I arrived back at the Warehouse with my new flute and whip entering through the main gate. I then walked into the office and set them down so that I could go check up on Jackie as she should almost be done for the day. I could also watch her process a little before doing some clean-up of my areas that I had left to clean for later. I moved past the cells moments later, and I reached the training room, opening it to hear the loud Hollar as the masculine voice erupted with a pain that was closely followed by a loud moan.
I softly closed the door behind me as no one noticed my entry. The female slave looked scared as she watched the centaur erupt into the male slave, continuing even after a painful orgasm to fuck the male's ass. I watched as the Centaur didn't stop fucking that ass even for a second after erupting inside him the first time.
Jackie was cackling with a laugh that showed how amused she was, even as the male in a bridge position before was on his hands and knees. It was interesting to see since the slave's cock was hard with his balls still in a vice behind him. They were out in the open and easy to hit for Jackie even as she wasn't paying attention to the slave under her. Those balls, though, had signs of whipping from a crop, and I could tell that it was a particularly harsh whipping from her.
I couldn't help but smile as I saw she moved the crop from one hand to the other. "Keep still!" She announced, not even looking down, and that crop whistled through the air. It landed right in the middle, hitting both defenseless balls. I heard a groan echo only for a second till my attention turned to the Centaur that cried out as he released another load of semen into the male slave he was fucking.
He paused, though, as he released, no longer thrusting with his legs to continued fucking the slave. Jackie got up without a word, and her crop came down on his ass. "Did I fucking tell you slave that you could rest?!" She exclaimed.
The answer was obvious as the crop came down again, and the Centaur started to thrust into the male slave once again. I couldn't help but smile as I watched the Centaur slowly start losing his mind in both pleasure and pain. He was starting to listen to orders without even noticing that he was doing things and taking pleasure from things that he knew he shouldn't be taking pleasure from like before.
It was so amazing to watch the Centaur lose his mind to the bestial instincts that had started to rule his consciousness. Jackie was bringing more pain than pleasure when he disobeyed her for the tiniest things, and he was apologizing for it. The baser instincts started to take over for him, and it was showing.
Still, it was almost going to end the night, and I had things to do as I watched Jackie bring the Crop down on his ass. "Mistress Jackie," My tone was conversational, but in the heat of things going on around inside the room, I may as well have shot a gun off in the room with how everyone turned to me with a shocked look. It was like I wasn't invited and joined the fun, and no one knew how to respond.
Jackie sobered quickly, though, "Mistress Sally!" She exclaimed without many thoughts as her head tried to catch up with the moment. "I didn't expect you to be watching, although you are definitely free to be doing so." Jackie quickly corrected herself, and I kept a sly grin on my face.
"I liked what I saw, and I expect tomorrow you will continue, but for now, Put the Centaur away in his pit and let him stew in his own juices. I will be cleaning up my mess from earlier, and I expect to see you cleaning up when I come back." I walked away with my tail swinging behind me in her vision as I exited the room into the training area. I hadn't closed the door when I heard her voice lightly curse.
That was okay, though. I didn't expect her to be happy that I was cutting her fun time short. Jackie was enjoying her little Queendom that she had started to set up without realizing it. I was like an intruder who owned the house she was playing in, which ruined her mood every time. The girl, though, was a Dom just like myself with slightly different tastes.
She was in my house, though, playing with my toys. Therefore she played by my rules, and she knew it. Jackie had learned a lot in her time here, and she didn't truly need me to teach her a lot more. Her father would soon be screaming under her control, probably with ballbusting that she seemed fond of. I wondered how he would enjoy that?
I chuckled and felt myself moisten as I started to clean up inside the training area. I would have at least one more training session with the mother as the Dom before letting the son take control and torture his sweet mother into multiple orgasms on his cock.
I cleaned quickly, though, and ensured that everything was in good shape before I exited the training area. I saw a moping Jackie as I exited, and I started to help her. The amount of thick semen under the pillories was more than expected but just went to show that Jackie did a proper job of it. "You seem annoyed," I said just as we finished up the cleaning.
"I-" Jackie seemed to cut herself off then turned to me, "Mistress Sally, I am slightly annoyed," Jackie said, and I grinned.
"Let me guess," I said before she could wind herself up, "Is it because I put an end to your fun before you were done?"
Jackie nodded, "I was having a lot of fun, and that Centaur was right in the midst of hopelessness and about to crack when you called an end to it." She replied.
"That is good to hear," I replied, looking unphased, "I don't think that he was about to crack and release to his inner beast like you think he was. What you need to remember, though, Jackie is that all these toys are mine," I said, waving all around. "You have been invited to play with them, and I am the one that tells you when I am done letting you play with them," I said, my tone just as conversational.
Jackie seemed to sober up, and her eyes widened as if she just understood something. "You're saying that as long as I am under you, I have to listen to your orders. If I want to play as much as I want, I will need my own things." Jackie said.
"Yes, I am using these slaves to help train you, Jackie," I explained before I got a big grin on my face, "But I will tell you two things," I said, grabbing her attention, "You are going a good job so far with the Centaur. Finish my contract for him, so all I have to deliver I will give you that little ball slave that you have been training here." I could see her eyes light up and a grin that matched my own on sadistic occasions. "Second, I will point you out to some of the places I purchased my gear so that you can find good quality ones here in the empire; interested?"
Jackie nodded enthusiastically, "Good, Now let us finish cleaning; I finished early today since I have somewhere to be."
Jackie helped clean up with more pep in her step with that out of the way and the further incentives. The stick and reward system even works on Dominantes if you are not careful. I could make this simple naive girl into a dominant slave to take care of things for me if I was interested. The only issue was that I wasn't interested in starting that up here in the Empire. Too many things are happening, and my instinct wanted me out of here.
Within the hour, we finished cleaning, and I double-checked all the slaves were fed, started to lock the place up, and headed out with Jackie, quickly separating from me, heading home. I started to move quickly through the streets. I made sure to use my agility to move around people with an increased pace as I dodged and weaved. I went over that spot; my instinct screamed at me to run and knew the Undead were around somewhere. I didn't know when the time bomb on this city would hit, and I knew that I would need to be leaving or ready to leave when it finally did.
I got to the apartment with thoughts in my head about exit strategies that I was hoping that I didn't need to implement. They ranged from taking everything I could with me, including my toys, to abandoning ship along with everyone else that I wasn't beside me at the time. The various dangers that I was considering were being dropped in on by an A ranker.
If an A ranker wanted to drop in on me, though, and kill me, there wasn't anything I could do. That was one thing those memories in my head told me. There was something different that I couldn't understand that happened when you joined their ranks that made you different from the rest of the people stuck to the lower ranks.
I arrived at the apartment, and I put away the old whip and the flute before I dawned another cloak and headed out of the apartment. I wasn't planning on making this a long visit, and I hoped to play with some toys before bed to release some stress. I am sure Kitty was missing my pampering that I wasn't giving her as I wanted to do.
With that, I lept across houses before jumping down and blending into the streets heading towards the headquarters Cassandra set up to see if they made it back. When I entered, I saw that the place was mostly empty until I got inside the meeting room where Cassandra stayed with a troubled expression on her face.
"What has you troubled?" I asked as I entered the room.
Cassandra turned to me with a serious expression, "We lost half our manpower keeping the enemy at bay," Cassandra replied, her tone tart.
"You are right," I acknowledged, "But does anyone other than us know that?" I asked back.
Cassandra looked at me sharply, and I could see gears turning in her head, "That is a short-term solution at this point. The Guards are still flooding the docks, and no moves will be made in the next few days. That doesn't mean we are not in a tough situation, though. But I digress; you are here for something other than a report."
Cassandra was smart, and she always showed it to me, marking her as a subtle threat every time. I didn't care, though, as long as I had that collar around her throat at this point in time. "You are right. The last person for the larger plan needs to be placed back in the spot for the reinsertion; she is passed out right now in her cell. You can take her and put her back. Oh, and put on a chastity belt and give me the key." I finished with a smirk, wishing I thought of it before. I wonder how she will feel with it on unable to touch herself while I was gone from her life.
"Perfect, I hope the training went well for the person in question. Now I might need a favor from you," Cassandra said, regaining my attention.
"Oh?" I asked curiously.
"On our way back, we found two randoms snooping around where they shouldn't be in our territory. One of the people I had extracting information and was the best one I had for it was caught in the explosion last night. Mind stopping to see if you can get something from them before you go?" Cassandra asked.
"Oh," My tone changed too much, more interested. I hadn't done an interrogation except for that idiot a couple of days back. "That is interesting; got tools around for me to play with?" I asked.
Cassandra looked at my expression and smiled a little. "Is the sky blue? Of course, I do, Mistress Sally."
The grin on my face only moved as I said, "Lead the way."