The next morning came, and I woke in a pile of soft bodies. As the first to awake this morning, I ignored my toys and got up. I stripped and worked my body in the private backyard. I slowed down even further through my work out, making it harder and harder. When I finished a long time later, I was gasping for oxygen at the strain. I remembered the insights I got from the system and decided it was time.
I opened the system, and I then opened the Rar insights package.
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Congrats, you have opened the Rare insights package pick one of the selection
Agility Warrior
Beastmaster
Dominator
Phantom Warrior
Whip Master
Body Trainer
Trailblazer
Perfection Seeker
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I looked at the selection, knowing these could lead me down different paths in the future. I was stumped as I took oxygen into my strained lungs. I almost want to go body trainer or Whip master. Perfection seeker does not seem like me, though. The beastmaster does not seem like me either. I looked at Dominator and Agility Warrior. TrailBlazer seemed to be hinting at making my own way. I wasn't interested though of 'going off the beaten path' Paths were there for a reason, and a misstep can lead to disaster. My main weapon was whip's, but if I wasn't going Whip master, then I wasn't going Agility warrior. The phantom warrior was tempting, but my pussy spoke to me, and I choose Dominator.
I choose it, and the system did a prompt for me.
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You have chosen the Unique insight Dominator.
You have one day to find a safe place while you undergo the insight.
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I was alarmed; this was the first time the system ever warned me. I moved into the house and woke Freya and Stacy. Their waking minds were instantly on alert as I hastily told them about my absence in the coming days. I turned to the training room, where I was going to lock myself. I told them as such. "I will be locked in here. No one shall enter. Have Ingrid pick up the fucking sissy bitch mouse-kin. I will talk to her after I am finished. Nickey went home while I was training, I see. If she comes begging for attention, tell her that I will summon her, not the other way around. Freya soon, Cassandra will be here for a report. You will remember the key details. If Sherry shows up, I am busy and cannot meet with her for the time being. These are all absolute orders. Cassandra's orders are to continue to lay low and, if attacked, hard cede territory with losing as little as possible. Those are my orders." I finished and went into the shower to clean myself off. I took my time, and I came out to a nicely cooked meal.
I then spent some time with my cute tigers and told them to behave for Freya. I told Zara to guard the door before I entered. I sat in the corner. I took a deep breath. I knew I had one day to prepare, but I didn't need it. I didn't know how long this insight would take, but I knew it was important. The faster I started it, the Faster I would be finished. I then started the insight.
I was sitting in an old meditating position I used to take, and the world around me swirled. My mind entered a weird world. No, That does not explain how I felt. I was in heaven of pleasure and hell on earth in pain. Every emotion swirled my body as I floated in nothingness. Soon I heard a laugh as I floated on every emotion like it was apart of me yet not.
"A strong mind!" The voice boomed over the abyss. "A mind filled with every emotion yet attached to none. Amazing! AMAZING! I like you, girl; you are mine!" The voice boomed loudly, and I felt a hand swiftly gather me. I left those swirls of emotions, and I was naked before a smiling Man.
I looked at the person in front of me. "You are perfect. Perfect. A mind meant to dominate those around you. You are a true shadow ruler. Dominator is a second class choice for you!" He clapped, sounding thunder around me as I stared at him. "First... Here," He pointed at me, and an all-encompassing pain erupted in my head. Thoughts and memories filled my head.
I looked forward, and a Human man stood before me. His back whipped raw. The look on his face spoke of no pain as he pleaded to be stepped on. I lifted my perfect foot and kicked his face. His nose scrunched under my foot as he hit the floor. "Who said you could speak gnat!" I said and reached down with a dagger cutting his throat. I no longer had time to spend with such a broken toy. It was no longer fun. Pain dolls are meant to feel pleasure, not needlessly beg for the pleasure amidst the pain. His training was interrupted by another slave trainer in my company.
The cunt continued to fuck up my slaves by pleasuring them needlessly when they needed a strict hand. I looked at another failed slave as she laughed at the walls in her cell. Her mind corrupted to the point of uselessness. I opened the cage and cut her throat as well. I gathered her beautiful dead body and threw it into the trash where the animals would feast on it.
I walked away with only anger in my eyes. She had lost me two bags of money, ruining these slaves. She was an inferior slave master, and I was the Dominator. Lately, though, the Guild Master made her think she could do whatever she wanted. My eye twitched with annoyance at the thought. The Guild master had been replaced recently, and my control over the guild waned. They brought in someone from outside. Now I have two thorns in my side. I walked to the upper levels of the guild seeing the culprits of my annoyance.
The Girl who was destroying my products was flirting with the new Guild master. The Girl was a beautiful Cat-kin with tan hair and fur. Meanwhile, the Guildmaster was an Incubus with flawless skin and muscles. He 'forgot' to wear his shirt every day, and his pant showed a bulge. Everyone knew Incubus were all well hung, and he made others of his race seem small sometimes with thirteen inches of length and four to five inches of girth. This incubus could split women open,
He wouldn't touch me, though. Everyone knew that I had a reputation. Everyone seeking me never could touch another unless I made them that way. The last guild master was under my thumb, and I am sure he is dead. Now they are working on removing me by ruining my reputation first.
Time passed, and I was above the woman with her down at my foot. "What would you like, Cassy?" I asked. Her tongue licked my long heels.
"Mistress, I would love the sweet pain that you dish!" My foot lifted, and I stomped on her face with a stiletto.
"What will you do for it?" I asked nonchalantly.
"Anything, Mistress!" She begged.
I paused as I contemplated her begging. "I'm not sure if that is enough..." I stated. Her begging increased as I further contemplated. She continued to writhe under my foot as she begged for my attention. I lifted my foot and walked three steps to a cabinet. I pulled out a long thorn filled whip. I turned to her with a smile.
"Become a thrall then," I told her, and the whip lashed out to her excited face. The whip hit her chest, and her scream of delight and pain filled the room as her wish started to be fulfilled.
More memories passed, and the guild master was now under me with his cock in my pussy. I was riding him, and I looked into his glazed eyes. "How are you feeling?" I asked, as his glazed eyes stared at me. I slipped his cock out of me just before it came letting it ejaculate into the air. I looked down at the once indomitable guild master long past his prime. Ceded his rights to me for the chance to stay as my slave now. The toy broke, and no longer useful. He put up such a good fight.
Now he lays conquered, not even able to muster the thought of even begging. Only moving for commands. This was a useless toy. Boring. I will sell it off to some noble that needs a doll in her bed. I got off him, already taken my won pleasure now leaving bored with my discarded toy. A blushing girl greeting me with a towel. Her blush deepens as I smile at her.
The reaction of the young girl made my smile widened. I need a change of pace. Thralls are so boring... I watched the girl's blush deepened as I took the towel, brought my face closer, and slowly kissed her soft lips. The girl melted into my grip.
My memories swirled again, and the girl has turned into an obedient woman and helper. She dominates those and does things I no longer wish to do. With the extra time, I play with more fun toys as the world bows more and more to my whim. Kings of counties beg just for me to piss on them. I am aging, but that hasn't changed on a bit of my charm as I am powerful.
The memories filled my head, becoming a part of me. The insights, the experience, the challenges. The woman that was no longer exists as she is not who I am. I fought the foreign memories of a Monarch that ruled over slaves that fell under her charm. A laugh echoed out as the emotions that woman felt and insights were not my own. My mind rejected the woman, and her memories became just that.
"Good. Good!" The voice laughed echoing into the darkness. "You do not disappoint!"
"Who are you?" My voice echos out, and the Voice looks to me.
"You choose the right path, Young one!" He shouted, echoing into the darkness. "Take my gift, and May luck be on your side in the Game of the Gods." He finished as his voice echoes out. His finger pointed at me, and my head swelled. I screamed in pain as more memories filled my head—more and more memories. I watched my lives go by. More lives went by as I watched them come and go. Always the same thing. Shrewd individuals making their way in life rising in power while never being in the forefront. They were always in the shadows.
I killed the king. I looked down at the crowned man as he looked up at me. "Samuel, I trusted you. I loved you like a brother. You have saved my life hundreds of times in the war... Why now?" The crowned man asked.
My hand reached down, grabbing the crowned man by the neck. "Oh king, I have always planned this. Twenty-five years ago, when your father made you a normal soldier, I started. I quickly found out who you are. I befriended you. I risked my life for you. Twenty-five years, I have planned for this moment. I have stolen your wife cuckolding you for years. Your kids are actually my kids. They know it. Your wife knows it. The servants know it. You are an imbecile. You are a king with no power. I have always been controlling you. I have always hated your bloodline for decades, and it is time for our family to control it." My smile grew as the true depth of the betrayal dawned on the crowned man. My crotch swelled as I let out a sadistic laugh of glee as seconds of realization grew. His curses rang out as I laughed, letting him feel a true feeling of despair. The king's guard came in from outside the room and bowed to me. "No one is your ally in this kingdom, and you no longer even have a kingdom." I finished, and I stabbed a knife into his arm, cutting down the length before dropping him. The blood pooled under him—his final moments in a reflection of how truly alone he was.
Even more sinister memories and ploys filled my mind—experiences of sadistic glee watching people play to my tune. Dispair the only common theme as I ruled them without them ever knowing. Laughter escaped my throat before I suppressed it.
I yelled into the abyss as I slowly tried to regain control of myself. The memories were all trying to take control. Each a powerful individual with their own insights and personalities. Each fought to control my body.
Time went by as I fought for dominance in a battle royal in my mind. Each personality I defeated I absorbed. Others fought and absorbed all increasing our power for the final fight between me and one other memory. We fought for who knows how long in a way never truly explainable. We ripped each other to shreds taking from the other and absorbing them.
I knew not how long I was in my mind when I fought to victory. I absorbed the last memory, and I roared in victory.
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