Dominatrix System

Chapter 95

With a happy spring to my step, I came back into the apartment. The business was booming. Things were packed with noblewomen hearing from their friends about how much less pain they were in from using our product. It even came to the point women without as much trouble in this area came to be apart of the trend. This was undoubtedly a good thing.

I entered the apartment after passing the line with women wondering who I was. As I was passing the line, I saw one male in the queue. He looked like a macho man and was looking with a serious expression. I decided that if I were needed, one of my toys would come to see me about it. I was delighted with Freya and Stacy. They were both very competent at their jobs. However, Stacy needs more guidance to put orders above her perversion, no matter the cost. She was just too attracted to all women. She could hide it before, but I can tell her restraint is slipping. This was something I was planning on instilling into her. My orders are absolute. If I tell her one way, she will not have the ability even in her mind to do anything else.

I would struggle to do this without breaking her mind. I haven't had Stacy as long as Freya making me recognize that I would need to put a little more effort into it. I knew that she would come begging soon for another climax. It shouldn't be for another week, though. However, that might change depending on the influences around her. Some women in the queue today were attractive, and she will probably sneak a peak like the pervert she is.

I had a smile on my face as I walked into the Kitchen and fed my tigers. They were so good, and I needed to bring them out more often. Instead, they watched with steady gazes making sure no one intruded inside the apartment. This was a security system that I loved. I made sure they were all fed and gave them some attention before going to Kitty.

"Nyah!" She cried out, seeing me. I freed her from her cage, and she promptly came out of it. I started to pet her and gave her scratches. She promptly began to purr like the cute Kitty she was. It was not that long, though, as I heard Kitty meowing and purring when I heard the door knock. I sighed as I was enjoying playing with Kitty. She was cute, and I wanted to soon let her out of the cage more often. I knew underneath that the woman Kitty was before was sly. She was an assassin; I would be an idiot to assume otherwise. The reactions she was showing showed that she was starting more and more to think like the pet she was.

I decided to test Kitty and let her stay outside the cage. I still had back up plans on her in case she thought she saw an opportunity to run. I left the room to the entrance opening the door to see Hillary and Ingrid. The Duchess being explicitly told to stay away till I summoned her meant as many days as she could resist me. I smirked, knowing that the Duchess's pride was still intact. She would come on her own convincing herself that she can not be ordered around by me. She will appear in front of me and lose all courage and become the sow she was.

I focused on the two ladies in front of me. Ingrid took a softer hand while Hillary was like Stacy. A hard hand was needed. This didn't mean they were mutually exclusive. I smirked as I invited them inside. Hillary looked tired as I looked at her. I guarantee her clit was swollen from how much she tried to get herself off last night. She was even developing bags under her eyes carefully covered up in makeup. It was not hard to notice as her gaze looked at me for relief. By the way, Ingrid described her, Hillary knew what she wanted, but no one ever did it for her. With someone starting only to stop what she thought was midway into the fun.

For her, it was only something to make the next experience even spicer now. She looked at me with undisguised lust. No, It was more like she couldn't disguise it no matter how hard she tried. As she stepped into my apartment, her thighs rubbed, her eyes landed on my outfit, and her body perked up. She needed me and was desperate for anything sent her way. The only person in the room who didn't know that, though, was her. Ingrid could even see it. It was why she brought her friend and sold her to me. She understood what she wanted and did the worst thing she could do for her friend. She gave her friend to me.