When I got back, the Duchess was waiting for me in the living room. I was a little off my game with the fright I had just received earlier. I was questioning reality and wanted to think more about it. I moved in and saw her looking meekly at me. She had none of the demeanor of a powerful woman that had the amount of power she had. Nickey was looked like a grown woman whose mother found her hand in the cookie jar. She wanted to apologize but knew that the mother had to speak first.
She sat in silence as I decided to let her wallow under my stare while I thought about what had just happened. She fussed with her dress while I stared at her without truly looking at her. My mind was in the streets where I was just coming home. How I was walking along, and my instinct went into overdrive.
This was compounded by the fact that I wanted to leave this city as fast as I could. With so many things on the burner and about to reap the rewards, I was hesitant. I could gain a lot if I stayed one more month and finish my plans. There was little I reaped if I left now. The girl that was being trained by Freya now was still in her early stages and not ready to commit either. She was half and half on the issue. I knew that I needed to spend more time building loyalty and deepening our 'bond.' There wasn't any of that there now, and I felt she would be a good seed. The next part was Cassandra with the necromancer guild. So much was happening there as well, with her now gathering the people needed to kidnap the City lord. Sherry was an excellent pawn that I could use until I had everything in the bag.
There was more to gain staying than leaving. This left me in an intense conundrum. My instinct told me even more that leaving was the smartest way to go. I felt like there was a fog over me clouding my insight. I continued to stare at the now trembling Duchess as she watched me stare at her unwaveringly. She knew she was in trouble and felt increased pressure from my stable gaze on her. She seemed almost on the brink of breaking down while I still thought in silence.
While I was thinking, I remembered the only undead I encountered. It was weak, but despite that, my instincts told me to run. It wasn't until I was forced to that I found out it was weak. My brain seemed to center on that and everything I knew about the Necromancers guild. I knew they were purchasing dead bodies from my gang. They did it even after we hiked up the prices. This meant either they were critical materials and didn't care about the cost. Or they thought they could take back the money. Those were the only two things I could see from it. That didn't mean those were mutually exclusive either.
They might need those materials but believe they can take back their gold in the end through some means. This was a troubling thought, but it put a lot of things into perspective. If there was a large army of undead, how would my instinct react? I did not know, but since I had been in this city, I wanted to leave. Opportunities made me stay. I wasn't sure I was correct, but this settled my mind. It was like I finally could see some light in the fog with the insights I thought of and not stumbling blind. I didn't have anything tangible, but what I did have gave me something to look into. If my assumptions were incorrect, I would need to theorize again.
I left my thoughts and looked at the very anxious woman across from me. She seemed to be becoming an anxious mess under my stable gaze. She continued to open her mouth to say something, only to close it. This continued as I watched her now I was looking at the mess she was becoming. When I first met her, this woman would have been able to take this silence and be more annoyed. Now she was anxious to make me angry. She knew my anger was more dangerous but still craved my touch.
Nickey only became indecisive in front of me due to her own emotions playing off themselves. I decided again to let her wallow under my gaze while I checked the system.
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Name: Sally
Age: 15
Titles: Ex-Slave, Apprentice of Jack the Torturer, Martial Genius, War Provoker, Gang leader, Dominatrix, Slave Trainer, In Training Shadow Ruler
Race: Beastkin - Phantom Snow Tiger
Level: 2
XP: 9555/10000
System Points: 56900
Energy: 1340/1340
Strength: 135
Agility: 186
Vitality: 105
Toughness: 87
Charisma: 24
Instinct: 70
Intellect: 84
Wisdom: 75
Luck: 26
Points to Spend: 0
Shop - Items Available;
Inventory - 0 Slots Available;
Lotto - No spins;
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I was surprised looking at my stats. I hadn't done so since I finished my enlightenment, and that was obviously a mistake. The titles changed as well. I wondered even more how these were allocated. The in-Training Shadow Ruler made me frown, though. Although I do not want to be in the spotlight and rule from the... Shadows... My mind stopped to realize that it was something I wanted. That did not mean that it did not disturb me that it came from nowhere.
Did it come from the enlightenment?
This was the only obvious answer I could come up with.
I looked at my system again and remembered I still had a stats package. I decided before I forget again, I would open it.
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Congrats, You have opened the Stat package
- 5 General stat points.
- 1 Random Stat point allocation Wheelspin
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That was underwhelming. First, I dumped all my general points into luck. Then I started up the wheelspin and looked at it. The Wheel had every stat on it that I currently had. It had hundreds of options, each taking a tiny slice of the wheel. All of them were in equal parts with a different number of stat points. The lowest being one, the highest being ten. I spun the wheel without thought and waited for it to stop spinning.
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Congrats, You Have received 7 Instinct Stat points
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I was happy but not pleased with the results. There was a ten-luck stat allocation, and I wanted that. I took a look at my new stats.
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Name: Sally
Age: 15
Titles: Ex-Slave, Apprentice of Jack the Torturer, Martial Genius, War Provoker, Gang leader, Dominatrix, Slave Trainer, In Training Shadow Ruler
Race: Beastkin - Phantom Snow Tiger
Level: 2
XP: 9555/10000
System Points: 56900
Energy: 1340/1340
Strength: 135
Agility: 186
Vitality: 105
Toughness: 87
Charisma: 24
Instinct: 77
Intellect: 84
Wisdom: 75
Luck: 31
Points to Spend: 0
Shop - Items Available;
Inventory - 0 Slots Available;
Lotto - No spins;
--
My luck was building as that was the only thing I could not gain from the world. Instead, I realized that I still had a now extremely distressed toy in front of me. With my stable gaze on her, she didn't know what to do and was now on the point of tears. I decided not to stare any longer and said, "Nickey," I started, "Do you have anything to say for yourself?" I asked her.
Nickey jumped at the sudden start of the conversation. Nickey looked indecisive before she finally talked, "I, I left without permission." She said meekly and started to look at her hands.
"Look at me," I commanded. Her face looked up, and our eyes locked. "Yes, You left without permission. But that isn't all either. Why are you in such hot water with me, Nickey? Please remind me." My words came out with contempt making her know how mad I was with her disobedience.
Her body language showed she wanted to crawl into a hole now. But her eyes never left mine, and her shoulders squared a couple of seconds later. "It was against a direct order from my Mistress. I left without permission after you forgave me the first time. I then proceeded to do it again." She spoke with sincerity.
"That is precisely why Duchess Nickey." I then took my eyes from her, and I looked at my claws, looking them over to make sure how sharp they were. I noticed some inconsistencies from lack of grooming, and I got up from the couch to take care of my claws. I sat back down with my set and started working on them before talking again. "Now, Duchess Nickey," I said in the silence while working on my claws. "You are at a crossroads. I have been nice for the last time. The offense this time has reached a point that you are in control for once."
My words surprised her, but she noticed I was no longer looking at her at all; compared to the long time staring at her, this seemed to unsettle her even more. "You have two choices..." I trailed off while I found an imperfection, and I started to fix it delicately. "You can stand up and exit this apartment. If you choose this, our relationship will be over." I said in a final tone as I checked to see if I fixed the spot on my claw. "You will be Duchess Nickey, That will be your title, and anything between us will be just a memory for you to look back on." The room somehow became even quieter, and I noticed she stopped breathing for a couple of seconds. "The other option is punishment." I stated in that silence, "Our relationship will continue as you being my toy. You will listen to my orders with absolute loyalty. You will not question those orders and will do so at your best."
Finally, I looked away from the recently perfected claw to look at her. "What is your choice, Duchess Nickey." The indecision lasted on her face. My demands were harsh for someone of her stature. She was a Duchess. She had her pride that I was tarnishing for the exchange of pleasure. She seemed to come to a decision finally and stood up. Instead of watching her actions, I went back to perfecting my claws. I saw the Duchess step over to me, entering my vision. I turned up to her and raised an eyebrow.
"Please punish me, Mistress," She said, her decision made. I stood up, reaching across with the small gap between us, my claws retracting as they went. My hand brushed the side of her face up into her hair. Nickey seemed to melt under my touch when I suddenly confined her hair into my fingers and pulled her head towards me.
"Bitch, You will both regret this decision and love it, Bitch." I said, smirking. I didn't give her time to think anything as I pulled her into the training room. She yelped as her hair was pulled. She let out a small scream and started to ask for forgiveness. I kept the right pressure to make sure she followed me without taking her hair out of her scalp. I opened the door, and inside were the various tools I would use. I pulled her to the rack off to the side.
Despite her small protests, I bound her onto the rack. Her arms spread above her, and her legs secured open. I ignored any begging and started to gather things for her punishment. She was into humiliation play mostly. Tonight I wouldn't use others to humiliate her. Instead, I was going to make her mine. A constant reminder of her owner regardless of where she or I was. She could look into the mirror, or while washing, she would see that her Mistress owned her. This would become absolute tonight, just like Ingrid's nipple ring or Freya's chastity cage. They had things that in their daily life that showed them who owned them. They only had the Freedom that I gave them.
I finished gathering what I wanted and realized I was missing something. I frowned and stepped out of the training room. I talked to Freya downstairs, and she left to gather what I asked for. I stepped back into the training room to see Nickey still in her dress. This wasn't something convenient to deal with while on the rack. Still, I didn't want to let her off. Instead, my claws extended as I neared her. I stood beside her and looked down at her.
"This dress is an eyesore," I said, and my claws cut down the center of the expensive dress. After short work, the cloth left her in only her underwear. She looked surprised, and I heard her mutter. "That was a thousand gold dress..." She seemed shocked.
"Buy another later then," I responded contemptuously. "I have given you one decision today, Bitch. I will give you another." I said as I moved over to the cart and started to sterilize the equipment on it.
"What is that?" She asked, unsure of her previous decision only to be given another.
"I am going to show off my ownership of you, Bitch. Every good toy is owned, and people know it is owned. So I will give you a choice. You have three options." I explained to her dread. "First choice. I will place a nice ring through your nose; It will make you look like the Sow bitch you are with a big loop."
"NO WAY!" She exclaimed, horrified at the thought. Still, I noticed her panties growing damp.
"Second, A collar with the word BITCH across it." I said with a smile, "It will not be a slave collar but one that shows everyone just what you are." I said, finishing my statement. This time she didn't immediately exclaim to my surprise; instead shuddered under the thought of it.
"The Last choice is something more hidden. That way, you can keep up appearances. It will be a lip ring. Something subtle but noticeable. This choice comes with more piercings around your body, though. You have till Freya comes in to decide, Bitch; otherwise, I will choose." I finished.
Silence descended upon inside the room. Finally, Nickey spoke. "Please, Mistress, Please Forgive me." She begged. I put a finger to her lips, and my face neared hers. "Decide Bitch. You disobeyed direct orders from me. This is only the start. Now, Decide in thirty seconds, or I will." I said in an unforgiving tone.
Seconds seemed like minutes as her mind raced. Still, I stood above her, amping up the pressure. "Fifteen Seconds," I filled the silence.
"OPTION THREE, MISTRESS!" She yelled, "I want the Lip ring and the other hidden ones!" She declared under pressure.
I smiled, and I heard footsteps near the door. I heard a knocking, and I told them to come in. On the other side, Freya came in. She held a box to me, and I took it. "Good work Freya. I will see you in a bit." I told her.
"Thank you, Mistress," Was all Freya responded before leaving with a large smile.
I opened the box to see multiple piercings. It was a jewelry shop nearby that had a large variety. This world had a piercing culture, and I was delighted with that. Slaves were very commonly pierced as well.
I picked out a simple ring, and I decided where to place her new jewelry. I smiled down, and I made sure to sterilize the ring for her. "Nickey, My bitch. This ring will show you who owns you." I said, "Now tell me who owns you?"
"You do, Mistress," She responded.
"Who?" I asked.
"I belong to Mistress Sally," She responded.
I grabbed her lip and sanitized both sides. I lined up the needle quickly, and I pierced her. She let out a small yelp, and I had some blood on my hand from it spurting out. I placed the sanitized ring in place of the needle, and now she had a little silver ring on her lip. It looked cute on her. But it was very noticeable on her.
"Now you will know who you belong to all the time," I started looking down on her, and I kissed her just above the lips. "But I am not done..." I trailed off. I placed a gag into her mouth, and I proceeded.
I pierced her belly button. Both of her nipples and I were tempted to Peirce her clit. I stopped myself. The four piercings were already going far, and I found that Nickey was very emotional and becoming distressed. When I got close to her pussy she only seemed to get even more distressed.
I took the gag out of her mouth. "Do you accept your punishment, Bitch?" I asked her.
She nodded, "I got what I deserved, Mistress." She stated.
"Good Bitch, You understand that for you to be forgiven through simple piercings is not enough, right?" I saw her head turn as I picked up the training whip. "You need to feel it." I picked up a vibrator. This was something to bring pleasure, and as I showed it to her, she knew what it was.
"Mistress?" She asked in confusion as I brought the small vibrator down, pressing it against her clit. Her pussy grew damper as pleasure gave her temporarily. Then I surprised her by moving it, and while Nickey's bottom was relaxed, I shoved it in through her sphincter, entering her ass. She yelped in surprise at the sudden insertion. I brought another small vibrator and pressed it against her clit while the other rolled inside her. She moaned while the pleasure built. I watched her legs, and when they inevitably relaxed, I pushed that vibrator inside.
As Nickey's ass had not been developed, this wasn't as pleasurable as it would be to someone whose ass had been trained. Still, the vibrations gave her a small amount of pleasure. "Like a good bitch you like it in that ass, don't you?" Her face blushed, but she shook her head.
"Mistress, I feel very little, to be honest." She replied, and I smiled.
"That will not do. A whore bitch like you should love anal." Her expression was interesting with that statement, but I allowed no further talking as I gagged her now.
Then I started the actual training. Punishing her with pain would have been temporary. Instead, there was better torture for little disobedient bitches like her. I picked up one by one vibrators, and Placing them on her pussy till she relaxed before pushing them into her ass. More and more started to fill her. The vibrations built audibly in the room as her protests grew. The vibrations grew harder and harder as more entered into her shaking her womb. This increased her pleasure as her bottom started to shake. She moaned loudly into the gag as she squirted out onto the floor.
Still, I didn't stop placing more and more into her. Her moans increased and changed into screams as the pleasure passed the peak again and her pussy squirted onto the floor. Her eyes started to look hazy as I watched her squirt two more times. I watched her, and after twenty-eight vibrators in her pussy I stopped. Her eyes were misty, and I watched her cum again with a smile on my face. Nickey even stopped protesting as wave after wave of pleasure assaulted her mind.
I grabbed the last thing on the cart as I heard a knock on the door. "Mistress, it is me," I heard Freya's voice.
"Come in," I stated while showing something to Nickey's misty eyes. "Whatever you feel now," I stated as I heard the door open. "You will not be ready for this." I finished as Freya stepped up to me. I took a sizeable twelve-inch dildo with a vibration enchantment turning it on, and pushed it inside her. The reaction was massive. Her originally hazed-over eyes woke back up, and she screamed in pleasure at the new insertion. Her hips bucked over and over again as she orgasmed repeatedly.
I turned around to look at Freya, knowing whatever she had to say was important.
"Cassandra is here. She said it's important." I frowned and turned to Nickey. She was in the throes of torture by pleasure.
I thought only for a second before I gave turned to step out of the room. "Watch her, Make sure she stays safe for now. Tell me if something new comes up." I finished with a frown of my fun being interrupted.
I smiled regardless of the distress expression I saw from the Duchess as she orgasmed for the Nth time. I turned and said a final thing before leaving the room. "I should be no longer than an hour bitch. You look entertained enough for now. Ill be back to release you after my meeting." I finished as she rode another orgasm to the heights. Her distressed in the orgasm showed she understood as I left the room.