Well, this wasn't what I was expecting.
My mothers' comment thought I would be dealing with some form of delinquent that had been introduced too early and perverted him. I was expecting something but all I got was a kid who was happy to have his own personal maid. The first encounter was just them in a small room the boy was somewhat feminine look muscles with a baby face and more or less a typical five-year-old boy. The first couple of nights were awkward because of what my mother said but I hadn't seen anything yet.
Time went on like that for almost a year I attended tutors and classes with a butler on cleaning I hated the lessons with the butler but I was still not strong enough to protect myself I got a couple of skills recognized by the system but nothing major. I was continuing a strength work out and stretching to keep flexibility I wasn't trained fully into it until one day the butler came in to see me do it and started berating me.
After that, the butler told the master and I started to take courses with a female fencer. She greatly made me work mostly on a new work out routine that put more work towards my flexibility. My tutors were teaching me at an increased speed and I was catching up to my so-called "young master".
On a day right before Dereck's sixth birthday that I found out what my mother was talking about with why she was worried. Derreck had one of the young maid's pinned in a storage closet before work and she was crying as he proceeded to stuff small things in her. She cried as he took a spoon and shoved it in her ass then proceeded to make fun of her then take some other utensil and shove it up her vagina roughly. This girl was not enjoying it and the only thing that was stopping her from running out was a smaller boy then her being in command over her. Her crying to the marquis or the butler would just get her kicked out so she let the torture happen from this young boy that she could physically overpower.
That was the first time I witnessed it but not the last I never made an attempt to stop it. I will not lie to myself I was wet seeing it and although I wouldn't do it the way he did it I realized I loved watching those tears. Her sobs her pleading eye's the begging. All of it I loved it.
It could have been the system It might have been something that awoken in me but seeing that tortured girl was amazing I wanted to torture her myself. Those cries that distress thinking about it I can feel my panties are wet. After witnessing it the first time I realized I had awoken to it. Masturbating to it became a nightly ritual for almost a week until my next epiphany.
Why am I doing this myself when there are plenty of maids around. I needed to change my status I wanted to see what I could do. What new tortures and scenes I could make. It was like art those sobs, those cries and begs. So I started a new plan instead of making myself indispensable that I was thinking. I needed to make myself above my new charge.
Just after a couple of weeks after Dereck's first birthday, I put my plan to action. I was living in the room beside his with a door directly into his sleeping chambers. I crept my way in slowly and put the Sissifier Hypnosis earbuds into his ears and they started playing immediately. Once I made sure they were in properly I crept back to my bedroom and life continued on for weeks.
Things stayed the same he never noticed the earbuds and he kept torturing the girl. Which I had noticed was getting tamer. Before it was escalating till the point I saw that girl stand outside the butler's room thinking before walking away. Now the abuse was a better term and Dereck was less into it than before.
As months rolled by I had nothing to watch anymore as Dereck no longer snuck off between tutors to abuse the maid. I was getting bored watching as Dereck kept off women but his starring continued. The Marquis was pleased though as Dereck put more effort into studying and paid more attention to the classes he was being taught. At this point, I was with Dereck all the time except when I was working out or learning to fence which I did not have a talent for.
As I continued learning one day my teacher was going through standard postures I blew up. I was tired of these postures and I made it known.
"Teacher this is dumb I like the agility training and flexibility training but these postures and crappy sword can go!" I yelled, "I want to Learn a different weapon."
My teacher looked at me, "What weapon does young one want to learn then?" She retorted. "Do you even have a preference?"
"Whips!" I quickly replied, "Whips are flexible and put more on the skill of the individual, use less strength and more dexterity. It is more suitable to me who likes to move and with my tail as a counterpoint and my claws have been growing giving me a close-range fighting supplement for hand to hand-making an opponent who comes close can be handled with my claws."
My teacher stopped, she looked stunned for a second and was then nodding to herself. "True your pitiful with a saber and your beastman instincts will do you wonders with a bit of hand to hand combat lessons." She continued to ponder for a bit. "I don't know much about whips since its unconventional weapon with more utility than most weapons but the Marquis wants you trained to be a last line of defense for the Third Young Master."
"The best way I can do that though is with a weapon I can learn properly teacher," I emphasize that since we both learned I was shit with a saber. In my previous incarnation, I was a whiz with a gun but to my knowledge, there was nothing like that here other than bow and arrow but my spacial awareness and hand to hand were pretty top-notch. I wouldn't say I was champion level but I could handle my own in street fights and against train people too. "I believe that Hand to hand combat and whip training will make it so not only I can defend Third Young Master better but at a higher level bodyguard in the future."
"I will speak with the Marquis but in the meantime go through all the training exercises" She ordered and walked away.