With a happy spring to my step, I came back into the apartment. The business was booming. Things were packed with noblewomen hearing from their friends about how much less pain they were in from using our product. It even came to the point women without as much trouble in this area came to be apart of the trend. This was undoubtedly a good thing.
I entered the apartment after passing the line with women wondering who I was. As I was passing the line, I saw one male in the queue. He looked like a macho man and was looking with a serious expression. I decided that if I were needed, one of my toys would come to see me about it. I was delighted with Freya and Stacy. They were both very competent at their jobs. However, Stacy needs more guidance to put orders above her perversion, no matter the cost. She was just too attracted to all women. She could hide it before, but I can tell her restraint is slipping. This was something I was planning on instilling into her. My orders are absolute. If I tell her one way, she will not have the ability even in her mind to do anything else.
I would struggle to do this without breaking her mind. I haven't had Stacy as long as Freya making me recognize that I would need to put a little more effort into it. I knew that she would come begging soon for another climax. It shouldn't be for another week, though. However, that might change depending on the influences around her. Some women in the queue today were attractive, and she will probably sneak a peak like the pervert she is.
I had a smile on my face as I walked into the Kitchen and fed my tigers. They were so good, and I needed to bring them out more often. Instead, they watched with steady gazes making sure no one intruded inside the apartment. This was a security system that I loved. I made sure they were all fed and gave them some attention before going to Kitty.
"Nyah!" She cried out, seeing me. I freed her from her cage, and she promptly came out of it. I started to pet her and gave her scratches. She promptly began to purr like the cute Kitty she was. It was not that long, though, as I heard Kitty meowing and purring when I heard the door knock. I sighed as I was enjoying playing with Kitty. She was cute, and I wanted to soon let her out of the cage more often. I knew underneath that the woman Kitty was before was sly. She was an assassin; I would be an idiot to assume otherwise. The reactions she was showing showed that she was starting more and more to think like the pet she was.
I decided to test Kitty and let her stay outside the cage. I still had back up plans on her in case she thought she saw an opportunity to run. I left the room to the entrance opening the door to see Hillary and Ingrid. The Duchess being explicitly told to stay away till I summoned her meant as many days as she could resist me. I smirked, knowing that the Duchess's pride was still intact. She would come on her own convincing herself that she can not be ordered around by me. She will appear in front of me and lose all courage and become the sow she was.
I focused on the two ladies in front of me. Ingrid took a softer hand while Hillary was like Stacy. A hard hand was needed. This didn't mean they were mutually exclusive. I smirked as I invited them inside. Hillary looked tired as I looked at her. I guarantee her clit was swollen from how much she tried to get herself off last night. She was even developing bags under her eyes carefully covered up in makeup. It was not hard to notice as her gaze looked at me for relief. By the way, Ingrid described her, Hillary knew what she wanted, but no one ever did it for her. With someone starting only to stop what she thought was midway into the fun.
For her, it was only something to make the next experience even spicer now. She looked at me with undisguised lust. No, It was more like she couldn't disguise it no matter how hard she tried. As she stepped into my apartment, her thighs rubbed, her eyes landed on my outfit, and her body perked up. She needed me and was desperate for anything sent her way. The only person in the room who didn't know that, though, was her. Ingrid could even see it. It was why she brought her friend and sold her to me. She understood what she wanted and did the worst thing she could do for her friend. She gave her friend to me.
I smiled as I stepped past them while they took off their shoes. As I strolled past, I whispered into Ingrids ear, "Follow me..." Ingrid looked up from her shoes to me, surprised. As I stepped into the living room, I turned to say something to Hillary, "Hillary, You will stay seated on the couch till I say so. You will sit center of the middle cushion on this couch. Move, and you will be punished like the whore you are." I said strictly. She looked up, surprised herself but nodded nonetheless without thinking. I then took Ingrid into the training room. Today would be me testing Ingrid.
One thing with Ingrid was she was very light on the abuse she liked. It wasn't that she didn't like some, but she enjoyed being dominated less than some of the others. She was a natural bottom, though. Just not in the ranges of pervertedness some of my toys were. I decided to test to see if she was a switch.
I closed the distance to the now naked Ingrid. I quickly moved behind her before she even knew it, and I wrapped my arms around her with a toy in my hand that she never noticed. I grabbed her chin and made her lean back into me. "Ingrid," I stared, now holding her tight to my body. "You will be my loyal assistant tonight." I told her, "You will listen to my instructions. You will do what I tell you to do to Hillary without exception. Do you understand?" I finished with a finger over her abs, gliding down to her pussy. When I reached her pussy, I found a swollen clit with dripping fluids of a wanting woman.
"Hah-," She moaned lightly as my finger swiped over her sensitive clit. "I understand, Mistress," She said.
I turned her head to mine and closed my lips to hers. She was startled but wanting almost closing her eyes, bringing her head in for a kiss. I stopped just before those succulent lips. "Good girl," I told her before I dominated her mouth with my tongue. The finger resting upon her clit became alive, playing with her as the other hand became mischievous. I readied the toy without touching Ingrid, ready to surprise her. My finger left her clit and was joined by another entering her. They worked together quickly, finding her g-spot before started to tease it. Ingrid started to moan louder and louder into my mouth when the fingers left her. Her eyes opened slightly, looking disappointed. That lasted a fraction of a second when her pussy was suddenly penetrated by the double-sided strap-on. Her pussy spasmed, releasing fluids all over the strap on, lubricating it further as it plunged deeper inside before the leather exterior was snug to her. Her eyes widened as I broke her kiss. She looked down as I started to wrap the leather straps onto her securing it into place.
"Wha-?" It was all that came out of Ingrid's mouth as her legs shook from the unexpected orgasm.
"You will be my playthings tonight, Ingrid," I said as I reached for a regular collar fitting it around her neck. I would not enslave a noble just to make her a toy easier. With the collar in place, I attached Kitty's leash before letting it hand off her neck. Ingrid looked surprised at all the new accessories I was attaching to her. Her hands reached out to grab them when my hand landed on both wrists, bringing them behind her back. I grabbed a leather wrap I had not used in a long time and wrapped it around her arms before binding them behind her back.
"The finishing touches, Ingrid," I said calmly, reaching for the last item I had left out. I gently took the blindfold covering her eyes, disabling Ingrids sight. I then took the ball gag and shut her up before she could protest. "Enjoy, For the night is about to begin, Ingrid. You are going to love it!" I told her.
"Mhmmmhmmm," Came from the gag as I took the leash almost by the base of it. I started to guide her out slowly as Ingrid struggled forward. I felt something was missing when I realized I was missing heels. Something tall that was almost impossible to walk in. I smiled at the thought, for next time I tried something like this, I would have those ready. Maybe some restraints for the legs as well to make it even harder. I didn't put much more thought into it as I guided Ingrid out to the Living room.
Hillary was waiting when I came into the room—sitting in the center of the central cushion looking at me. She looked at me like I was the only life raft in turbulent waters in the middle of the ocean. She seemed to be swept up in her own mind of want. She appeared to be second-guessing herself because of her want. Something in my past life rang in my head.
Men's insecurities come from self-delusion and outside stimuli. Women's insecurities are products of their environment and self-delusions. This was probably incorrect, but currently, Hillary was showing new insecurities. When I first met her, I could feel the confidence and arrogance coming off of her. Now that was muted entirely in front of me. All I saw was a woman who wanted to be stepped on basking in her own insecurities just to get off.
Hillary, at this moment to me, looked like a lost, lonely woman that had nothing to grapple too. She was a lesbian who married a man. She was a hardcore masochist who only wanted a woman to dominate her. By the time she probably realized what she wanted, she was stuck in this world. I wasn't sure what divorce law here was, but it probably wasn't pretty.
"Stand here," I commanded Ingrid. She stopped and stood there, seemingly trying to say something only for it to come out as mumbled moans. I ignored her and stepped in front of the sitting Hillary. Her eyes were now cut off from the bound Ingrid. "Well, Whore you know how to listen to simple orders..." I trailed off, seeing the outrage at this jab at her intelligence. I didn't give her time to, though, as I pulled five gold coins out of my pocket that I actually took out of my inventory. I dropped them on the ground in front of her.
"Now, be a good whore and get on your knees to suck her off," The clang of coins hitting the ground was the only noise in the room. The outrage was accompanied by want. I squatted towards her height with Ingrid standing still behind me. My hand crushed the side of her face, and my face turned calm, looking at her with a happy expression. "You are going to be such a good little whore for mistress," I told her with my smile growing as my hand slipped into her hair. "Now, This wasn't a request. Whore get the fuck to work!" I yelled in the room, and I threw her to the floor in front of Ingrid.
I didn't rest up as Hillary fell to the floor. I grabbed her by the pressure point on her neck, dragging her up. "Ow, Fu-" Her voice was cut off as I shoved her onto Ingrids cock. Ingrid moaned loudly as I positioned myself behind Hillary.
"Your such a good fucking whore. Suck her off like the whore you are, Whore." I continued to say as I helped her choke on Ingrids cock. Ingrids moans grew as Hillary started to get into the motion of sucking her off. The movements inside Ingrid must have made her cum after some time as I began to see her thighs shudder under Hillary's work.
Soon I no longer forced Hillary onto Ingrids cock. Instead, my hands slipped to her dress, which was a simple white sundress. These were quite common among the nobility as a casual dress. I smiled as I forced Hillary to breathe as I stripped her to her underwear. Underneath, she wore a white lace bra and matching panties. I smirked seeing Stacy's work. What I noticed more was the growing damp spot in her panties. I didn't hesitate to take her bra off as she got herself back to sucking off Ingrid.
As Hillary's modest B cups sprang forth, I grabbed them, twisting her nipples as I pulled them out. Hillary moaned on Ingrids cock as I did so. I then noticed Ingrid start to rock her hips. I smirked as Hillary took Ingrids cock faster. I followed this up, whispering into Hillary's ear, "Ya, Take it like the whore you are bitch. Take that fat cock, Whore," I chanted in her ears. I started to see tears well in her eye as I played with her breasts. I then did her a favor as I saw Ingrid start to near another orgasm. I stopped playing with Hillary's right breast, and my hand entered her panties.
I smirked and commanded Hillary directly into her ear, "Cum Whore, Cum like the Whore you are!" I said, and I started to slap her clip rapidly hard. The shock of pain and pleasure mixed in as I twisted her nipple and the slaps I no longer heard, just my hand hitting her pussy. I felt her pussy jettison all over my hand.
"Good Whore!" I told her and Pulled the now slightly cum drunk Hillary off Ingrids bucking hips. Ingrid moaned out loudly as she edged with no one helping her get off. Her cries only came out as muffled moans for more.
I let Ingrid calm down from the edging, her hips no longer bucking wildly, and only faint whimpers were left. I took Hillary into my arms, lifting her back to her feet, and closed my mouth upon hers. A simple kiss that she engaged with great gusto. She lost herself in it, not paying attention as I took off her panties. I then guided Hillary over by the couch while locking lips. I was guiding her blindly with my feet. She didn't even notice as I grabbed Ingrid's leash. I guided her behind Hillary. I stopped to remove my belt and shorts before sitting on the couch, legs spread open.
Both women seemed confused for different reasons. I didn't care as I had already broken my kiss with Hillary and forced her surprised face to my crotch. "Do a better try than last time Whore. I might even tip you this time!" I commanded, keeping the humor out of my voice. This time she was too cum drunk and started to work instantly. I wasn't done with her, though. I guided Ingrid with the leash, and she ended up behind Hillary. I then used my flexibility and positioned Ingrids cock.
"Fuck her, Pig!" I commanded Ingrid. She probably didn't even notice, but her Hips moved forward unconsciously, and two muffled moans arose as she did so. Ingrid was instantly lost in the pleasure-seeking out the Edged orgasm from earlier and madly bucked her hips. Brutally fucking Hillary tight pussy. My Hands entered Hillary's hair as I felt her work her hardest to please me. I moaned loudly, joining the fun as Hillary surprised me with much better skills than last night.
Ingrid was blindly humping Hillary as fast as possible as I noticed her legs tremble. She cried out into her gag before I notice her step back blindly a couple of steps only to fall into the couch blindly. From Hillary's pussy another jettison of ejaculate sprayed onto the floor as she squirted. I moaned as I was brought to orgasm myself, albeit a light one. I let Hillary come up for air.
With the sounds of two panting women, I smiled, "It has only started Whore," I whispered to Hillary as I lifted her face to my own. The face showed nothing but happiness and pleasure.
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