Dominatrix System

I grinned as I looked at the worn-out Hillary, and Her body shuddered as I brought her down from the chains. I wasn't done with this girl. But that was it for tonight. I would punish her before she headed home. She tried to back out from her little deal. I would be taking that into consideration before sending her home.

Hillary told me anything then tried to back out. That was unacceptable. I couldn't allow that to pass, and I had no intention of letting it pass since I was a proper Dominatrix. I would train her to never say something that she didn't fully mean and prepare herself for. It didn't matter that the smile on my face wouldn't break thinking about the punishment. Hillary was still shuddering, and I couldn't understand a word out of her mouth. It didn't matter; she was mine now, and I would play with her as I liked.

I carried her softly for now into the shower since I needed to clean her up. Her body was shuddering with my touch regardless of what I did. I could feel the tremble with the residual orgasm racking her body with bliss. Her mind wandered in the peak of that orgasm after I took out all the toys from her, and I would comfort her in my large bed.

I washed her off gently as her body gradually stopped shaking. My touch eventually soothed her, and I washed her body of all the urine and various fluids that came off her during my play before drying her off. It was a simple routine, and Hillary was barely awake throughout it as I brought her to bed. I could feel her relax as I laid her on the bed dried.

Stacy was still awake, visibly looking away from me to avoid getting in trouble. "Stacy, come to bed, You to Freya," I said the later part a little more loudly so that she could hear it in the other room. I laid down, pulling Hillary into my bosom, and she took comfort in my touch.

It was funny how people were when it came to relationships; I thought as I laid back. I was the one that put her in this condition. I was at the level of abuse to her, and my touch was the only thing Hillary wanted after doing what some would consider awful. Hillary only wanted to take comfort and get even closer to me to luxuriate herself in my touch. It was interesting, to say the least, when I thought of it that way.

I didn't think too much about it since it would allow her mind to heal overnight from the crazy amount of pleasure and new feelings I gave her today. I laid back, let my eyes slip shut, and I fell asleep.

When I awoke, I felt the familiar motions of someone between my legs. I lightly moaned as I looked down to see Freya licking my clit. I moaned slightly louder as she expertly used her years of eating me out to her advantage to bring me to an orgasm. I moaned, and I forced her face more into my crotch as I came into her mouth. Freya was an expert, and it was always enjoyable to wake up to an orgasm in the morning.

I believe everyone could understand my love to be woken up this way as I luxuriated in the pleasure that she brought to me this morning. I looked over, and I saw Hillary completely out of it beside me; her legs opened like a bow showing that her unconscious mind didn't want her legs to close at this moment.

I looked at her and couldn't help but smirk, and I thought up how I would punish her before heading to the warehouse. If I could play with her the whole day, I wouldn't mind, but I had other things to be doing, and Sherry, I thought her name was, or the Incompetent fool was going to be here tonight, and that needed to be secret. Not that I couldn't just keep her in the training room while I talked to her.

No, the problem with that is that after Freya told me that she brought someone else. That led me to believe that she now picked up a new sissy for me to train since she was so interested before. I was already pretty booked up; adding another thing to my plate at this time would not be a good thing. Something told me, though, that I wouldn't have much choice soon.

I sighed while watching Hillary, and I felt the need to put her in place before letting her go. I couldn't allow her to think it was okay to back out of a promise with me. Then I looked at Stacy with her cage on and breasts out naked as she started to get dressed. I smirked, looking at Hillary. I planned to see her soon and to have her bring Ingrid or Nickey along for the ride; why not make it more enjoyable? I thought.

I got off the bed while in thought, and I realized I never put back on my robe last night. I merely shrugged and saw Kitty crawling up to me. "Nyah!" Kitty cutely cried, and I squatted down to give her a little pampering. Kitty's hair had been growing, and I decided I would brush it when I got back while talking to the incompetent one.

I got up not long after giving her a few more scratches, and I decided what I would do with Hillary. She was out of it and needed some rest, but I wouldn't let things rest like this.

I left the bedroom as I saw Freya go to start making breakfast, and I enjoyed the thoughts of what was to come as I made my way over to the training room. I moved through the mess room and looked at the mess on the floor from last night. I frowned, looking at it, realizing I forgot to clean it last night before shrugging. I didn't need the room this morning, and I would just get Stacy to clean it up.

I couldn't help but smirk, wondering how Stacy would react seeing someone else having the desire she so wanted in evidence right before her. The Chastity cage stopped her from feeling the pleasure that she sought so much. Stacy was my pain slut that I knew I had almost trained too well in that way. She was a lesbian through and through, and I almost couldn't help but wonder what would happen if I forced her to masturbate to a homosexual couple.

I shook my head. I wouldn't do that to her simply because I didn't care to go through the effort, and it would be something that would hurt my current training on her. Frankly, I didn't think that I should do it anyways either as I liked to cater my training to personality. If they weren't like that or interested in that in the first place, it would feel counterintuitive.

I sighed, thinking what I would do if a customer requested something like that, and I already shuddered, thinking about the time taken to do a good job on that request. I shrugged it off, though, as I dug through and found the thing I was looking for. I had used it on my other toys before, and I couldn't help but smirk.

It was simple, and It would be effective. I grabbed a couple of other toys, and I thought of something that might be fun later but shook my head. I didn't have anything that could clamp to the breasts and become a little chastity cage for breasts that I could make vibrate. It would be too specialized compared to one for the lower body.

It was a simple punishment, but I would make it a little worse for Hillary as I grabbed the toys and my special little toy for her this time. I smirked thinking about it, and I wondered how Hillary would enjoy it.

I got up, and I wished I had something more for her. I thought of using this on Freya one day, but I never had the proper punishment time. Now I would be using it on Hillary as I came to her sleeping body, looking all vulnerable. I heard the sound of cooking in the background as I contemplated whether I should wake her up before I put it on or let her know after I fully equipped her.

I decided that I would wake her up and let her know exactly why and let her watch as she dreaded the device as I put it on her and know why it was going on her.

I got in bed to wake her up while putting the things I needed to put inside her beside me. I pressed my body against hers and heard Hillary softly moan as she turned slightly on her side, legs still spread. I took her head, and I gently turned it towards me, and I softly pecked her lips. I heard her moan as my soft lips met hers, and I slowly groped her breasts, teasing her awake slowly as Hillary started to moan.

I didn't get very far when I played with her nipple kissing her soft lips brushing back her fiery red hair, that her eyes snapped open. Her eyes looked panicked for a second as I kissed her, then softened when she noticed my face instead of whatever she was expecting. I wanted to shake my head and tell her not to loosen her guard that easily around me.

I didn't care, though, as Hillary returned the kiss. I broke it seconds later and smirked with sadistic joy coming with what I was about to tell her. "Hillary, My little whore," I told her, seeing her shudder as I talked to her, "You were a naughty little girl last night."

"Mistress?" Hillary asked, looking at me confused.

I brushed the side of her face, my lips nearing hers, and her lips reached out to touch mine as I pulled back. "You told me last night I could do anything with you, naughty girl." I reminded her. "Then you tried to back out of your promise, little Hillary." I brushed her face, and realization went through her as I reminded her.

"Mistress!" Hillary cried out, much more distressed in her tone now as she knew I was planning something.

My finger silenced her, pressing them against her red lips. "Shush, Whore, For now, you will come back tomorrow with your friend that 'betrayed' you to me. We will play together, but I will punish you," I told her, my tone stern.

Hillary looked down and nodded, "How do you wish to punish me, Mistress," Although I could see that she was slightly admonished, I could tell there was an underlying excitement too in her body language.

Her friend was right. She was a hardcore Masochist, and I wondered how she would react to my punishment. I was very interested now as I reached behind me and pulled out the Chastity belt that I had prepared for her. "You will wear this for today and tomorrow when you come with your friend Hillary," I told her.

Hillary looked disappointed as I pulled out the cage, and I couldn't help but smirk. "YOu think you will be just wearing the belt?" I asked her, my tone amused.

"Am I not Mistress?" Hillary asked, looking at the chastity belt.

I reached behind me, and I pulled out three things that made her shudder with both excitement and dread. "I think you know now that this will be a hard couple of days for you. I am so looking forward to how you come to me tomorrow," I couldn't hide my smile as I reached forward, kissing those trembling lips.

"How, What?" Hillary asked, not knowing where to start.

"This is a Dildo," I told her with a grin, "I brought one the right size but a little thinner than yesterday's so you will feel full without it becoming a hindrance. It will be set to a nice low vibration. This will allow you to feel in your pussy all day like I am playing with you. It wouldn't be a punishment though if you were allowed to cum so easily, though, so it will be set on its lowest enchanted setting." I grinned as I told her before showing her the second while I lay in bed with her. "These are the same type of anal beads as last night, although a much shorter string of them," I told her holding up a string of eight one-inch beads ready to vibrate inside her. "This is the subject of your punishment, though," I told her, my grin not fading in the least as I held up a small tube. "This is something that I will stick up your little Peehole like I did yesterday, but I cannot leave your pussy plugged without being able to pee," I told her, looking serious, "That would hurt you, so I went the opposite way. This will not go all the way up into your bladder, Whore." I said, my tone sounding sad, "What it will do is go up most of the way, giving you much less time to hold your bladder in my little Whore. Just to make it even more fun, too, It will Vibrate too!" I announced with a large grin.

"Mistress, I-" Hillary stopped and seemed to shiver and nodded. "I deserve my punishment for my transgressions last night, Mistress. Please Punish me as you see fit," Hillary said instead.

I couldn't help but grin, "Oh, You are a good little whore. So I will allow you to eat breakfast with us and go to the bathroom once before leaving since you accepted your punishment so quickly as a good whore." I told her honestly.

"Thank you, Mistress, For your generosity," Hillary said, shivering. She looked excited looking as I held those tools up for her to see.

I got up and grabbed the things I needed, "Stand, and we can start before breakfast is ready." I ordered, and Hillary got up, her legs trembling slightly. Hillary's facial expression was still excited, and I confirmed that she was a hardcore masochist. Then I realized that although I hadn't been able to do it with her yet. Hillary was also an exhibitionist, and I knew that she was going to cum to this. Still, I made it her punishment, and I wanted to see what she looked like when she came the next day.

I felt her pussy which was positively dripping with fluids, as I reached to put in the anal beads. I wanted to frown at myself as I forgot that this might not exactly be a punishment for one like her. Still, I already told her, and it was still up in the air how she would feel about it the next day.

Her trembling little asshole accepted each bead, and I put finished quickly with the short string. Her pussy was now gushing fluids. I then slid the dildo, which went in quickly as her pussy accepted it with trembling lips. Her moan sounded so sexy, and I looked up as her excitement only seemed to grow. I then took the last small device and stood up, grabbing lube for this one and making sure it was also clean. Once I lubed it up before squatting in front of the woman looking at me with ever-growing excitement, and I started to insert the hollow tube into her. She moaned loudly, and I knew that this tube was stretching her hole a little wider as it went into her.

"It's so fat, Mistress," Hillary moaned as I pushed it inside her slowly. I ignored her as I brought it flat against her and brought up the chastity belt. "Remember Whore, you will only be able to hold it for a small amount of time, and if you feel the need to go, Go," I then brought up the belt, getting ready to lock her up and making sure it was tight before I pressed to each enchantment and turned it on.

Oh, Mistress!" Hillary cried, her head drawing back as the low vibrations started in all three holes. I then locked her up and put the key with Freya's and Stacys as I stood up.

"Come for breakfast now, Whore. I will see that you eat and piss before you leave now," I told her heading out of the bedroom no longer caring what she said.

Hillary followed along and collected her dress putting it on making sure it covered the cage. Her thighs rubbed together often as she went to the breakfast table and I couldn't hide my smirk as Freya finished up making Breakfast.

It should at least be a foot start to the day I thought with a grin.