Master and Lover {on hold}
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Last published Mon, Dec 7, 2015
{Important Note! The use of the Superstars' real names in the story are fake/code names for them.}
'Call me, Master, Mr. Ambrose or Sir.' Dean hissed at Seth.
'Yes, Dean.' Seth responded, Dean, with his large hand, slapped the two colored hair man hard, sending him to the ground.
'What did I just say?!' Dean hissed, his tone aggressive and remorseless.
'Y-Yes, Master!" Cried the two colored haired man.
Dean lost everything, his family, his girlfriend. But not his sister, stricken by the losses, he slept with his sister. But then Seth came in, hurting his sister, now, as punishment and revenge, Dean became Seth's master. But, even with being his master, Dean will have to push some of his a true feelings away.
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