Chapter 103

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I headed back into the room with the centaur while surprisingly still hearing Jackie taking the male slave I 'gave' her for a ride. He could no longer arch his body in the air like a stool. He looked tragic as she took him, and I watched her stand just as his load released uselessly into the air.

He was exhausted, and his sperm landed on his stomach and face. It joined other recently ejaculated sperm that covered his body. Jackie seemed to be very lively as she giggled above him. My cough put a damper on her, much to her disappointment and the man's relief.

I contemplated for a second to let her continue to torture the man for my entertainment. I cut it off coldly, though, as I needed to clean up and pack up for the night. I did not want to be on the streets of this city at night. I knew things were going on in this city, and I couldn't care less how powerful or weak I was. I didn't want to disclose my strength to the public yet, if ever.

B-ranks and C-ranks were utterly different. When I was still a C rank, I thought I would have a fighting chance against someone a rank above me in the back of my head. Now I am glad that I was never in that situation. My respect for B rankers was at a whole new level. That also meant that governments in this world paid more attention to B rankers when they cross borders.

A C rank didn't mean a threat to a government, but a B ranker represented a threat that could do a lot of damage if it wasn't dealt with swiftly if they decided to create a problem. I never realized that when in the Adventurers academy when they told me that. This world made me smile as I thought about it. So much individual power was incredible. Many could move with impunity and snub the laws. The only people they had to worry about were other people around the same strength. They were hidden, and were nations hidden trump cards. They were rare supposedly and deserved the utmost respect; otherwise, they could kill you before you knew it.

I sighed as I worked with Jackie cleaning up around the centaur as he cried to continue fucking the two slaves. Maybe a little longer, and he could ejaculate, he desperately pleaded. I ignored him and placed him back in the cell. Instead of leaving him with the erection, though tonight, I applied an antidote and his large cock became flaccid. I needed him to want it all the time. This antidote also blue balled him, and he groaned in pain as I locked the cell behind me as he cried out for mercy.

I stepped back with a smile and returned to the training area where Jackie had just come back from locking up the other slaves. I pointed to an actual stool and told her to sit. She complied, looking at me. "Now, Young Mistress Jackie. You are doing a good job." I started with the good news. Her smile brightened. "The main thing is that you are enjoying yourself. Training slaves are supposed to be fun for people like us. Otherwise, guilt will come and consume you, and the slaves will kill you without doing anything." I said. This earned her confusion.

"That doesn't make sense." She replied, and I realized that Psychology wasn't a thing in this world. Talking about depression and other mental problems was something not thought about.

I sighed and shook my head. "You don't need to understand. Just remember if you don't enjoy it. Stop it. There is nothing worse than forcing yourself to do something you are unwilling to do when it comes to slaves. Suppose something tells you to stop. Do it. I have little scruples, but there are things even I shy away from Jackie. The world is fucked up. I just enjoy fucking it up a little more myself. But!" I stopped looking into her eyes. "We must have a bottom line. Now, Go home. Try out some stuff on someone at home if you choose," I said with a wink. "But, Go home. I will finish up, and I will see you tomorrow." I told her, and she left out the main entrance. I watched the warehouse doors closed, and I sighed.

I still had much work to do.

I took a moment as I stepped into the second room as the mother and son desperately swung their hips to fuck each other. The cries echoed out into the room, and they didn't even notice me as I walked past them. I heard a grunt as I stopped past, and I saw a dollop of semen leave her ass out the edges as they continued to fuck. I ignored them and stepped towards the cabinet. I opened it up and pulled open a sliding mechanism, and pulled the lever inside. A click came out, and the cabinet opened on a hinge. I smiled as I stepped into the opening. I closed the wall behind me into a small training area. It wasn't suited to many training forms, but it was valuable since the room was secret.

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