The Centaur was going crazy as the Brunette, and the blonde kept begging for him. He continued to switch, hoping to ejaculate into one of them. He became more and more desperate as time passed. I watched every second of it feeling my pussy dampen, watching the utter misery involved. I wished at this point I had a recorder or something so I could come back and watch this over and over.
The women continued to beg and his desperation to ejaculate grew with their cries. I sighed, knowing I had other things to do, though. I left the room, hearing the Young Mistress ask me where I was going. I turned to her, annoyed someone asked me this. I instantly cooled my anger, though, knowing it would be a bad idea for her training to attack her. I needed her inquisitive for her training.
"I have more than one slave to train. The Centaur maybe 'Free' at the moment, but that is only freedom in his hellfire at the moment. I have others that I was contracted to train. Stay and watch, though. There is not much to see where I am going. Even if you could see what I am doing will go over your head." I threw a hidden insult that she noticed, and her cheeks cutely puffed, but she stayed put as I left the training area.
I found the mother and son combo inside the cell I left them. The young man slept in his mother's arms in the corner of the room. The woman had nodded off in the corner with her head resting on his head. It looked cute, like some hallmark card for human mistreatment or something. I made note that their relationship was good and watched, thinking more for the moment. The son and mother were much closer than I initially presumed they would be. The experience that they have been going through has brought them closer and closer together.
I regretted that I hadn't spent more time learning from the noble that contracted me where they came from. These two were both humans, and the mother was attractive. The son, although weak, was attractive in his own way as well. He was also decently well hung. The teen's head rested in his mother's large chest, hiding the face at the moment. I watched them sleep for a bit before coming to a decision.
I had multiple ways to go about this. Each would lead to a different potential path. I could make the teen turn his mother into his sex slave; This would be an interesting path. The second would be to make the mother turn her son into her pet. This would be a very interesting path and the one I would choose if they belonged to me. It would be interesting to watch for a long time seeing the son's feelings as he was dominated by her daily under his mothers' feet. The mere thought turned me on, making my already wet pussy want attention even more. I went back to what I promised the noble, though—a mutual affection between mother and son. I would train both to be a top and a bottom, switching between them in a freeflow. This would make them more interesting to watch and further to entertain for the noble.
With that confirmation in my head, I got to preparing how I would go about it. I grabbed a bucket and let water gather in it from the tap. I tossed the bucket of water onto the mother and son couple that were sleeping. They both yelped as the cold water soaked them both in their naked glory. I opened the cell, making sure I looked terrifying. They both shivered from both the cold water and their fear of me. I stepped up to them without saying a word. They continued to shiver, and I reached out. My hand tangled in the mother's hair, and I forced her up.
"Stand up," I said with a ferocity in my voice that sounded almost primal. My tone was final, and the teen stood on his feet. He had a look in his eye that showed he cared about his mother. I liked the look and looked forward to breaking him in many ways. I suppressed the smile, though, as I stepped out of the cell. "Follow me to see your punishment if you don't listen to my orders from here on out," I told them. I watched a side look, and both stepped out, following me as I walked back to the training room. As soon as I opened the door, the sound from the other side assaulted our ears. Two women begging for cock came out as another violently gave them what they wanted.
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Dominatrix System
FantasySalvie passes away by a hit by the very people she blackmailed exploited and controlled. She finds herself in a Game of the gods in a universe with a system, in a competition that was randomized based on her personality. Watch with the gods as they...