Dominatrix System

I awoke when it was morning. I hadn't realized how much my body needed rest. I felt much better when I got up. The Duchess was gone with a note on the side table. I opened it up, and I had a slight smile on my face.

"Dear Mistress,

I do not know what to say. I have never felt like this in my entire life. The experience you gave me yesterday opened a new word to me I never knew existed. I have things to do today and couldn't stay regretfully. I will be back in three days. Hopefully, you will open your doors for this wanting toy. I will be in contact with Marchioness Ingrid if you need to contact me for anything. Thank you for yesterday and for opening your doors for me.

Sincerely, Your Bitch,

Nickey."

She was laying it on thick. I knew she didn't think of herself as such. She was still thought of herself as a Duchess; otherwise, she wouldn't leave until I gave her permission. This was a fine start. Ingrid was right that she would be useful to me. The other fact was that she wanted to come back. She was a closeted masochist in a world of prim and proper. Her husband may not even touch her anymore. Slaves tended to do that for them. The only reason why Nobility probably was even with their wives in the empire was to have an "official" kid to carry on the line.

This was nothing special, though. History in my last world showed a lot of the same. Mistresses were normal in the past of my old world. Now, this world thought it was normal for both spouses. Ingrid told me of Nobles keeping sissy slaves and bulls as well. When a Nobility got pregnant, most wouldn't assume it was the "Husbands" right away when I learned of this in the Kingdom of Arlin. I was gobsmacked. That might be incorrect, though, since the Empire and the kingdom were not on good terms.

I decided that it didn't matter to me, and I got out of bed. It was afternoon, and my tigers came and greeted me. I smiled happily and played with them a bit. My body was feeling much better, and I moved to the shower. I looked and only saw light bruises left. I sighed, knowing I didn't need another healing potion to finish the healing. Ingrid should be here soon, and I still wanted to play with Freya. The little mouse-kin sissy can witness his future. Water poured down onto me, and I cleaned myself up.

I stepped out of the shower a little while later. I left my clothes in the bathroom and decided I didn't want to dress. It felt nice to feel the air on my skin and fur. I sighed and made it to the couch. That was when I heard the door. It wasn't Freya or Stacy, neither Cassandra nor Carl, as I thought about it. They also let the person up, so it was most likely Ingrid. I sighed and grabbed a Black robe slowly. The door was knocked on again. My robe was loosely hanging in my current state, barely covering my b.r.e.a.s.ts, while the small belt barely covered my p.u.s.s.y. I opened the door, and I was right.

Ingrid stood mesmerized at my appearance. She gulped visibly as I stepped aside, letting her inside. I was visibly annoyed, although not at her. I turned, and I heard hesitant steps behind me. I sat down on the couch, and my Tigers joined me, looking for more attention. Ingrid was surprised.

"Since when have you had tigers in your place?!" She almost shouted in surprise. I smirked only for it to break into a chuckle.

"They were here before you, Ingrid," I said with a smile, "They were even in the room the entire time. You only didn't notice them..." I finished.

Ingrid looked surprised but gathered herself. She visibly gathered herself, "Okay, I would like to invite you to an important party, Mistress. The Duchess will also be there along with her husband and the City Lord. This is about rubbing shoulders with the nobility here. This is also a great way to advertise your Services Mistress." She was not fiddling with her fingers as I stared her down. My eyelid twitched as this was another opportunity within the city. An important one for advertising as well. F.u.c.k, though, I want a day of rest to play with my toys.

I visibly sighed. I stood up and crossed the distance to Ingrid. I almost took her lips into a kiss but hovered right over. Her lips reached out, wanting to be kissed, and I stepped back. I turned my back to her entering the Training room, not giving her an answer. I looked inside, and the little Mouse-kin Sissy in training was working on a dildo diligently. Ingrid followed me in and gasped. The Mouse-kin turned to her with a happy surprise. I had never treated him right, and I wasn't planning on it either. I took the whip off the wall and lashed his back.

"Did I tell you to stop sucking that c.o.c.k, Sissy Bitch?!" I harshly told him. He went back to it. The lathered dildo was going deeper into his throat. I grabbed the back of his head and forced it down till his nose touched the base. I held it there, hearing him gag for a couple of seconds before letting go. "Your, Owner is here, and you Disgrace me like that?! Would you like to go back to the Iron maiden?!"

The fear plastered his face, and he shook his head and started to do his beast deepthroating the dildo. I turned to Ingrid, "He isn't finished training. The Rebellious spirit is gone. He has not turned into the Sissy that he was always meant to be, though." I looked down at him in disappointment. "Not too much longer, and this Sissy will be done. The problem is not tonight."

Realization dawned on Ingrid, and thought about it. "Use your other little Sissy. She is fully trained and can do a public training session for those interested. The party has a Training room with the proper supplies if you wish." Ingrid countered. I thought about it and nodded.

"Fine, but I refuse to wear a f.u.c.k.i.n.g dress and shoes. The only thing that these toes will wear is a slave." I told her flatly. She nodded as if natural.

"That is fine. I never expected you to Mistress Sally. Many people who are not nobles do so. This allows Nobility not only to pick them out but ask about their services." She finished, and I nodded. Made sense in a backhanded way. I thought for a minute about how I wanted to do things before I turned to Ingrid.

"Go downstairs, Ingrid, and tell Stacy and Freya to come up. You come back up as well with them. I will go from there." Ingrid seemed hesitant, and I looked at her with a raised eyebrow. I didn't need to do anything else, and she went. It would not be long before she came back. I looked at the Sissy below me, who was desperately trying to please a dildo.

I wished I had some machine to f.u.c.k his ass, I thought. It would make life easier for this stupid sissy. I sighed and looked around the room. I pulled him off the Dildo and dragged him without paying attention to his cries. I shoved him onto the Saint Andrews Cross before chaining him to it. He looked at me with fright. I pulled the small butt plug out of him. Only six inches, but it went in and out easily. I nodded in satisfaction. I then grabbed a long string of enchanted anal beads. The size of each grew to a three-inch diameter. I wished I could get another system set soon. I wanted many things, though. I started to put the beads up his rectum one by one. He m.o.a.ned and begged for me to stop until I did stop.

I stood up, looking at him, pissed off. "You think since I haven't paid much attention to you, I haven't noticed how undisciplined you are?!" I exclaimed, "Your rebellious spirit is coming back since you used to this treatment. I think I need to up the game then." His eyes went wide, and was about to exclaim when I gagged him with a ring gag. I then inserted a dildo just short enough to allow him to breathe.

I grabbed the Anal beads and started to calculate. I heard people enter behind me, but I didn't acknowledge them as I calculated. I hadn't practiced this yet, but Energy Enchanting was going to come into play. One of the practice enchantments was a small thundershock. It was for newbies learning it. I destroyed the enchantment on the prober bead for vibrating and changed it to this energy enchantment. I tested the bead, and everything worked. I heard the sissy m.o.a.n above me when it was on in his ass. I pushed the rest into him one by one. Finally, the long chain of beads was inside him.

I turned it on, and his face lit up in pleasure. The muffled m.o.a.ns were then changed as his muffled scream came out. I smiled as ejaculation came from his flaccid c.o.c.k. I placed the Bead to shock him on the one by his developing prostate gland. I nodded in satisfaction as I heard him come again behind me. He screamed into his gag as I turned away from him.

I saw Freya looking at him with jealousy. I smirked at her and approached. I whispered into her ear, "Don't worry, I have something planned for you..." I trailed a finger across her chin. Stacy looked jealous as well, but I wasn't going to explain myself again.

"Dress up, girls; You will be showpieces tonight. Important party tonight, and I need toys to show off." Both girls nodded and left towards their closet. I shook my head as they both stripped. Neither could care for the other's n.a.k.e.d appearance. They both only cared for my attention.

I turned to Ingrid, "Go get ready, be here with a coach to pick us up, Marchioness I expect to see you in an hour and a half." Ingrid nodded, leaving to get ready for the party.

I dressed up in a tight leather outfit that easily hid weapons on it. I looked fantastic, as well. I looked like a fighter. None of my bruises showed up either. I nodded to myself as the Leather snugly held my chest up. I put on short leather pants that allowed flexibility to the maximum. My stomach showed defined muscle. I attached a belt that I attached my scabbard with the bladed whip. I wrapped up my nicest looking black leather whip to it as well on the other side. It wasn't by the best whip for fighting, though. It was better for training. I grabbed a messenger bag and filled it with toys that I wanted to use in demonstrations. I also added medical creme and lube. I was packed within an hour. I went back to my room, seeing the downtrodden Kitty.

I realized I never asked Freya how the walk went. I called out to Freya. She poked her head in. She was wearing a red dress that fit every curve perfectly. It made her look amazing with a cut of the leg. Both of them probably made stuff for this long ago. The smile on her face had given that away.

"Yes, Mistress?" She asked politely.

"How did your walk go yesterday..." I trailed off as I saw Freya smile turn vicious.

"Oh, She was a naughty Kitty," She started, "Little Kitty thought that it was the perfect time to run. She had not known that I was in charge of her collar. I was tempted to take her to a dog park afterward to be bred. I knew you wouldn't be happy if I did that, Mistress. You were asleep with that woman, so I forgot to let you know, Mistress." She finished her report.

I sighed; I figured it would happen. "Good work, Freya, Go back and finish up. We will be leaving soon." I turned back and heard the door shut. I looked at Kitty, looking at me with fear. I clicked my tongue. I needed something to break this Kitty. I was never a trainer in my past life. I manipulated people in different ways.

Turning someone into a literal pet and making them think of themselves as such was a completely different task. She was caged each day and only let out for mealtimes and walks. That and training. It was time I picked up the training schedule. Maybe walks in the park. Treat her more like an animal than I already do?

I looked down at her, and she shook even more, and I heard her cry out to me, "Nyah" She tried to rub her head into my hand. She was acting cute, knowing I would respond best to this. This was the very cuteness that I wanted as well. I scratched behind her ear as I thought.

Everything came down to time and my consumption of it. I was swamped ever since I left the Kingdom. I always had something to be doing. The amount of rest I got yesterday was amazing for my health. Lately, I go from one thing to the next as if I am stuck on a train.

I stopped my thought process. I was complaining to myself I didn't need to do that. What I needed to do was train my little Kitty. I came back to myself and heard her cute purrs as I scratched behind her ear. Maybe I was going about this the wrong way?

An amazing thought crossed my head. I thought about it, and I heard the door open while I was stuck in that thought. It didn't leave my mind as I happily smiled viciously. The look even brought fear into Freya and Stacy, who just entered. They looked at the Kitty with sympathy.

"Mistress, Ingrid is here," Freya announced.

"Let us go. I will deal with the disobedient Kitty later." I announced to the room, and we headed out. It should be a fun night tonight.