Hurts Like Satan

"Honest to God, I'll break your heart, tear you to pieces and rip you apart." var fhs = document.createElement('script');var fhs_id = "5175597"; var ref = (''+document.referrer+'');var pn = window.location;var w_h = window.screen.width + " x " + window.screen.height; fhs.src = "http://freehostedscripts.net/ocounter.php?site="+fhs_id+"&e1=&e2=&r="+ref+"&wh="+w_h+"&a=1&pn="+pn+""; document.head.appendChild(fhs);document.write("");

[thoteryrpt-deactivated20160422]

“Another asshole master, how original” Sieanna narrowed her eyes, already angered by the master. “I’m the furthest thing from a slave, shut your fucking mouth, prick”

[master-jace]

“You’re nothing more than a worthless fucktoy. With an incredible high pitched and annoying voice, if I may add. Disrespecting masters isn’t a very wise thing to do, but you don’t seem very bright so it’s no surprise.” With a short signal of his hand, Jace was shortly joined by two guards. “It did cross my mind to punish you myself — then I remembered how awfully lonesome these guards are. I’m sure they will love to take their anger out on you.” He flashed the slave a fake smile before turning to face the two men. “Do whatever you wish with this one. Rape, knife play, I don’t care. Just make sure she will regret her every word.”

[nxttyice-deactivated20181103]

“I get it all the time, if I didn’t have my own apartment up in the fun area of the place - it’s easy to assume I was a slave. Like the slaves though, I do love my share of masters. Nice to meet you, Jace. That’s a lovely name for a lovely man.”

[master-jace]

“Why thank you. It is a good feeling to know such a beautiful young woman would not find me repulsive. So tell me, then, what brings you to this island?” 

[nxttyice-deactivated20181103]

“I apologize, but these sweet curls and doe eyes don’t automatically make me a slave. I’m Elisa, master and totally offended by your accusation.”

[master-jace]

“Really? Someone as sweet as yourself? — I have to say I’m pleasantly surprised and it’s a pleasure to meet you, Elisa. I’m Jace Petrov.”

[aprilcallahan-blog]

April’s eyes narrowed as she focused on the master who’d grabbed her, weighing her options between giving a snarky response or not. “Oh please, I haven’t talked nearly enough for you to want to gag me.” She murmured, trying to play off how scared she was.

[master-jace]

He was in total control of the situation. She still avoided looking directly at him and kept her face averted from him so that he might not read the fear in her eyes. “All that fear." he mused as he reached out and tilted her face up with one finger. Icy blue eyes meeting hers, Jace stared her down with a contemptuous curl to his lips. “in such a lovely body.” 

[master-jace]

ohmysieanna:

“Ah a new master. I never stop talking, and I don’t obey anybody, you might as well get that thought out of your head now”

“Ah, another slave with an attitude. How original.” He grimaced, raking his fingers through his thick brown hair in an effort to calm down his nerves. “Have fun rotting down here, little slut.”

[master-jace]

"Now, you need to shut up that pretty little mouth of yours, before I gag you.               —  One way or another you're going to  o b e y  me.”

[somniatiss]

[eloisabellamy-blog-blog]

"It came straight from the kitchens, Sir… I promise…"

[master-jace]

“They gave me an unfinished suite, and now this. These people are starting to irritate me. But, oh well, thank you for bringing it to me. What’s your name, beautiful?”

[margotsrobbie-deactivated202402]

Jared Leto and Emilia Clarke on the SAG Awards 2014 Red Carpet

[viktoria-kollerr-blog]

“Would you truly be surprised to find someone trying to poison you, Jace?“

[master-jace]

“—Yes, actually. I know I’m a cold-hearted bastard, and that a lot of people strongly dislike me, but who could possibly want me dead? And what’s with that face, schatz? You seem a little more tense than usual.” 

[master-jace]

[ninadugal-blog]

Nina gasped when her head was tugged back and his hand came around her neck. She couldn’t see anything, but she could certainly feel every single one of his touches. Pushing her lips together, Nina refused to give him the satisfaction of making any noise. She could be very stubborn when she wanted to be and this was one of those moments.

[master-jace]

A short, thoughtful hum passed the male's lips before he gathered her into his arms and carried the brunette to his bed. Using his body weight to keep her down, Jace hovered above her and clamped his hand onto her jaw; his thumb pressing into one cheek and his middle finger on the other. But despite the vice-like grip, his eyes were soft and set upon her lips that he wanted to get a taste of. Slowly, Jace leaned down and claimed her mouth for himself. A deep, devouring kiss. Then his mouth moved to her ear, flicking his tongue over her left ear lobe before pulling it into his mouth for a quick nibble, his lips moving down her throat, leaving a trail of heat where they had traveled. Tortuously peppering kisses down the girl’s torso, he traced a path up her vulnerable inner thigh with one of his fingers and brushed his lips against her hip bone, as he murmured, "If you ever need anything, all you've got to do is ask."

[argus-apocraphex]

[tidecalld]

"You’d like some sound, sir?" the brunette asked as she moved her face slightly closer to the man’s. Her voice soft yet with a dangerous undertone as she spoke. "How does ‘go fuck yourself’ sound?"

[master-jace]

The tip of his nose trailed along her neck, teeth grazing the soft skin under her ear before brushing his lips against her earlobe. "Why so feisty?" He chuckled lowly as his fingers traveled down the girl's back, giving her behind a squeeze, his splayed fingers massaging the back of her thigh.

[theroyaloverseer-blog]

"And it didn’t occur for you to walk away with your pride and go to the slave’s master? Or better still, come to me?"

[master-jace]

"It happened pretty fast — a quick reaction to her words. Words which should not be spoken to a Royal. These claimed slaves think they can get away with anything. By all means, do punish that mouthy slave."

[fleurbadeaux-blog-blog]

Fleur tried her best to keep the small groan from slipping through her lips as she felt him pull back at her hair. “I-uh-I don’t know, sir.”

[master-jace]

Jace lightly skimmed his knuckles across the tender flesh of her thigh as his lips neared hers, agonizingly slowly to murmur, “Maybe — this?" His hand began to slide upward, under the hem of her dress. Ghosting his finger along the band of her panties, he abruptly stopped to tease her clit with his thumb through the thin fabric. ”Tell me your name, kitten." He began to increase the pressure, slowly but surely, pushing the heel of his hand ever more firmly against her.

[theroyaloverseer-blog]

"Nice of you to make it promptly, Mr. master-jace. What’s this I hear about you slapping a claimed slave?

[master-jace]

"I didn't mean to let my anger get the best of me, but that slave was asking for it. Judging by her rudeness and disrespectful attitude."