Dominatrix System

The next week was busy my sissy recovered by morning woke up and had my stuff ready for my training as usual. The week was rapid with us preparing to leave.

I learned how to use my Inventory system by calling up the screen and pushing things into the imaginary cell in front of me. Then I learned something interesting as I experimented If I took a chest put things in that It would only take up a single cell of inventory. I abused this by categorizing things into my inventory into separate chests labeling in the spot that would show in the cell picture. I didn't pack everything especially since it would be weird if I had nothing.

I visited my mother and father who thanked me for negotiating there freedom and living situation letting them live more comfortably. The Marquis came to me the day before instead of summoning me. He handed me a bag of gold coins.

"There are a hundred gold coins for your trip this is not only more than enough but some living expenses for when you are there. This is the bare minimum for your living expenses there." He stopped for a moment looking at me. Just as he was about to continue I interrupted.

"So another test I get it." I look around making sure no one can overhear, "Look I will need more than this but I know you are not an unlimited wallet." I pause looking at his slightly shocked expression, "I will come up with some ways to make more money and I will send you letters for investments I will take seventy percent of profits you will make thirty in exchange I can use your emblem and title as a backer." He looked thoughtful.

After a ten to twenty minute wait he smiled "Deal, you always surprise me, Sally. You understand the intent behind what I am trying to do even though you are only ten." He watched my eureka moment happen a couple of seconds later when I realized something I never noticed before and a shy look appeared on my face.

"Ummm, Whats the household name," I ask uncharacteristically meek. I couldn't believe that I did not know after living here a decade but I had no idea what the household was called I always call them young master, Sissy, or Marquis. Not once in my life was it mentioned to me by anyone.

"What?" A shocked expression was on the Marquis's face. His shock thundered obviously through his mind. I repeated myself and his face turned dark. "Are you saying if I let you walk out after freeing you, you would not even know the family name of the people who raised you." I was more embarrassed than I have ever been nodding.

"It is not my fault no one in the house says the name nowhere is it written down. All the servants call you Marquis with no first or last name. Your family is a young master, First name. Where would I learn it?" I complain my cheeks red in embarrassment.

He looked at me and laughed, for a minute he laughed hard when he stopped he realized I was right and shock returned. "You are correct this is my fault from a child you would have no idea. I will correct this later." He paused, "We are the noble Ironstrand family known for our minerals and blacksmithing." he finished and saw no awe or amazement. I remember from history that Ironstrand was one of the richer noble families in the rise of the new adventurer kingdom. It wasn't the richest but its blacksmith technology was the best in the kingdom. But its distance from the mage towers in the capital meant it's enchanting technology was in the dumpster and everything was imported. Most could make due but most enchanted things were too expensive for commoners and rarely traded in the territory so more was exported than imported.

It explained why we had taps for water but nothing fancy and I mentioned the lack of enchantments to him. "Well yes I did not want my family to grow weak so I wanted them to grow without all the extravagance that they will not have when they grow into adventures." He stated. I agreed in the wilderness there is no kitchen sink or bathroom. I only had one thing but I swallowed it down.

"Makes sense, Marquis," I continued, "I can't tell you how to run your household just take care of my parents Marquis Ironstrand." With that, we parted.

The day arrived and we got on the carriage to leave. My torturer joined us with a happy smile as a bodyguard along with my first instructor. The four of us and a carriage driver left the mansion down a forest road. The trees tall on either side joining in the middle making a beautiful scene. After a half-hour, we entered a small town that took roughly an hour to get through with people walking the streets busy in their duties the symbol on the side carriage worked well for people to keep clear. No peasant serf or slave wants to stop a noble for no reason.

We were on our way to the capital and I was ready for a new chapter in my life. I sat in the uncomfortable carriage staring out the small window my Sissy across from me lost in his thoughts as my old instructor and torturer made small talk before going quiet. The night approached as we came to a small travelers' inn with a couple of buildings to facilitate it for traders and travelers. It was a quiet night as we ate and slept nothing of note. As we traveled we spent the nights along the roads with adventurers sometimes seen guarding the road. As a kingdom of adventurers, all soldiers were adventurers and were spread accordingly to protect the lands.

As we reached the destination we all started to converse a bit more just from boredom. Mostly my instructors berating us on deficiencies in our training they still saw. My sissy brought out a flute at some point and started to play music to ease the boredom for us all. The night before we reached the capital My Sissy told me the name he came up with.

"I want to be called Freya, Mistress, I wish to be called Freya Ironstrand." I stopped looking at Her now. I smiled, "Sissy from now on I will make sure Derek is no more only Freya Ironstrand." I announced to her a promise and a curse. No longer was she a male she was my sissy girl. With tears in her eyes, "Thank you, Mistress." Forever she will remain my toy mine to play with as I choose my p.u.s.s.y getting moist I had her attend my p.u.s.s.y until I came multiple times as she remained caged.

The next day we arrived at the capital of the Kingdom. The tall walls stood at least 3 stories high with large gates traffic abound. The symbol on the side of our carriage took us to an express route for nobles allowing us quick entry.

After some clerks confirmed their identities we were on a brick road leading towards the center of the city. After some time we entered the Nobles district and Things were cleaner people walking around looked higher class some with pets some with servants trailing behind them. Shops looked respectable with engraved signs. The noise from when they entered the city decreased the deeper in the Nobles District. All this made sense to me. It's a Monarchy in the feudal era with a strength of the fittest atmosphere. Slavery was legal so with Nobels being where a lot of the power of the kingdom comes from might makes right. In my previous incarnation, the government ruled with the might of majority backed with weapons where a minority could destroy the majority. Keeping the might makes right mentality is what keeps intelligent entities together.

We reached the Ironstrand house after a little bit. We were all exhausted after days of travel. A butler taking care of the house showed us each to our rooms for the night. I pulled My sissy Freya with me. I took out a pink frilly dress and handed it to her. "Change now," I commanded. Emotions crossed her face she stripped to her panties still locked in her little cage. She put on the dress looking cute as a button the curves not quite there yet but still looks like a cute girl. I studied her further make up was going to be needed I nodded to myself I made this dress in preparation of today. "As I promised Freya you no longer will respond to Derek in any way or I will punish you if I hear it. You will demand any servent to call you that and any family. You are my sissy Freya and you will follow this order for the rest of your life." My tone left no question. As I left the room, "Dinner will be soon Freya come join us when you are ready." I didn't stay I knew she would come down in that dress.

I reached the dining room that the servants had set with chairs of Freya myself and the guards that joined us. The food looked delicious I sat at the head of the table with no qualms. My torturer and Instructor sat to the left. We waited a moment and Freya showed in the cute pink dress I made the questioning looks on all the servant's faces and our guards where shock.

I simply Commanded, "Introduce Yourself."

Without missing a beat. "Yes, Mistress, Hi everyone I am Freya Ironstrand, Nice to meet you." she gave a small curtsey.

"Sit Freya, join us." I continued "After a long journey some food cooked by the chefs will be wonderful." I started serving myself followed by Freya and after some time my torturer and My old instructor whom I just realized I should learn the name of her she just didn't stand out to me at all. Jack my torturer I have his name in a title to remind me every time I open the system status.

Together we ate a nice meal no one expressed any opinions on Freya but since she is technically the master of the house when no other Ironstrand is here they have no right to question. Before we returned to our rooms we had a trip to make.

"Freya call the butler we have one more place to visit," The bodyguards stopped as they were heading to their rooms and sighed turning back to me. These instructors were smart realizing that I commanded Freya and that she would listen to me and do as I say. A simple "Yes Mistress" came out and she went to find the butler.

With the butler in tow, I told him we desperately needed a good and discrete tailor immediately. After a carriage ride with five people, we arrived at a Tailor in the Noble district. I simple Thimble on the sign above the door. As we entered A cute about fifteen years old girl with a nice I would guess C or D cup b.r.e.a.s.ts greeted us wearing a white sundress she was roughly 5'5" in height. "Welcome to Thimble tailors, How can I help you."

I pushed Freya forward, "Freya here needs a new wardrobe while traveling here someone stole her trunk of clothes and needs a new wardrobe." I continued, "She will need four dresses two cute ones for formal and one casual. She also needs new underwear and a bra to match." I added the bra to see if they have one in this world if I grew a set of b.r.e.a.s.ts more then an A cup I will be in trouble without them.

"I can help with the dresses and underwear but I do not know what you mean by a bra. Would you like me to order matching shoes with all outfits? I can order some from a good shoemaker as well to complete a good look for her." I sighed there are no bras but I also was happy no woman would want to be without once they have one. I also felt sympathy for the braless girl in front of me her back will develop problems soon if she doesn't get one soon. "Alright, we need these soon as we will be joining the academy this semester in a few days. I would also like to order some nightgowns for her and myself and make them look s.e.xy if you can."

After some negotiation, the order came to four dresses with matching shoes eight sets of underwear five sets of nightgowns for both Freya and myself. The total came 5 gold coins due to the rush on it. She took Freya to a separate room for measurements after a bit Freya came out with a slight flush of embarrassment. I went in next seeing the girl with a deep red flush on her face. Something was up.

"Oh, the tailor is embarrassed. What happened?" I say nicely holding back a grin adopting a face of concern.

"N-Noth-" I put a finger to her lips and closed the distance to her I was shorter than her but the way I was trained makes me walk with authority. "No lies Miss. Tailor, What happened?" I demand an answer less nice more authority.

A fifteen-year-old didn't know how to handle this tone and spoke like she was caught with her hand in the cookie jar. "I was measuring Miss Freya an-and found she was a boy, B-but that it was caged with an l-lock," she stuttered out.

"Good girl," I smile, "Now Miss tailor tell me your name."

"S-Stacy Mam."

"Good girl, I like good girls, I love obedient good girls." I continue voice unknowingly mesmerizing. "You want to be a girl I like don't you Stacy?"

"Yes, Mam." I lightly hug the blushing beauty from behind, "Now Stacy, I like you," Her blush deepened and my hands traveled around her body as she was caught in the moment. "No, I really like you," I'm whispering into her ear now and feel the goosebumps along her arms, "You will want to think about what I'm about to offer Stacy I am from a Noble house with their backing." I bite her earlobe lightly getting a m.o.a.n from a horny girl. "I want to invest in a Tailor shop with a Good Girl at its center, I want you to be my Good Girl Stacy. Be my Good Girl Stacy." I stop and let go of her.

Her blush was a deep cute crimson her head was nodding wanting to confirm wanting to be a good girl. Her mouth opened to say something again I put my fingers on her lips. "Don't answer yet, My Good Girl Stacy I want you to measure me now with no words and no talking, You will finish our order and present yourself to me when finished. If you are a good girl you will follow these orders if you are a bad girl I will take my business elsewhere after." I wait a second enjoying her blushing shocked expression. "Nod if you understand me, Stacy." She nodded, I smiled, "Good Girl, now get to work."

She went to work blushing deeper taking the time to touch me longer than appropriate but I stood still as she wordless took the measurements she needed. I stood before after she finished and didn't know what to say since I told her not to talk. I left almost immediately after but reminded her one last time, "Present yourself to me when my order is finished and I will reward a good girl like you but If I don't see you." I trailed off and everyone followed me into the carriage after I left the shop heading to the house we all wanted to sleep.

I thought back to the blushing girl who was into women peeking up Freya's skirt going for her p.u.s.s.y only to find out her truth. The shock and embarrassment. God, I want to tease her more. Present yourself to me Stacy and surrender yourself to my entertainment.