    “Oh, please do.” She said in anger.

    “I promise you, Marge. I didn’t know the client was him. I was as shocked as you were. Then he said he was going to have s+x with me for the 3 days. But I couldn’t do it. We had this huge argument and I….” I trailed off.

    Marge began to pace back and forth.

    “You couldn’t do it because you’re in love with him. Right?” She asked.

    “I….I didn’t think he would ask me to have sex with me.” I stammered.

     “You told me no one would demand for s+x at a bachelor party and I could decline if I wanted to.” I said.

    “The only reason he asked is because you made stupid advances to him during your lessons and he noticed that you liked him. You literally threw yourself at him. 

    It was all so obvious, Zoe. And I warned you but did you listen. Now, you are in love with a man that is going to marry another woman. And he just asked you for a favor, and what did you do. You blew the opportunity away. You fucked everything up.” Marge spat.

    I couldn’t believe what she was saying.

    “That is not true.” I replied.

    “Isn’t it? Isn’t that what happened?” She asked.

    I didn’t reply and she continued.

    “I warned Zoe. I warned you from the start not to sleep with him. I warned you not to have feelings for him and I warned you to keep everything as professional as possible. But did you listen? No. You never listened.” Marge yelled at me.

    “I’m sorry, Marge. I didn’t mean to fall in love with him.” I replied.

    “What’s done is done. We can’t change the past.” She said.

    She leaned against the hospital wall and sighed. 

    “You know, Ramona is going to fire you for this. Right?” Marge said to me. 

    I nodded.

    “Yes, I know.” I said. “I have no money and no job.”

    I could feel the tears coming.

    “So what are you going to do?” Marge asked.

    I wiped my tears.

    “What choice do I have?” I asked. “I’ve ruined everything. My life is a complete mess. And it’s all Master’s fault.”

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  • Teach Me Master – Chapter 23

    Teach Me Master – Chapter 23

      

     

    TEACH ME MASTER

    Teach Me Master – Chapter 23

    THEME: 18+ ROMANCE 

    © Spicy Novels 

      DO NOT PLAGIARIZE 

    ★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★

    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

    ★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★

    Master approached us.

    “Get the hell away from her, Liam. She’s mine.” Master shouted.

    He was furious and his voice was hard and demanding.

    I was so turned on. 

    I was turned on, because he was jealous and I was turned on, because I wanted to make him jealous.

    I couldn’t resist him. I wanted him. I didn’t care about anything else.

    Even though, I was still angry and hurt. Even though, I didn’t forgive him. Even though, he was getting married and I hated him for that.

    “She doesn’t look like she’s yours, Blackwood. And from what I could tell, she’s single.” Liam replied, as he kissed my neck and his hands grabbed my waist.

    I softened into Liam’s arms. I don’t know why seeing two guys fight over me made me hot and bothered.

    It was like the more jealous they were, the more turned on I got.

    I loved that they were fighting over me. I loved it when Master was jealous.

    He was staring at me and his eyes were burning.

    “Let’s go, Zoe.” Master said. He stretched out his hand, as if he was expecting me to grab it and follow him.

    I was torn. Part of me wanted to follow him and another part of me didn’t.

    “No.” I shook my head. “I’m not going anywhere.”

    “I paid for you.” He spat. 

    I got angry at his words.  Is that what Master viewed me as? A piece of property. Something that could be bought and used.

    “No, you didn’t.” I shot back.

    “I paid for three days of you. And we haven’t even finished the first day. So, get the hell away from Liam and follow me.” Master said.

    Then Master turned to Liam and glared at him. “You’re not supposed to touch her. Get your filthy hands off of her, Liam. Before I rip your head off.”

    Liam smirked.

    “She doesn’t look like she wants me to get away. From the looks of it, I think she wants to be with me and not you.” Liam replied. 

    He let go of my waist tho his hands held mine.

    Master stepped closer and his body was almost touching Liam.

    The two men faced each other like bulls. Their eyes were glaring at each other and their fists were clenched. Their heights were intimidating to me as I was lot of inches shorter than them.

    Their shoulders were broad and their muscles were tense.

    “Let her go. Now. Don’t make me ask again.” Master demanded.

    He was so authoritative and demanding. It made him look so s+xy.

    “You know what. Let’s ask Zoey. She’s a grown woman, and I’m pretty sure she can decide for herself. What do you say Zoey, do you want me or him?” Liam asked. 

    I swallowed. Damn! 

    If I wasn’t caught between two men, who were both equally attractive and had both showed interest in me, this would have been a dream.

    Two gorgeous men fighting over me.

    But, this was reality and I didn’t know what to do.

    Should I choose Master who was about to get married or Liam who I didn’t really know?

    “I…” I said.

    I was confused and I couldn’t decide.

    “Zoey.” Master growled.

    I could see how jealous he was. His eyes were wide and his face was red.

    “Yes. Master.” I replied.

    “Who do you choose? Me or Liam?” He asked.

    “Don’t make her choose, Blackwood.” Liam replied. “She can choose whoever she wants.”

    Master ignored Liam and stared at me. His gaze was intense and his body was tense.

    I wanted Master. I wanted him so bad. If I could, I would jump on his bones and take his body.

    But, the problem was that he didn’t want me. Not in the way I wanted him.

    “I’m staying with Liam.” I answered. 

    “No, Zoey. You’re coming with me. I paid for three days and three days is what I’m going to have.” Master said. He grabbed my left wrist and pulled me towards him.

    “She already told you no.” Liam growled, as he pushed Master.

    Master glared at him. “Don’t touch me.”

    “Well, I wouldn’t have to if you weren’t so rude and wouldn’t listen to her.” Liam yelled. 

    He stood in front of me and blocked Master from grabbing me.

    “How much did you pay for Zoey? Huh?” Liam asked. “Tell me how much you paid for her and I will double it. Triple it even. How about that?” 

    “I don’t need your money. Stay away from her.” Master warned.

    “Are you sure you don’t need the money? My company is leading in the stocks market and your company….no it’s not your company… your father’s company has started declining in sales. Isn’t that why you’re getting married to the daughter of your biggest investor? For the sake of business?” Liam asked. 

    “That’s the difference between me and you Adrian. I work hard and my money is earned through hard-work while you just sit back and inherit your daddy’s company.” Liam taunted.

    Master clenched his right fist and threw a punch at Liam.

    “I’ll f+cking kill you!” Master roared.

    His fist hit Liam and Liam was sent flying onto the cold hard ground.

    Blood was gushing down Liam’s face and he was groaning in pain.

    Master didn’t stop and he was punching him. His knuckles were bloody and Liam was bruised and swollen.

    “Stop. Stop.” I screamed and tried to push Master away from Liam.

    “Master, please. Stop. You’re going to kill him.” I pleaded.

    But he didn’t stop. Instead he hit Liam harder.

    “Master, please.” I cried.

    I wrapped my hands around his waist and tried to pull him off.

    “Please. Please. Stop.” I begged. 

    Master’s hand accidentally hit me and I fell to the ground.

    “Ow.” I groaned and fell back.

    My hands were bleeding and the cold wind was making it hurt even more.

    “F+ck!” He swore and stopped hitting Liam.

    Master turned around to me immediately and held my hand.

    “Oh god. Zoey, are you ok?” Master asked.

    There was so much concern in his eyes and his tone.

    He helped me up and looked at my hand.

    “I’m sorry. I’m sorry. Did I hurt you? I’m so sorry.” He apologized. He caressed my hands and kissed them softly.

    “Don’t touch me.” I shook my head and pulled my hands back.

    I was trying to keep my distance from him.

    “Zoey. I’m sorry. It was an accident.” Master replied.

    I shook my head and turned away. 

    “Just leave.” I replied.

    “Leave now, Blackwood. Haven’t you done Zoey enough damage?” Liam growled.

    Master ran his hand through his hair. His face was covered with sweat and his knuckles were stained with Liam’s blood. 

    “I’m sorry. This isn’t like me. I don’t know what happened Please forgive me, Zoey.” Master apologized.

    He took a few steps towards me but I stepped back.

    “You’ve hurt me enough.” I replied.

    He closed his eyes and sighed.

    “I know. You’re right. And I’m sorry. I was an asshole.” He said. 

    “I …l..” Master stammered. It was like he was finding it hard to talk.

    He looked at me, and then he turned away.

    “I’ll go. I’m sorry for the trouble. Take good care of her.” Master said to Liam. 

    He turned his back and walked away.

    My heart was breaking.

    “Master.” I mouthed.

    I didn’t want him to leave.

    I was mad at him. But, I didn’t hate him.

    ******************************************

    After Master left, Liam called his driver. 

    A red sports Bugatti pulled over in front of us and the driver quickly got out of the car.

    “Sir, what happened? Are you ok?” The driver asked.

    He stared at Liam’s bruised face.

    “I’m fine.” Liam replied. He waved his hand, as if his injuries were nothing.

    The driver opened the door and Liam and I got in the car.and we got inside.

    The inside of the car was huge. The seats were covered with black leather and the interior was white. 

    Damn! The car must be f+cking expensive.

    How rich was this guy?

    “Where to Sir?” The driver asked.

    Liam turned to me. 

    “Where do you want to go, Zoey?” He asked.

    “Back to the city.” I replied. I stared out the window and didn’t turn to look at him.

    “Can you take us to the airstrip?” Liam said. 

    “I will call my pilot and get him to fly us back to the city. Is that okay with you, Zoey?” Liam asked.

    I didn’t reply. I just nodded. 

    “Don’t worry.” He placed his hand on top of mine.

    I didn’t move away.

    “You will be back home soon.” He assured.

    Liam leaned back and pulled out a handkerchief from his pocket.

    He dabbed it on his nose and lips, which were bloody and swollen.

    “I’m so sorry.” I said. “You got hurt because of me. I didn’t mean for any of this to happen. I’m sorry.” I said to Liam. I looked down at my bruised hand.

    Liam was a stranger, but he still got involved in this mess because of me.

    I sighed. I shouldn’t have kissed him. I shouldn’t have kissed him and gotten Master jealous.

    All that happened was that I was playing with fire.

    I caused the fight and now, Liam had been hurt.

    “It’s not your fault, Zoey. This is all on Adrian Blackwood.” Liam replied.

    “That f+cking bastard.” He cussed at Master.

    “I’m sorry.” I said again. 

    I turned back to the window. The image of Master getting angry and fighting, came into my mind.

    Damn! He was so strong. 

    Liam was no match for him.

    He was a big man, but Master was bigger and stronger.

    Master was so aggressive and dominant. It was so s+xy. His muscular frame and strong arms. His demanding personality and his authoritative presence.

    Master was the complete opposite of Liam.

    Liam was more gentle and charming.

    While Master was dark and dominant.

    I loved how he fought for me. It was the first time someone had done that for me.

    I shook my head. 

    Ughhh…. Why was I thinking of a man who was about to be married to someone else.

    I shouldn’t be feeling anything for Master.

    I shouldn’t.

    But, my heart wasn’t listening. My stupid heart had a mind of its own.

    “Why did you kiss me, Zoey?” Liam asked, breaking the silence.

    “I….l..” I stuttered. I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t have any deep feelings for Liam and the only reason why I kissed him was because I wanted to make Master jealous.

    But, I couldn’t tell Liam the truth. It was too embarrassing.

    “Were you trying to make Adrian jealous?” Liam asked. It was as if he could read my thoughts.

    I turned to look at him and saw him smiling.

    “It’s alright, Zoey. You don’t have to answer. Your reaction speaks a thousand words.” He said. 

    He let out a sigh and shook his head.

    “He doesn’t deserve you. If it were me, I would never let you go. You are the type of girl I would marry. Someone so beautiful and smart. Someone I could see spending the rest of my life with.” He said.

    He grabbed my hand and held it.

    “I would make sure to worship and cherish you. Not use and hurt you.” Liam added.

    I didn’t pull away.

    He sounded sincere and his eyes were looking at me with so much emotion.

    Then he dropped my hand and leaned back.

    “But I’m also not the kind of guy that would try to pursue a woman that’s not his. And I’m pretty sure that you love him. It’s written all over your face. You have the look of someone who is deeply in love. So, I’m not going to force myself on you.” Liam said. 

    He reach down to a compartment and pulled out a small bottle of whiskey.

    He uncorked it and drank straight from the bottle. Then he offered the bottle to me.

    I shook my head.

    “Thank you but I don’t drink. Especially, when I have to get on a plane.” I replied.

    “Smart girl.” Liam smirked. “Well, this is a private jet and the flight is only an hour. So, I guess it’s fine.” He added.

    Then leaning back against the leather seat of the car, Liam turned to me and spoke.

    “You shouldn’t obsess over Adrian Balckwood. Trust me, many women have and he always ends up hurting them. You’re a nice girl. Find someone who will appreciate you and give you the love you deserve.” Liam advised.

    “Also, the marriage is surely happening. He’s marrying her no matter what.” He added.

    “You should just forget about him and move on. It’s only going to hurt more if you continue to love him.” He concluded.

    “I know.” I replied.

    But, the problem was, my heart didn’t agree with me.

    My heart still belonged to Master and I didn’t know how to take it back.

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  • Teach Me Master – Chapter 16

    Teach Me Master – Chapter 16

     

    TEACH ME MASTER

    Teach Me Master – Chapter 16

    THEME: 18+ ROMANCE 

    © Spicy Novels 

      DO NOT PLAGIARIZE 

    ★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★

    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

    ★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★

     

    The next morning came quicker than expected.

    I don’t know how long I had slept, but it wasn’t long enough.

    I groaned and opened my eyes, my lids heavy with fatigue.

    Ramona’s offer had been swimming in my head the whole night.

    I couldn’t stop thinking about it.

    3 days in Las Vegas, all expenses paid.

    I would be able to pay off mom’s debt and finally be able to get me and my sisters out of our dingy apartment and into a decent neighborhood.

    “Ugh.”

    I groaned, sat up, and pushed my hair out of my face.

    It was past 9:00 AM.

    The house was silent, so my sisters must have already left.

    I got up and went to the bathroom, took a shower, and changed.

    I grabbed my bag and keys and headed for the door, I wanted to see Marge and ask her opinion on this job.

    It was a big opportunity… but I was still having second thoughts about it.

    As I walked out of the apartment and into the busy streets of the city, my phone vibrated in my pocket.

    I fished it out, and saw that it was from the hospital.

    “Hello.” I quickly picked it up.

    “Hi Zoe. It’s Nurse Nancy.” She replied.

    “Is everything ok with my mum?” I asked, terrified.

    “Well…. It’s better you come in. The doctor wants to talk to you.” Nurse Nancy 

    “I’m on my way.” I replied.

    I hung up, hailed a taxi, and told the driver to go straight to the hospital.

    My heart was beating rapidly, and I was praying everything was ok.

    “Zoe.” Dr. Brown greeted as soon as I walked into his office.

    “How’s my mom? Is she ok?” I asked frantically. 

    “Take a seat.” Dr Brown gestured to the seat beside me. 

    “Is there something wrong?” I asked, struggling to remain calm.

    “You see Zoe, I have some news for you. Good news and bad news.” He said. 

    “Ok. Tell me. Just tell me, please.” I begged. 

    “The good news is that your mum is miraculously out of coma and she’s awake.”

    I stared at him, not quite believing what he had just said.

    “Did you hear what I just said, Zoe? Your mother is out of coma.” Mr Brown repeated. 

    “What?” I yelled.  “She’s awake.”

    I covered my mouth with my hand and tears sprung to my eyes.

    “Mom’s awake. Is she ok? Can I see her?” I pleaded. 

    “Yes, she’s ok. Her condition has stabilized. She’s asking for you and your sisters. Go and see her, and then come and find me.” Mr Brown said to me. 

    “Thank you so much, Doctor.” I rose to my feet to leave, but I remembered he had mentioned bad news as well.

    “What’s the bad news?” I asked, fearfully. 

    Dr. Brown took a deep breath and leaned forward.

    “The bad news is that the traumatic injury to your mother’s brain has caused a permanent and severe brain damage.” He spoke. 

    “Wha—-What … What do you mean doctor?…..” I stammered. 

    “ She’s awake right? That means she’s ok. Doesn’t it? Isn’t that a good sign, doctor? Isn’t it?” I snuffled. 

    “Sit down, Zoe.” Mr Brown whispered.

    I sat down slowly, watching him, tears streaming down my face.

    “When a person wakes up from a coma, it doesn’t mean they’re ok. Most people recover a little bit. However, it’s not a complete recovery. In your mother’s case, she has some impairments.

    She’s unable to speak or walk, and she’s probably unable to remember anything from the past, or who she is, or who her family members are. It’s very important for her to get the emotional support and help from her family, friends, and loved ones.” He explained. 

    “But—But she will recover right?” I asked, my voice trembling.

    “It’s hard to say, Zoe. The brain is a complicated thing. We have no way of knowing for sure. But she will need extra care, and will have to undergo a lot of physical therapy. The bills are going to be a lot. Are you prepared to handle all that?” He asked. 

    I was quiet.

    I had no idea what to say.

    Was I ever prepared for any of this?

    “I will be there for her.” I finally whispered.

    “Good.” Dr. Brown nodded.

    “You can go and see her now. Remember she doesn’t remember anything, so it might be hard to accept the reality of her situation. Be patient and supportive. I’ll have one of the nurses come and check on you in a bit.” 

    “Thank you, doctor.” I smiled at him. 

    I turned and walked out of his office, a whirlwind of emotions inside me.

    I wiped away the tears, and went to see my mum.

    The door to my mother’s room was slightly ajar, so I pushed it open and stepped inside.

    My mom was awake, staring at the window, and she didn’t notice when I walked in.

    I stood in the corner of the room and watched her.

    She had always been a thin, fragile woman, but now she looked even smaller and frailer.

    She didn’t seem to notice me standing there, and after a few minutes, I walked over to her bed.

    “Mom?” I said. “Mum?”

    She slowly turned and looked at me, her eyes vacant and cold.

    She didn’t say a way… Well she couldn’t. She just looked at me with confusion.

    “Hi Mom.” I said again.

    She continued staring at me, like she was trying to figure out who I was.

    “It’s me, Zoe.” I whimpered. 

    Tears sprang to my eyes.

    This was harder than I thought.

    “Remember? I’m your daughter. Your first child. Your little Zoe. Your baby.” I cried. 

    “Do you remember me, mom?” I asked, my voice shaking.

    “I’m here.” I whispered, placing my hand over hers.

    She just stared at me, and the tears rolled down my cheeks.

    I swallowed the lump in my throat and squeezed her hand.

    I couldn’t stop myself from crying.

    This was my mum.

    I had known her since the day I was born.

    This woman, who was lying on the bed, was my mother.

    The woman who had given me life.

    “You don’t know who I am. Do you, mom?” I sobbed. 

    “Zoe, sweetheart.” Nurse Nancy said and placed a hand on my shoulder.

    “Go easy on her. She can’t speak or walk. But she can hear, see and feel. So she can understand. It might take a while for her to learn and remember things, but she will get there eventually. You just have to be patient.” Nancy stated. 

    “What if she doesn’t. Dr. Brown said she may never recover fully, or ever be able to remember us or who she is.” I said to Nancy. 

    “What if…” I burst out into tears, and buried my face in my hands.

    I felt a strong arm around me, and when I looked up, it was Nancy, pulling me in for a hug.

    “Come on, dear, let’s get you out of here.”

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  • Teach Me Master – Chapter 8&9

    Teach Me Master – Chapter 8&9

     

     

    TEACH ME MASTER

    Teach Me Master – Chapter 8&9

    THEME: 18+ ROMANCE 

    © Spicy Novels 

      DO NOT PLAGIARIZE 

    ★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★

    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

    ★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★

    I rang the doorbell and waited. The whole day had been pretty exhausting.

    Visiting mother, talking to the doctor, crying my eyes out and trying to find a solution to my problems, was more draining than I had expected.

    But I was determined. I was willing to do anything to save her.

    Benjamin answered the door and stared at me. His judgy eyes were on full display, and he narrowed them at me.

    “I guess you’re back for another lesson.” He said. 

    “Yes.” I replied. I wasn’t in the mood for his shit today.

    “Come in then. Mr Blackwood will be here soon.” Benjamin said.

    I followed him inside. He took me to the living room where I had the first lesson with Mr Blackwood. I sat down on the sofa and waited. My hands trembled from exhaustion.

    A few minutes later, I heard Mr Blackwood voice. He was walking down the stairs. My eyes quickly found him and locked onto his form.

    He was wearing a grey suit and black tie. He looked more handsome than ever.

    My breathing hitched. I couldn’t stop staring at him. My mind was reeling.

    I stood up immediately, a little too excited to see him.

    But that excitement faded when I saw a woman beside him.

    She was tall and beautiful, with long blonde hair. She wore a pair of jean shorts and a tight t-shirt that exposed her cleavage.

    Her breasts bounced slightly as she moved beside Blackwood and she seemed to giggle every now and then.

    “I hope you learnt a lot from our session today, Miss Alice?” He asked as he escorted her to the front door.

    “Yes Master.” the woman replied and I couldn’t help but feel jealous.

    Where were they coming from? Was it the bedroom?

    What did they do there?

    Did he f+ck her?

    Hearing her call him ‘Master’ didn’t make it any better.

    I hated seeing him so close to another woman. It made me sick.

    Why did I even care?

    Why did the thought of them together bother me so much?

    I felt the urge to cry, but forced myself not to.

    Maybe it was all the stress… Nothing more… right?

    I wasn’t insanely attracted to him.

    Was I? F+ck!

    Mr Blackwood nodded and turned towards me. He had the same stoic expression as usual.

    “Here for another lesson, Miss Zoe?” He asked.

    “Yes, Master.” My voice shook as I replied.

    “Good.”

    Mr Blackwood looked at me curiously and then glanced at Alice.

    “Thank you, Alice.” He said, giving her a hug and a pat on the shoulder.

    “You’re welcome, Master.” She said, smiling at him.

    She had such a pretty smile. And perfect white teeth.

    She looked at me briefly, before heading towards the door.

    “See you soon, Mr Blackwood.” She waved.

    “You too, Alice.” He said and closed the door behind her.

    He turned around and looked at me.

    “Now then, Miss Zoe. Let’s get started, shall we?”

    My heart sank.

    How could he act so casual? Didn’t he notice how much seeing them together affected me?

    Blackwood walked closer to me. He stood right in front of me, and I could feel his breath against my neck.

    I could smell his cologne.

    It was different from before. It was stronger, and it sent shivers down my spine.

    “Are you alright? You seem exhausted, Miss Zoe. Are you sure you’re ready for this lesson?” He asked, seeming worried.

    “Yes, frankly, I still need to learn more.” I stated.

    Last night was a success but I still needed a lot of work to do, even more now that I have to work ten times harder for my mother’s hospital bills.

    “Hmm. How did last night go. Was it good?” He asked, looking only at my lips as he ran his fingers through my thick black hair, sending multiple waves of shiver to my bones. Having him this close made my knee go weak.

    I swear there was something about Mr Blackwood, something that I couldn’t stop. Something that made me want to submit to him. And I didn’t understand it.

    “Yes it was very good.” I said, biting my lip and smiling at him, wondering why I felt so excited just to be in his mere presence.

    His previous lesson had sure done a lot for me, not only did it make me a better dancer but it also made me feel so confident about myself… and the money I had made last night was the best part.

    But Marge warning rang in my ears.

    “Don’t f+ck Master!”

    I shook my head, trying not to think much about anything. My mum’s illness was enough for me.

    “So Miss Zoe… tell me about last night?” He asked, before sitting on one of the chairs and motioning me to speak.

    “I-It was good. The men there loved me, it felt good to be desired so much.” I tell him, trying to keep a strong composure. His gaze alone was making me wet.

    This man had the s+x appeal of a Greek god, and I was sure he knew it.

    His mere voice made me fumble and it took every bit of me to stay strong.

    “Hmmm, that’s great to know.” He smiled.

    His smile was so sincere that I almost melted.

    “You see, you’re a goddess Zoe. You could make any man fall at his feet if you wanted to but you keep holding yourself back.” He stood up and walked closer to me.

    “Dancing on that stage makes you in control and you own all of those men’s hearts. But the stage doesn’t give you that confidence. So that’s what I want to teach you today. I want you to learn how to s+duce, how to be confident and how to not hold yourself back.” He whispered into my ear as his fingers trailed my spine, making me shiver from his touch.

    I sighed as his touch gave me goosebumps. His warm breath was sending tingles all over my skin and his words were making my heart pound rapidly in my chest.

    “You are not going to get what you truly want if you keep holding yourself back.” 

    He whispered in my ear so sensually that I try so hard to stifle back my moan.

    “What do you want Zoe?” He asks.

    “I-I- I don’t know.” I stuttered.

    A gasp escaped my lips as he wrapped his hand around my neck and leaned closer to me.

    “Tell me what you want.”

    His hot breath brushed against my neck.

    I felt so vulnerable and helpless, completely under his control.

    “What is it you really want, Zoe?” He asks again, I feel him inhaling my skin like it was some kind of drug he needed.

    “Master–” I managed to say in-between breaths, trembling at his touch.

    “Talk to me Zoe. What do you desire?” He asks again, this time his voice hardening.

    “You!” I spoke, before realizing the words that left my lips.

    He was the only thing clouding my thoughts, the one thing I desired right now. I wanted him.

    “That wasn’t so hard now… Was it Miss Zoe?” He asked, before letting out a chuckle.

    “But you see Miss Zoe, you can’t have me. No one can. I hope you understand. It’s my fourth rule. Never fall in love with me. I’m your teacher and you are my student. Nothing more than that. You got it?” He said.

    I swallowed and nodded. I was a fool to have said that.

    F+ck!

    What’s wrong with you Zoe? I thought.

    I should be focusing on the lesson… making money and not daydreaming about fucking Mr Blackwood.

    “Now, strip off your clothes. We are about to begin our second lesson now.” He ordered, crossing his hands above his chest.

    I nodded and began to slowly undress.  

    I had a feeling that today’s lesson wasn’t going to be as easy as the last one.

    MASTER’S POV

    Zoe was an enigma.

    There was something about her.

    I couldn’t explain it.

    The very first day I saw her, standing outside my mansion, I knew she was different.

    Her body, her eyes, her beauty….. her innocence.

    Everything about her was so mesmerizing.

    Her presence captivated me.

    It was obvious that she wasn’t like the other girls I had trained.

    She was shy, timid and reserved.

    She held back her feelings and emotions.

    She was a complete mystery.

    It made me curious. 

    I have been training girls for the last decade.

    I have had so many students but no one was like her.

    She had no idea how much power she had.

    I was always a master, I always had complete control over every girl who came into my house, but she had the ability to make me lose control.

    She made me feel something deep within my core.

    Something I couldn’t explain.

    It wasn’t just lust.

    It was something more.

    Something I couldn’t put a name to.

    As someone who is pretty good at suppressing emotions and being cold, it was a little strange to feel something so strongly.

    But the truth was, she made me feel something I never had felt before.

    She made me feel alive.

    It was a weird sensation, yet it was addictive.

    And that is what I wanted her to learn…

    You see, women are and have always been s+xualized by the opposite gender.

    It has always been a struggle for them to fight the stereotypes.

    Women have always been objectified and used by men.

    Men have always treated women as objects.

    They have always seen them as sexual creatures, who were created to pleasure them.

    And because of that, most women have always felt ashamed and inferior.

    Most of them have been afraid to express their desires.

    They have always tried to hide their sexual needs and fantasies.

    And that’s where I come in.

    I teach these girls that their desires are natural and they should never be ashamed of them.

    I show them how to use their bodies to get what they want.

    I show them how to unleash their inner goddess and be confident.

    From Cleopatra to Catherine the Great, from Elizabeth Taylor to Catherine Zeta Jones, most powerful and influential women throughout history have all shared the same characteristics.

    They have all had a sense of self-assurance and a strong will. Their aura was so strong that people could not resist their charms.

    Their s+xuality was so potent and alluring that men were drawn to them.

    It was their charm, their confidence and their power, which made them irresistible.

    Men think they hold the power… but in reality, it is the women who have the real power.

    If women were allowed to live up to their full potential and use their bodies the way nature intended them to, they would be unstoppable.

    They would have the world in their hands.Most people might find it strange that a man: handsome, rich and powerful was doing something like this, but the truth is, I enjoyed it.

    I enjoyed helping women become confident in their s+xuality.

    It gave me a sense of accomplishment.

    Most people think strippers are whores or sluts, but the truth is, they are just normal girls who need some guidance.

    These girls have been told all their lives that their desires are wrong and dirty, and they have learned to suppress their true selves.

    So when I meet a girl who is struggling, it gives me the satisfaction to help her overcome her issues and show her how beautiful and s+xy she can be.

    It is a privilege to witness a woman transform and blossom.

    It is a privilege to see a girl who has always felt shy and insecure turn into a confident, beautiful goddess.

    I help them understand that they are more than just bodies.

    They are beautiful souls.

    They are unique and special.

    Their inner strength, their beauty and their personalities were their greatest assets.

    And that is exactly what I want to do for Zoe.

    I want to show her how beautiful and powerful she is. With her beauty and her charm, she can easily achieve anything she wants in life.

    She can be anything she desires.

    But for me to do that perfectly, I had to push her boundaries.

    I had to break her down.

    I had to strip her of all her inhibitions.

    I had to expose her deepest, darkest secrets.

    I had to tear down her walls and make her vulnerable.

    I had to push her limits and see how far she could go.

    If I was going to teach her anything, I had to push her beyond her comfort zone.

    That’s what today’s lesson was going to be about.

    “Strip” I commanded, my voice sure and firm not giving away the turmoil that was going on, on the inside.

    Zoe looked like a deer caught in a car’s headlights at my command but I waved my hand for her to get started.

    “We don’t have all day.” I reminded her and that prompted.

    She quickly took over her too and br@ and dropped it to the floor.

    It took all I had not to stare at her.

    She was so perfect, so beautiful, her tits, her body, her curves… everything.

    F+ck!

    Her n+ked body was driving me crazy.

    I could feel my er+ction growing in my p+nts, but I didn’t let it distract me.

    “Good, Now, turn around and slowly pull off those shorts. Let them fall slowly. Remember it’s the show that counts not the actual thing. Make it a show. Own it. Don’t be embarrassed. Be proud and confident. This is your body. Don’t let anyone take it away from you.” I said.

    I watched her nod, and with that, she did what I said.

    Her hips moved in a circular motion and her butt bounced slightly as she pulled down her shorts.

    Her long black hair was tied in a bun, so I could see her slender neck.

    The way her skin glistened in the sunlight, made me want to kiss her.

    She was so beautiful.

    I could not take my eyes off of her.

    My gaze traveled down to her thighs and the curve of her ass.

    I let out a harsh exhale, wondering if I had the fortitude to simply be professional with her.

    Now I had to teach her, how to s+duce other men.

    F+ck.

    This was going to be hard.

    Not only would it make me break one of my cardinal rules but it would also make me fall deeper into the rabbit hole that was Zoe.

    And that’s because one taste won’t be enough…..

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  • Teach Me Master – Chapter 1

    Teach Me Master – Chapter 1

     

    TEACH ME MASTER

    Teach Me Master – Chapter 1

    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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    “Remember when you get up on that stage, you’re a whole different person.”

    “A whole different person?” I asked, using my hand to cover up the exposed parts of my body. It was really hard to do that considering the fact that I was only wearing a thong and a black lace bra.

    “Yes Zoe, why do you have to ask this every time? You know what I mean. The men are paying good money for your body. Treat them well, it’s the least you can do. Now stop being such an airhead and get up there.”

    I swallowed and stared down at myself. My tits were so large they spilled out over both sides of my bra. I looked like I had implants, which is something I always hated about myself.

    “It’s just that….” I stammered.

    “I don’t feel so confident about myself. I mean, I can’t even dance and…and…well, I’m not sure if I should go through with this. What do you think, Marge? Do you think it would be better for me to just quit?”

    Marge laughed and shook her head. Her blonde hair bounced around as she did so. She reached out and pulled me away from the mirror.

    “Zoe honey! Quit and do what? Go back to scrubbing the floors of the diner? No way. Look at yourself. Those are some huge titties right there. Now remember your moves and let’s get the show started.”

    Marge grabbed my left arm and gently pushed me towards the door. I couldn’t help but glance over my shoulder at the mirror again.

    I saw a girl who was insecure and unsure of herself. I had always struggled with my confidence.

    My self esteem issues ran deep. Maybe I could change that tonight and maybe I could find the strength I needed to go through with things. I took a deep breath and walked outside.

    The strip club was packed with people. White smoke lingered in the air, giving the place an eerie atmosphere. The walls were adorned with neon lights and posters of scantily clad women, advertising the dancers who were scheduled to perform that night. My picture was among those on display. I could see my face staring back at me from behind the glass, lit by the red light.

    Horny men filled the room, most sitting in their seats, waiting for the next dancer—me to make her grand entrance. They had paid good money to watch me shake my ass on stage. I felt sick. I had never done anything like this before.

    I had only been doing this work for about a week and I already felt like I wanted to throw up. But I couldn’t stop.

     From my vegetative mother’s medical bills to my everlasting debts; I needed this job. It was the only way I could survive.

    “Zoe!!!” Lily, a fellow dancer, called out to me. She walked towards the bar, where Marge and I stood waiting to be called upon.

    Lily was one of the few dancers I liked in the club. The others were mean ass bitches who only cared about themselves. When I first started working here, I would get these strange looks from them, and I wasn’t sure why. They all knew I was new to the profession and didn’t have much experience to begin with. However, they didn’t seem to care that I was inexperienced. They still treated me like shit and I hated every moment of it.

    “Ready to give those boys what they paid for?” she asked.

    “Ummmm….. I don’t…” I stammered.

    “She’s still having doubts and wants to quit.” Marge interrupted. She grabbed a glass of whiskey from the bartender and handed it to me.

    Lily rolled her eyes. “Just calm down Zoe. You can do this. Remember what we practiced. Just pretend you’re dancing in front of your own mirror.”

    “But I’m not good at dancing and I feel like naked.” I replied.

    “Naked.” Lily chuckled. “You’re not naked. You’re wearing a thong and a bra. Have you seen the girls that work in the VIP section? They hardly wear any clothes at all. Hell, some of them even wear nothing at all. If you can handle being around them, then you can handle stripping naked for men. Come on now, you got this.”

    I took the glass of whiskey and gulped it down. It burned as it went down my throat. It felt like fire burning through my veins.

    “But—” I tried to speak but Marge grabbed my arm and pushed me towards the stage.

    The announcer or as we called him, Brad the MC, stood up on his podium and began to introduce me as the next performer. His words echoed in my ears. My heart began to beat faster and I felt myself getting nervous.

    “……And coming up next, we have our newest addition to the club. She comes all the way from North Dakota and she is going to be bringing us some dirty dancing. Ladies and gentleman, please welcome ‘Raven’. ”

    My hands were shaking as I stepped onto the stage. I glanced up at the crowd and immediately regretted it. There were so many of them. All I could see were dozens of faces staring back at me, filled with lust and desire.

    “I feel like crying,” I whispered to myself. I twirled my finger around my raven black hair. It was my trademark look and it was also the reason I was given ‘Raven’ as my stage name.

    The music started and I froze. I knew I wasn’t going to be able to do this. I didn’t want to embarrass myself. Maybe this was a bad idea.

    “Come on shake that @ss.” A man in the crowd yelled.

    “And those huge titties too!!!” Someone else shouted.

    “We didn’t pay for you to stand there,” Another voice added.

    I swallowed. These men were really horny.

    I began moving my hips slowly or so I thought. To get in rhythm, I started to sway my body back and forth.

    There was a pole in the middle of the stage and I moved towards it. I grabbed the metal bar with both hands and proceeded to move my body around it.

    I can’t believe I am actually doing this, I thought. I hoped I was putting on a good show for these men.

    Suddenly, I felt a hand grab my @ss. It startled me and I almost fell off the stage.

    I glanced over my shoulder and saw one of the guys sitting at the table. He was staring at me with his mouth wide open. His friend next to him was laughing.

    “What??!!!” He yelled. “Don’t you like it?”

    He began to laugh again and so did the others.

    “You’re so boring!!!” A bald headed man yelled.

    “Give me my money back. This isn’t worth a dime.” Another guy complained.

    I looked at the girls in the audience. Their faces were full of disappointment and disapproval. I felt crushed under their gaze.

    “And that’s all for Raven.” Brad quickly jumped onto the stage. He handed me a few dollars and gestured for me to leave.

    Boos erupted into the air as I left the stage. The sound of disappointed men filled the room.

    I sat down next to Marge at the bar. Tears began to fall from my eyes. I had failed. Everyone was right; I couldn’t dance for shit.

    “It wasn’t that bad.” Marge spoke, trying to console me.

    “That was terrible.” A woman chimed in from across the bar.

    Her name was Ramona and she was the manager of the club. She was a tall slender brunette with long dark curly hair. She always wore excessive makeup for some reason and her skin was extremely pale.

    “I’ve seen hundreds of new strippers before you and none of them were as bad as you.”

    I wiped away a tear and looked into her eyes. She had a stern look about her. Her face was covered in freckles and she seemed to be quite old.

    “One more bad show Raven and I’m kicking you out.” Ramona warned.

    I nodded my head, afraid to say anything.

    “I know what you can do to help your situation.” Marge said.

    “Huh?” I asked, confused.

    Marge pulled me up off the stool. She led me back to the dressing room at the far end of the club.

    “First of all, you have to swear that you won’t tell a single soul what I am about to tell you as not many dancers in the club know about this.” She whispered.

    I nodded my head.

    “Good. There is this man. We call him Master.”

    “Master?” I asked.

    “Yes, Master. I know the name sounds strange but we call him Master because he helps girls like you. You know girls with no experience in the business. He teaches them how to dance and he makes sure they are safe. He doesn’t just teach them but also gives them pointers on how to handle themselves in the business.”

    “How does he do that?” I asked, eager to know more.

    “Well, when you see him. You can ask him.” She said and handed me a black business card.

    I took a quick glance at the card. There wasn’t much information. Just the name—Master and an address.

    But what caught my eye was what was written at the bottom of the card.

    ‘Meeting with me will be an experience beyond your wildest dreams.’

    The words sent shivers down my spine. And somehow made me wet.

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