The week moved on and I had a Mouse-kin between my legs licking my clit. He was dressed in a frilly white dress that Stacy made for him. It fit him perfectly as he was on his knee's attending me. He harbored a small anal plug that filled him twenty-four hours of the day. His work between my legs though was amateur at best. I put my fingers into his hair and tugged him off. The tears in his eyes as his hair was pulled with a slight resentment was perfect.
I controlled my urges to put him back though as I slapped him, "Fucking Terrible!" I exclaimed at him extremely disappointed in his work, "I told you how to do this! Now do better," I finished before shoving his face back into my pussy. I then put the sissy earbuds into his ears. I turned the volume up so it was all he could hear. The world was gone except for the words of the sissy earbuds and my pussy. He worked his tongue as fast as he could.
I heard the door being knocked on and then the door opening. It was Freya with the Marchioness. I pinched the bridge of my nose and sighed before I made laid back. The little mouse-kin was starting to bring a bit of pleasure. I held back a moan. He continued to work on me while I sat there waiting.
The marchioness was anything but shy. She sat across from me with a smile. My pants were not on and I was wearing only a black bra to hold up my developing breasts. I raised an eyebrow, "Good afternoon Marchioness, to what do I owe this pleasure?" I politely greeted keeping the annoyance out of my voice.
"Well, I wanted to see the Progress. I saw that your business downstairs is booming with customers. This made me question if you have time for training," She looked down at the disobedient slave she left with me working on my pussy. He was ignoring her in her vision though. "I can see though he is much better to you than me," She glowered and I fought the eye roll.
"He can't hear anything right now," I specified looking at her holding back another moan as he hit the right spot. "I have him in his own little world where all he can do is attend me. Either that or be punished."
She looks at me incredulously, "How did you get him so fearful of your punishments? The flogger did little for me," She asked and I had to stop myself from hurting this annoyance. Why was she pissing me off so much? Then it hits me. She is acting as my superior I cannot see it as so. She is nobility and it pisses me off that it makes her superior for no reason. I didn't feel this in the Kingdom of Arlin when I talked to nobility there.
Adventurers there though become Nobility often and it isn't passed down unless the kid can fulfill the duties. Now that I knew where the anger came from I calmed down quickly.
"Look," I stated calmly, "These are secret's Marchioness. I especially train my slaves so that they latch onto their owners. My toys are attached to me and would be of no use to others. This is something I deliberately do. If these methods spread how would I put food on the table?"
The marchioness looked sullen, "I am your supporter you should tell me!" She said slowly raising her voice. I was starting to get extremely annoyed with this woman.
"You know what you are Marchioness. We struck a business deal. I use your emblem and get your protections. You get a percentage of my profits. You are not my supporter. At best a business partner and that is stretching it. I have other women in Nobility visit some with higher positions than you!" My voice was starting to show its annoyance. I couldn't break bonds with her yet. Tomorrow was the day the Plan started with Cassandra. I couldn't fuck things up here yet.
"I want to know!" She almost yelled at me.
The only reason now my pussy was wet was the tongue of the mouse-kin being trained. The pleasure did not go through as I was starting to see red. This woman was pissing me off. I took a moment to breathe.
"Look..." I trailed off and I came up with an idea to make her back off, "I will show you on one condition."
"What is it?" She sounded excited like a kid with a new toy.
"You experience a taste of my training. Now before you reject it will only be a light training. Nothing this sissy tastes." I finished saying and leaned back. The marchioness's face dropped a bit. She seemed to be actually thinking about it.
"The fact that you even said this offends me a bit. My curiosity though begs me to think about it. I am terribly bored these days..." I was surprised, to say the least. Something in me spoke though. I started to feel turned on with my next thoughts. The pleasure with the sissy between my legs working brought me quickly to an orgasm. I wasn't paying attention as I thought about the benefits too.
"You have me intrigued. I want to see the thing first Sally," She finished thinking while I was stuck with planning in my head. I smiled and I brought myself back thinking of what I could do to this annoying woman.
"On the condition that you be trained by me. I will train you regardless of what you say afterward. You will go through a training session with me. I will refuse to listen to anything you say unless I hear what I want to hear. The consent you give me will be until the sun goes down marchioness. Not longer nor shorter. That is five hours of playtime for me with your body." I said with extreme seriousness. "If you agree you shall call me Mistress Sally." I finish.
She sat there and I put my hand in the sissies hair between my legs. I ground my pussy into his face. He worked even harder as I was being worked on. I felt myself get closer to orgasm again. I had another small orgasm as she thought. She took longer as she looked up at me opened her mouth to speak only to shut it. I spoke no longer. I was not going to persuade her at all. I didn't need too. This woman was bored with everyday life. She wanted something to spice it up. I saw it back at her mansion. She was desperate for attention from somebody. Now she had a person whom she could bug.
All of a sudden the person she has been bugging has told her that they have a novel experience. She needed something for the boredom. She was desperate for color in her life. I was offering that color and I knew what was going to happen when I made the offer. I just couldn't believe I didn't see it sooner.
"Mistress Sally," She said and I smiled. I stood up neglecting the sissy behind me. I walked over to her with only that black bra on. She was looking at me and the atmosphere was electric. She fell into the trap willingly. I put a hand under her chin and looked into her eyes.
"Good girl," I told her simply and I literally saw the change in her. She became so happy just at the acknowledgment. "Be a good girl and stand up," I spoke as I walked back to grab the sissy by the hair. He gasped as I dragged him behind me. "Be a good girl and follow me," I didn't look back but her the steps behind me as she followed. The sissy tried to get his feet on the ground as I walked. He could do it but my arm was low and he couldn't stand. He kept being dragged instead despite his attempts. The training room wasn't far.
Inside there were tools I used earlier like the flogger yet to be cleaned. I walked in bringing the two along.
The marchioness looked around the room with curious eyes, "What was..." She trailed off as she saw me walk towards a statue in the room. She was curious why it was there until I opened it up. Inside spikes were inside. The Mouse-kins eyes were opened as he was dragged. He noticed his owner but he was much more scared of me. He was frightened as I pulled him up to standing. He then realized what was happening when he looked behind him.
"NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO!!" He repeated as I placed him inside it, "Please Mistress! I will do better!" With that, I closed it. The sound stopped and I turned to her.
"I torture better," I stated simply in the now quiet room.
"That's it?" She asked as she moved forward to inspect it. I stopped her though and brought her close.
"You are mine for the next several hours. Just like that sissy is in what I call the Iron Maiden. You are my toy to enjoy." The marchioness was speechless as I walked around her. I took a look at her for the first time fully. She was a brown-haired woman, her chest was just barely reaching B cup at this point with a slim bum. She was surprisingly in shape for a noble. Then again I wasn't sure what the normal was around in the Empire. Her dress though was down to her ankles with frills and other garbage. I circled her inspecting her.
"Strip," I commanded as I walked around her. She looked at me with growing insecurities as I eyed her. She didn't know what she has gotten herself into but my voice made her want to obey. She started to carefully undress. It took a minute and I helped with untying a string. After several minutes the dress fell to the floor. Her breasts were contained in one of our stores green bras. The almost see-through fabric hid her milky white breasts. I came up behind her and grabbed both while placing my head on her shoulder. I whispered into her ear, "Such a good girl."
I felt her body shiver in the acknowledgment. I crept a hand down her hips and watched her body react. She didn't know what to do with herself. Her hands reached for my arms but stopped just before touching. The thrill of it was getting to her. I brought my head into her neck and kissed it. She moaned as my hand found her panties covering a now wet pussy. I didn't ask for permission as my hand invaded. I reached in and found the juicy pussy. I took my head out from her neck.
"What does a good girl like you want?" I asked something to see where she wanted to take this. Being in control isn't all about what I want. If I gave her a bit of freedom what would happen? She should steer me onto her fantasies. My hand was messaging her clit clouding her mind in pleasure. She had been seeing slaves been trained before. She had never been on the receiving end. Her judgment clouded now as lust ran through her.
"Mistress Sally!" She called out as I pinched her clit lightly her body responding to me. I had barely started and she started to paint. Her nipples were poking out responding to her lust. I retreated from her clit just as I thought she was going to orgasm. Her eyes opened wide as her body started to come down. "Wha-!?" She exclaimed as I took my hand up to her mouth. played with her tongue with her pussy juices still covering them.
"You are my little pet right now," I told her softly almost whispering right beside her ear, "I asked you what you wanted, bad girls cum without permission." I paused to let her lust covered mind catch up, "Your, not a bad girl right, You want to be my good girl. Tell me what you want to be."
"I want to be your good girl," She said without missing a beat. Then a hand came up to her mouth. She instinctively told me what she wanted and I smiled at her slip up.
"Such a good girl," I reaffirmed as her body trembled to be called that. I brought my hands to her breasts still covered and I played with her nipples through the fabric. I messaged them as well to hear her moan. "Now what does my good girl want?" I asked her again softly.
"I want to cum!" She told me as I brought her closer to her peak with just her breasts.
"Why does my good girl want that?" I teased with a smile.
"I want to feel the pleasure Mistress!" She exclaimed to me.
I brought a hand down to her dripping wet pussy that was soaking her panties. I started to play with her clit as she got closer and closer to an orgasm. "You will not cum till I say," I commanded in a different tone than before and she nodded as she got closer and closer to the edge.
"Mistress, please let me cum!" She begged.
"No," I told her into her ear as she was on the edge holding back. The torture of holding was getting to her. Still, though I continued to pleasure her on the edge as her body begged to cum while trying not to.
"Please let me cum, Please, Please!" She begged me louder and louder.
"Hold it, Hold it, Now!" I guided her to the maximum she could take and she squirted into her parties. Her whole body rocked with legs trembling. I turned her head to look at me. I kissed her lightly and said the magic words, "Good girl," I told her and she squirted again.