Dominatrix System

Chapter 150: Futures

My pussy was wet as he screamed. The Centaur went absolutely crazy, releasing all of his lust into what was now a corpse. He lost full control of himself, and Jackie stepped back as he dismounted the corpse, only for him to move back into the man, completely forgetting about the other two slaves.

He lost himself venting all of his emotions as tears and snot dripped down his face. His grief as he killed his sexual partner sent him over the edge. Thrust mindlessly into yet another hole, trying to forget that he had just killed the woman begging him just seconds before. He moved with mindless abandon, and I grinned, turning to Jackie. "That was interesting!" I announced, seeing her matching smile as we couldn't control our happy expressions that only a Slave trainer would experience when witnessing such a scene.

It was something many felt when finishing a job well, but the gruesome scene continued as you could hear the slap of his balls against the male slave's ass. "Yes! Yes, it was Mistress Sally! Thank you for letting me train it!" Jackie said, turning to the rampaging Centaur on top of the male slave, thrusting as hard as he could.

The two female slaves bound looked at the Centaur with fear now. I could see that they did not want to be the next object that the Centaur tried to vent his feelings on. I turned to Jackie, "Okay, time to put him back in a cell. We cannot let him loose for too long, or he might recover a bit of his mind. Instead, put some of the gel on his cock and leave the Centaur in his cell. Make him desperate to sate his lust with nothing but the floor as an outlet to release upon so he will be even more desperate in the future for a hole to fuck."

Jackie nodded, then moved towards the Centaur, "Stop," Her voice rang out, and the enchantments stopped the centaur in place even as he screamed. We probably blue balled him, but the man under him was looking worse for wear with the brutal ass fucking he was getting.

I stretched my body, now wet with more than just the sweat I made from my training. I moved forward and unlocked the two female slaves from the Pillories that Jackie had them in. They looked at me with fear but not as much fear as the Centaur. "Come with me," I told them, and they both nodded as if they had a choice.

I moved out of the training room, no longer caring about the Centaur and his condition. He was wallowing in grief that would break him further, and it didn't matter to me how far he broke anymore. We had achieved where I needed him to be, and that was all that was needed. Unlike the mother and son, it was a simple contract and a boring one. My pussy might be wet, and I would cherish the memory of him breaking in front of me, but I had no one to release that lust on at the moment.

Instead, I took the two remaining female slaves over to the office, sliding around the desk to sit down in my chair. "Stay there," I ordered as I sat down, looking at the two women in front of me. One was a redhead, and the other had black hair. I could see remnants of lust and fear in them, and I thought about what I could do with these two. They could be helpful, but I wasn't sure what uses I could have for these two. "So, the beast has been trained, and my original purpose for purchasing you two is complete."

I saw both of them dryly swallow. What typical slave trainers would do was keep them for the next order, like the Centaur. That wasn't what I was about to do with these two. They showed that they could at least keep their mind intact as they received what many would call torture and rape. They learned to enjoy it and still keep their minds, although fragile still, intact. That meant that I could count on at least some mental fortitude.

"So you both have survived," I said after a minute. I watched them looking at me, and I could see a change in emotions with my words. Tears prickled in both their eyes as they remembered what they had just experienced. "You have both even kept your minds intact, at least on the surface. You might remember these last weeks, but I promised you that you would no longer be used as fodder if you lived through this." I said honestly, and both nodded. "Most slave trainers might sell you back to the market or keep you around for use in a contract like the Centaurs again. I will not."