I was resting and reinforcing my energy when things suddenly changed. I had locked up the building, and it was deep in the night with the brothel closed. I now owned it after forcing that dumb Djinn, I forgot the name of, to sign it over to me.
Her potential was great, but it was wasted with her personality. She wanted life to give everything on a plate, making it useless even to train her.
I was in the building I commandeered with the Succubus and Gargoyle, headed home, needing to learn about the recent change in management. I would have to talk to them soon, but now was different than the time as shortly afterward, I heard someone enter the building.
My slaves were out and not inside the building as we still had a couple of nights at the Inn, and I wasn't sure when this Djinn's 'daddy' would arrive, which seemed to be the same night. I left her hanging in bindings with whip marks all over as I heard the man stomping up the stairs. I was already wearing my gear from before, and I stepped out of the room with the Djinn still crying in her bindings.
A Large man walked out from the stairs and turned to me, his expression curious as he saw me. His large horns and devilish look told me instantly that this man was a Devil, and his long blue pants with a black tank top made him look like a bouncer at a nightclub. Honestly, the look gave me a hard hit of nostalgia from my previous world. The amount of deals protected by people looking like him was more than I could remember.
Still, his demeanor and confusion as he saw me instead of his woman was palpable. "Who are you?" The man asked, his voice dark and husky in a deep way that seemed to hit that active that would make most women wet just hearing it. Somehow, it just hit in that space, and I looked at him in surprise at his voice. This man did not need to pay for a woman with a voice and a body like that.
"I said, who are you, WOMAN!?" The girls 'daddy' said again.
I could feel the anger already, and I took a deep breath, "Who are you to speak this way to me, Devil?" I asked back.
The man's eyes narrowed, and he stepped forward. And I pulled out my chain sword instantly as I felt the man's anger growing. "Where is Abby?" He suddenly asked in that attractive, husky voice.
"Ah, that stupid, Disrespectful Djinn Cunt?" I asked back, goading him on.
"Yes, That disrespectful cunt. There is nothing better than seeing a girl melt with that type of attitude," The man said in his husky voice, "When she takes my massive cock and cries out and starts to cum all over it no matter how much she tries to keep up appearances. It is amazing, and I cannot fathom something better," The man said, suddenly opening up with his sexual kink. "NOW, WHERE IS SHE?!" He demanded.
I looked at him darkly, and I realized now what was going on. This man paid for her to be around and get even more of a haunty attitude because he wanted to see her change for him—what an interesting and oddly specific fetish. I could not help but smile as I realized I had completely misinterpreted this guy.
"I have her hung up to dry after a whipping. She is crying for being such a naughty cunt to someone like myself," I told him as I purposefully dropped my voice, and the guy's eyes narrowed looking at me.
"What makes you think that you can punish my property? On the property that I gifted her?" He asked.
"Because I can, and now I own the place as the woman had to pay me back for teaching her a lesson," I told him, and I felt his fighting spirit rise.
How I had gone about this was horrible. I made so many mistakes as I was impatient, and more and more of them were coming out into the open. What made me so impatient was that now I was in the spotlight for this man. His glare of hate made me realize that I was making a mistake after mistake for the sake of speed. I could have slowed things down and even ensured this went better. I needed to check my mind again and slow things down after this.
"You own this place now?" He said, his husky voice pausing with the question, then his eyes narrowed, "This Daddy doesn't remember giving this place to a disobedient little kitten. You think you can just come in here and take my things and take my slaves?" He asked.
"Nope, I just do it anyway," I told him with a grin that did not reflect my current feelings. I was out of character and out of my depth a little with what I was doing now.
The man's eyes softened up all of a sudden, and I threw all the self-loathing at my impatience out the window. It did not matter anymore. What mattered was that this man was about to attack, and I would have to battle with him.
My hand quickly found my other whip, and the man seemed to be gathering his mana. And I put up a hand with my new leather whip now dangling down. "Wait a second," I said, and the man's eyes narrowed. "Let's take this outside at least," I said with a grin, "I cannot hold that disrespectful cunt hostage, and we won't destroy the building," I said, my voice the sound of reason.
The man grunted and turned and walked down the stairs, accepting my proposition, and I stepped into a room and opened a window. I leaped out instead, and a moment later, the man walked out with a sneer on his face as he saw me outside already. His muscles started to bulge, and he looked at me as veins began to become more noticeable. "Well, little kitty, it is time for this daddy to teach you a lesson." He snarled out.
My instincts flared, and I already noticed that he was coming at me; I met him with my new Leather whip. The man took Alex's Leather whip, and I saw his face wince a little as the leather dug into his skin. Much to his surprise, my energy got to work and helped try and move him to the side. With his mindless charge toward me, though, that did not seem to matter, and I leaped, and my chain whip lashed out as I backed off, creating more space on the street for us to fight in.
Clearly, this 'Daddy' wanted to fight in close range, and I wanted a mid-range fight, and my energy and his rage seemed to start to burn. His muscles bulked, and he leaped toward me as I was still in the air. And his hand came to reach out to me as my chain whip moved out to hit him. I could see the disdain and contempt he had for my strike as it was reaching closer to him, and I could not help but smile.
It was time for this 'Daddy' to fuck around and find out that some strikes shouldn't be ignored!
My whip wrapped around his arm, and I followed up with Alex's leather whip, aiming for his neck. He used his arm to intercept the whip instead of his chest, and the chain sword whip started to wrap around his arm multiple times and pierce his thick skin with the enchantments. Each and every enchantment started to activate and the man's eyes started to widen as my leather whip wrapped around his neck. At the same time, he grabbed my leg out of the air.
Instantly without thought, he tossed me at the ground as he started to scream, "AAARRRRGGGHHHH! WHAT THE FUCK?!" He screamed in pain as my world turned red for a moment. I used my energy and whips to go into a backward roll as my whips unraveled from his arm.
Pain laced my back as I only took out about fifty percent of the force of him tossing me just over two feet away from the ground to the stone road. My flexibility and control barely made me survive such a strike as I felt internal bleeding from that strike and at least two broken rib bones in my back. I thanked my skills that nothing in my spine broke instead.
I rolled back so far that when I finally brought my feet back under me, I was over a hundred feet away, and my back left a trail of blood behind me. Seems something sharp on the road cut into my skin from the force of him attacking me. My back was in pain, and I stood on slightly shaky feet and looked at the man.
He was looking down at his arm and then at me, and something of a look of shock was covering his face as we looked at each other. "You are not dead?" he said, surprise clear in his voice.
"I am a B ranker and not just some kitty," I said, my grin turning sharp, "How does my whip feel?" I asked now.
"It is something sadistic and tormenting. That bladed whip is dangerous and not something I wish to fight against," The man said, "We are out in the open, and guards will appear here soon. If we must fight, we must in the Colosseum. I will come back tomorrow; we will talk then," The man suddenly said, much to my surprise, showing more patience than me in the last week, leaving me flummoxed and frustrated. I snarled and wanted to stop him, but I heard the guards already moving toward us, and I disappeared back into the building, limping slightly as I got back inside and locked up.
The man disappeared into the streets, and I was left injured in a whore house nursing injuries.
The sudden explosion of violence that suddenly stopped made me wonder more and more about my recent mistakes, and I could not help myself. A little bit of my old, old personality slipped out.
"FUCK! FUCK FUCK FUCK! I got damn impatient," I snapped, cursing more as I started to bandage myself and feeling my broken and cracked ribs. My head got full of itself from the escape from the Empire. That was what this all fucking was. I killed or maimed four B rankers before escaping, and I let it get to my head. Something also told me that I was not going to like that conversation tomorrow with Abby's, 'Daddy.'
I didn't have time to think about that, though. I got to work bandaging myself and watching as the guards started to pay more attention to this street tonight. The man was right; fighting in the street was something that would get us in trouble if it was not quick.
Damnit, reminded me of the damn police when they were short on their criminal quota.
This was a pain in my ass and back now.
This is what I get for thinking I am hot shit and invincible.
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