Dominatrix System

Chapter 123: Weapon Shopping

I took the mother and son back, quickly passing by as I heard the centaur cry out and a female slave cry out with a loud sound of fluids ejaculating. I was surprised at the volume, and I looked over. Mistress Jackie was sitting on her favorite male slave with his balls in a vise as he groaned. I saw the crop came down on those balls, and the groan increased in volume. The slave's arms were shuddering as she sat on his stomach while he held her up with his arms and legs in a bridge position.

That looked incredibly painful, and the slave could probably only groan at this point. In the meantime, though, the centaur had a large dildo I had around deep into his ass while he pounded a blonde slave without stopping. Semen seemed to come out of her pussy as he pulled out and trusted in with mindless abandon. Another male slave begged him to fuck him too, and the centaur had tears streaming down his eyes, looking almost blank as he continued to thrust into the slave under him.

I looked at the male slave and noticed a small stream of semen leaving his rectum dripping onto the ground underneath him. His ass was stretched wide open and was twitching as he cried out to the centaur. I nodded and noticed another female slave counting off to the side the number of times the Centaur came inside a slave.

I turned, and I saw the mother and son looking at the scene in front of them with pale faces. The fear was noticeable, and they seemed to understand that things could be worse for them if I decided to change what I was doing to them. I didn't care, though, and I decided not to interact with Jackie at this moment.

I motioned for the mother and son to leave the training area as I contemplated the next steps that I would be doing today. I finished early, and Jackie still has things to be doing to the centaur. I had two options moving forward at this moment. First, I could go do a little shopping since I didn't think that Jackie had the female balls to snoop. Or I could watch Jackie and give her some pointers.

Both were valid plans, and I needed to decide soon. I finished bring the mother and son back to their cell, and they looked back at me with fear in their eyes. I didn't care, though, since I already made it clear how I am training them moving forward. If they took Jackie's love of ball-busting or the centaur as something that might happen to them, it wasn't my business.

I went, and I grabbed more food, though for the couple, and I made it a bit nicer for them. It was something simple sometimes that went a long way for slaves, and I brought it back in bowels before placing it in their cells before I made my choice.

I needed to go shopping, and the place shouldn't burn down if I left it for an hour. The marketplace was nearby, and hopefully, I could pick up some leather whips to replace my old ones. The thought of my old training whip that I had for years and my old bladed whip was gone from existence was something that greatly annoyed me. It also served as a wake-up call that there was much in this world that I didn't understand.

I had memories from the system that made less sense and were in the back of my mind. Some of them looked ludicrous, but it also told me one thing.

I was weak.

That was a fact in this world. In my previous world, Strength came from multiple faucets. One was financial strength to make things move all over the world. That was a type of power that only one percent of the population had. It was a rare power that grew as the digits in your bank account increased. Still, there was a max point on that financial power where it stopped getting you more power.

The next form of power was that connections. This worked much better in combination with financial power but was worth its own weight in gold. Connections in everyday circumstances helped me immensely when I had to do bad deeds and get away with it or get caught with only a slap on the wrist.