CALL ME MASTER!

WARNING: Mature contents.

Miranda recoiled in terror as she gazed at the lady who had scared her. She had black hair and dark eyes, and she was quite attractive and refined, yet her tone was more authoritative. 

"How did you end up here?! " She screamed 

" I got lost and decided to have a seat here." She responded. 

" What in the world did you do to the painting?! " She snarled and knelt down to examine it. 

"Please excuse me. Who are you?!" Miranda inquired as she stared at the lady with her arms folded. 

"Emily is my name. What exactly were you doing in this section of the castle?!" She enquired. 

"I got lost. I was just wondering about the castle when I got lost." Miranda inquired as to the lady's status within the Templetons. Is she one of the brothers' wives? It isn't possible. None of the brothers appear to be married, and Damien appears to despise women, but why?! She couldn't explain herself; all she could do was think. 

Emily smiled as she observed her bewildered expression while gazing at her. 

" I'm Andrew's cousin. "I'm sure  you're going to be his next target, I meant sweetheart." She gave a kind grin. 

Miranda wondered what she meant by the next target.

" We're not dating, but he's pressuring me to be his, which I don't want." She spoke to herself with sincerity. 

" I'm familiar with my cousins. Andrew, in particular, is a knucklehead. He prefers subservient ladies, whereas Damien is a king in his own way, constantly wanting things to go his way, Nathan can use his attractiveness to persuade everyone to give him what he wants. With a smile on his face, " she explained. 

The Templetons' brothers appear to be in charge of themselves. They act as if they are rulers. 

" They like having their way with everything and everyone. They know what they're doing." Miranda pondered. 

"Let's get this portrait up before they show up and discover it's broken.' Emily had intruded in her thoughts. 

"How come you're assisting me?! " She enquired. 

" Because I like you, and I'm not a big fan of strangers." As they jointly raised the massive picture, she answered. 

" You appear to be pleasant. " Miranda remarked 

" I'm not even close to being polite, my darling. "I'd like to think I'm pleasant, but I'm not kind." She guffawed at the irony of her own words. 

" I'm really sorry I shattered this portrait. " Miranda bit her lower lip, her eyes shining with earnestness. 

"Don't worry, I'll take care of everything. My uncle is currently out of the country, so you're safe for the time being." She responded. 

"Is that your uncle?" Miranda was ecstatic. 

" Gerald Templeton is my uncle, my mother's brother, but because my parents are deceased, he adopted me as a family member." She said once they had completed the task of rehanging the portrait on the wall. 

" My heartfelt condolences on your parents' passing. " Miranda grumbled. 

"Yes, I agree. So you don't get lost and ruin something else, I'll show you the route back and possibly tour you around the castle." She teased, and they both laughed as they exited the corridor.

Miranda had a thought, and she decided to inquire, "What about your uncle's wife?! What happened to her?! Surprisingly, no one has mentioned her. Emily's back tightened as she asked. 

"You should be cautious about the questions you ask. Because you're still an outsider, you should recognize your place in this house." Miranda just gazed at her in disbelief when she yelled. What went wrong with her?! She had only posed a straightforward question. 

Her tone turned enraged. She calmed down when she noticed Miranda's perplexed expression. 

"I'm sorry for yelling at you, but please don't ask that question again, even to my cousin. You should avoid that area of the castle as well. You can take the elevator or the stairs to go to your room, but my cousins prefer to take the steps." She stated that with a smile on her face. 

" You scared the living daylights out of me." Miranda said, "What do you mean an elevator exists?! In the castle, no less!" Her cheeks flushed. 

She had opted to sit on the bed and wait for Andrew after Emily had taken her to the room Andrew had pulled her into through the elevator. She waited for hours until it was late, and when it became clear that he wasn't going to return, she fell asleep.

He was sitting on a couch in the room when she awoke, staring at her with a glass of whiskey in his right hand. He was still dressed in the black turtleneck shirt he wore the day before. She was curious as to when he returned from his trip. 

Andrew said, "Get on the table." He had hauled her to the office as soon as she got up in the morning. He didn't literally drag her, but he did take her to the office, and now they're here. 

She promptly obeyed and sat down at the table. 

" Spread your thighs now." He yelled, causing her to quiver in terror. He snatched her and yanked her legs wide open. 

He yanked her skirt down and pushed her underwear out of the way. He grinned and poked her with his finger. 

She exclaimed, clutching his shirt. 

" Call me master," he said, putting another finger in his mouth. 

" M...master," she whispered as she bit her lower lip at the feeling. 

" Again," he hissed, his movement inside her quickening. 

" Master," he says. She was on the verge of erupting with whimpering. With irregular cries from Miranda's lip and Andrew's fingers clamped in her, the air in the office grew unbearably hot. 

Because she was so high, she thrust her head backwards and grabbed a full sheet of his shirt. 

" You're quite attractive." He moaned loudly. 

She squeaked, "Yes s...master."

He stepped up and pushed his member into her, then began slamming into her with his two hands on her neck. When she circled her legs around his torso, loving the sensation of him going in and out of her, she had no idea. 

As he kissed her, he murmured into her lips, still moving in her. He was in her for 30 minutes before exploding his first orgasm, while she was on her fifth. They were saturated in their own perspiration, which was tinged with delight. 

He unlocked his drawer and zipped up his pants before handing her a pill and a bottle of water. 

"What are these pills?! " she wondered as she glanced at them, perplexed. She enquired.

"Pills for birth control. Now is the time to take them." He responded, and she paused before swallowing the tablet and downing a large glass of water. 

"Put on some clothes. We have a board meeting to attend."

To be continued...