Dominatrix System

I ushered Sherry into the house, and she looked around. "Where have you been?" She asked, and my hand snapped out, backhanding her face.

"What the fuck made you think you can talk to me this way?!" I asked as the apartment door closed. "I do not have any reason or want to explain myself to you, girl. You took your sweet time getting the information needed to be able to continue our plans forward. I am getting things done on my end. You can start to report to me your findings." I dressed her down, furious at her disrespect. This girl needed a collar on her. I would get there, but not quite yet. The girl's arrogance and superiority complex were too large at the moment. I needed to take her down a peg again.

"Well, I got the information that you wanted, and you Disappeared! You told me to get the information as fast as possible!" She yelled at me, and I was pissed off.

"I told you to get the information. Not as fast as possible. I have things that are still in the preparation stages. This operation is supposed to be DISCRETE! Anything else is a failure, and I will back out without thought if otherwise. Now, Tell, Me, Were you discovered? Did you bring up suspicion?" I asked the two most important questions.

"No, I do not believe anyone knows. I gathered all the information you asked for myself." She finished clearly angry. I looked into her eyes as she stared me down. I didn't find anything that sent alarm bells off in my mind. My instinct didn't say anything. Fuck I want to get out of this city after the business is complete. I want to move on and leave.

I looked at her and turned around, walking into the living room. I turned and sat on my couch, slowly crossing my legs looking at her. "Sit!" I commanded her. Her expression was dark, and she walked into the living room and sitting down. I laid back on the couch and looked at her again. "Now, tell me about the servents that need to be taken control of to cover up your family missing."

She proceeded to pass me a bunch of papers. I looked through them, noting all the maids. There was an extra person on the sheets of paper. A ninth that wasn't supposed to be there. "Who the fuck is this?" I asked.

"A guard I would like trained to protect me." I looked at her assertive, demanding tone. I looked at the idiot in front of me with disbelief.

"You want to add another variable?" I asked. "Look. I will train a guard for you after I train your family. Any more and we start risking everything. I will get started. We need to set things up now." I was trying to keep my anger inside myself. She now had the self-confidence from whipping a defenseless mouse-kin boy. She reveled in that power. She was a means to an end at this point. I would take care of her once everything was in place. First, I needed to get things started, though.

"I want to play with that little Mouse-kin!" She announced. I barely stopped myself from rolling my eyes. This woman was a pain in my ass, the more I interact with her.

"The Mouse-kin was sold. How about this..." Thinking of a compromise to get her to shut up. "You will get a slave. Buy one from the slave merchant or where ever you want. They don't have to be trained; get one you like. I will then train them to be your slave. I have many things I need to do, but you can come by and train them yourself once a week after we report to each other."

Her expression was dark when I told her about the mouse-kin that was never mine was sold. The compromise made her happy. She was easy to read and acted like a petulant child. The more I knew this woman, the more I wanted to be done with her. Life works at its own pace.

"Works for me!" She announced excitedly.

"Good, Go shopping and come back next week. Make sure that you take the slave home first. Make it look like you have taken an interest in training him or her. That way, you can be out of the public eye. It will give you a reason to visit me as well to get tips. It will also be a great way to explain these visits to your family as well." I finished. Standing up, elegantly and I directed her towards the door. "See you next week and do the homework I told you to do," I said loudly and with a smile as I saw the Nickey with Stacy behind the door.

Sherry left with only a nod to the two of them. I sighed and let Nickey enter with Stacy. I watched Stacy enter before stopping Nickey from coming in. "Nickey, Oh Duchess Nickey, You naughty Naughty Bitch. You went against me again. What do you have to say for yourself?" I asked, barring her entry.

Her blush deepened, and she looked inside as if that was her haven. Who knew what could be overheard at the top of the apartment steps. "Mistress, Please," She begged, her eyes staring at me, looking for mercy.

"What are you?" I asked.

Her eyes widened, and she looked where she was and meekly said, "I am your Bitch," It was quiet. Barely audible and I looked at her.

"I did not hear you," I told her.

Her blush darkened to a deep crimson, "I am your bitch," She told me. I spared her because of her position.

"Good, You know what you are and did not ask your Mistress for permission to leave. Go Home; I will fetch you when I wish to see you." I promptly closed the door with a Gaping mouthed Duchess on the other side.

Inside I looked at Stacy as her thighs rubbed together. I raised an eyebrow at her. "Well, out with it, you want to ask for something, beg for it!" I told her my residual annoyance showing. Stacy's eyes showed how much lust she was feeling at that moment.

Her knees buckled and hit the floor; her head hit the floor. "MISTRESS, PLEASE LET ME CUM!" Her loud begging started to fill the room. "I AM SO HORNY MISTRESS! I WANT IT SO BAD! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!" I smiled as she begged. Her crotch, I bet, was drenched in vaginal fluids working with women all day for the past week. She was a pervert that was unsavable. She would never change that.

"You will use one of your mercy pain orgasms if I do. You will only be allowed once today." I squatted down, lifting her head to look into my eyes, "Are you sure you want this?" I asked, her smile plastered on my face. I saw the shivers down her spine as I smiled at her. "If you want to back out, now is the time, my little pervert," I told her, excited to give her a punishment orgasm.

The look of indecision on her face was beautiful. She wanted to orgasm so bad. The only time she went so long before was when I either punished. I highly doubt she came less than twice a day before she met me. Her face was that indescribable indecision, both wanting and not wanting. She was slowly coming. I knew that her pussy wanting a release would win out. She looked up at me with hazy eyes, desperate. "Please make me cum, Mistress!" She begged, and my smile somehow grew.

"Okay," I said before standing up. I stepped away from Stacy, walking towards the Training room. I opened the door. "Come," I ordered as Stacy looked at me from the floor meters away. I entered in, hearing Stacy's hurried footsteps behind me. I made my way, grabbing the chains in the open space to attach hooks to them again. "Strip," I told Stacy without looking at her. I heard the clothes fall to the floor within three seconds. She wanted it and wanted it now. I could hear the excitement coming from her. The attention she was about to receive would be perfect for her. I started to put the chains through slats in the walls to change the angle of how Stacy would be held. I grabbed the shackles, and I stepped up, looking at Stacy's growing body. I cupped a now D breast in my hand, inspecting it. I shackled both wrists tightly and Squatted to shackle both ankles. Hooks attached her legs to the walls. I then put a collar around Stacy's slim neck. Her excitement grew, and she stared into my eyes with pure lust.

A hook attached to both shackles on her wrists, then I put one through the loop on her collar behind her head. She was bound, and she had some expectation of what would come next. She wasn't wholly wrong that her punishment orgasm was coming. I stepped over, and the chains on her wrists brought her body into the air. The Chains on her legs spread her out in a faint X, with the one on the neck forcing her body in place and to help her out with the bonus of a slight choking sensation.

Her hanging there with shining lust-filled eyes showed just how much she wanted the things to come. I smiled, just thinking of my perverted little toy. I grabbed a cart taking it over to my cabinet. I started to pull out toys, placing them on the cart with a smile that wouldn't die. I felt like I hadn't played in too long. My frustrations would be vented on Stacy now. I turned to her with various fun things.

I took in her naked body that only had a belt stopping her from touching her pussy. I had an enchantment to stop her anal cavity from doing anything other than expelling. It would even clean for the user. It was something new I had enchanted when I had them made while here. The Wizard looked at me like I was a pervert. I guess in a way I am; I love others' pain, which makes me a pervert somehow. I lifted the lock on the chastity belt, seeing Stacy's excitement that I might take it off. Instead, I let it fall, hearing the clang of metal against metal.

"Stacy," I said, grabbing a needle. "You are beautiful; You are my lovely pain doll." I started looking at her body, bringing my hand up to her breasts, cupping them again. "I think your breasts are so lovely. I think they could use some jewelry of their own." I saw a dawning expression as I pierced her hard sensitive nipple with that needle. No warning, and her lovely voice screamed in pain. I picked up another as I noticed her eyes closed. I didn't wait, and I pierced her other nipple with the needle. Her screams redoubled as I looked at the two long steel needles through her nipples. They looked amazing on her sexy strong body. Her body shook breasts bouncing as she tried to move to mitigate the pain. I smiled, watching her body while picking up another needle. This time I grabbed her breast as she continued to advance. I pierced her body again. Her screams increased in volume, and I decided no matter how much I like hearing her cries of delightful pain, I didn't want her to hurt herself. I grabbed a gag. I stuffed her mouth, muffling her screams.

She started to calm down and looked at me with longing. The Pervert likes the pain. I could see the juices leaking out the chastity belt, where it allows her to expel urine. I smiled, grabbing another needle, and saw her twitch while I handled her breast before piercing it with another needle. I watched her body dance to the pain again; muffled cries as she did so. This time I took out the piercings that I had ready for a rainy day. They were nothing special except for the fact you could attack small ropes or hooks through them. I took out the long needles in her and put her new piercings on. Her body slowly recovered as I adjusted her new rings. I nodded to myself when I finished. I grabbed the rope I had prepared, started to tie her breasts together, and Attached her breasts together by the nipples.

I could then hear muffled cries as the two leftover needles would poke her breasts when she breathed. She tried to limit her breathing, which was already restrained by the collar tight against her neck. I smiled as I saw more fluids from her pussy drip to the floor in excitement. I grabbed the rope and pulled. Her muffled voice screamed as I did so. "You like that?" I asked her. Her mind was a mess as I let go. I grabbed some weights and attached a total of ten pounds to her ropes. They weighed them down, and her cries started up again as the piercings were stretching the hole open more due to weight.

Her agony and lust were due; She was a natural hardcore masochistic pervert, as fluids dripped from her pussy, making a puddle. "Are you close to cumming?" I asked her. She replied by shaking her head back and forth. I smiled, picking up the Paddle. "Good, I am going to spank you to your orgasm this time. Next time you ask, it will be the whip. Understood?"

Her nodding head made me realize I was being light to her. I thought about it and shrugged. I was enjoying myself. Who cared if I was being light on punishment this time. Next time I would make the orgasm as painful as I could. I took out her gag, letting her take deep breaths as drool dropping down with the slight blood from the new piercings. I stepped behind her.

"You will count. I will choose, however much, I think. If you don't cum by that number. You will count each time. If you don't, I will reduce the number of paddles. Who knows, after all this, you might not cum!" I told her with an ecstatic expression. "Cum if you can, Stacy!" I announced as the paddle landed heavily on her ass cheek.

"ONE!" She screamed out; She quickly followed up with a "Thank you, Mistress!"

The paddle came down again on her rapidly redding ass, "Two! Thank you, Mistress!"

I didn't let up, bringing down the paddle to her with a careful amount of strength to not break anything but make it painful regardless. Her cries out were thanking me with the number that I had done to her. Her body shook with each strike. Her movements made the weights bounce up and down, releasing her breasts before coming back down, pulling them. Her Pain increased as her body unwillingly tortured itself as I brought her closer and closer to the edge.

"Eight! Thank you, Mistress!"

"Nine! Thank you, Mistress!"

"Ten! Thank you, Mistress!"

"Eleven! Thank you, Mistress!"

"Twelve! Thank you, Mistress!"

"Thirteen! Thank you, Mistress!"

"Fourteen! Thank you, Mistress!"

"Fifteen! Thank you, Mistress!"

"Eighteen! Thank you, Mistress!"

"Nineteen! Thank you, MISTRESS! I AM CUMMING MISTRESS!" She screamed out after the paddle came down on her again as her pussy sprayed out clear female ejaculate spraying out like a jet through the holes in the chastity belt. Her scream echoed in the room. Her body bounced as she had a massive pain orgasm. Her body lost control of itself as her urine followed after her orgasm, and she fainted in her bindings. I looked at her, contemplated spanking her one last time.

I was deciding against it after her body hung loosely after losing consciousness. I lowered her body to the ground before she fell into a puddle of her fluids. I smiled as I stripped to stop her from dirtying my clothing. I then untied her took out the needles. I left in the new piercings and brought her into the shower, cleaning her up. I took off her chastity belt to make sure I cleaned that mess up after over a week in chastity. I then put it back on and laid her in bed to sleep off her orgasm. I watched her sleep with a strained smile on her face standing up and looking at Kitty.

I hadn't taken her out for a walk. She meowed at me, and I smiled before opening her cage to take her out for a walk to enjoy myself a bit.

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