Dominatrix System

Chapter 159: Release

I neared the warehouse entrance, moving slowly; my smile turned to a frown as I moved. I quickly began to arm the enchantments, following my instincts as I felt my skin start to crawl. Still, I couldn't figure out what was setting me off. This was the first time I felt something like this inside my own territory. A snarl split my lips before I even knew it, and I had my whip out as I armed the warehouse completely before stepping outside.

I felt the tension in every part of my body as I stepped outside and tried to calm my expression. The good mood from capturing Missa was already gone, and I felt my body loosen up as I felt a battle coming on.

"Be calm, kitty," I heard suddenly, and I whipped my head toward the man sitting on a box near another warehouse.

"Who are you?" I asked as I tried to keep calm while my instincts told me the man sitting on that box was dangerous.

"I am the boss of that woman you took, and I would like her back." The man said, and my mind whirled.

Alex told me that Missa was the boss, but obviously, she had someone stronger protecting them. It made more sense than they had someone of B rank running them. "I don't know who you are talking about," I replied with a sly grin, and the man chuckled.

"We both know that is a lie, Kitty," The man said. Just as he continued, I looked him over and tried to size him up. He was wearing a cloak, and I couldn't see his feet or his face as I wished I could do at this moment. "Don't insult my intelligence, kitty. Although our client didn't tell us that you are a B rank slave trainer, I know you are the only one strong enough to take my crew so viciously after we tried to capture you." The man paused, inviting me to talk.

The man was going to wait as I looked around, letting my eyes take in the surroundings and check for possible getaway spots and how I would like to fight in an emergency. "Not talking, kitty?" HE asked with a small chuckle, "We don't have to fight; just give me my people back." His tone spoke with threat, and I didn't want to lose Missa, so I frowned at him as I did not want to broadcast my strength or ability so close to my warehouse.

"I don't have this, Missa. She killed herself with a pill that she had in her pants." I told him plainly, "I do have someone who claims their name is Alex, though." I told him, ensuring my voice sounded annoyed that she escaped.

"How could a slave trainer like you fail to keep a slave for training alive. I am not sure I believe you," He said before asking, "Where is the body?"

I grinned, showing him teeth viciously as I decided to take a chance. "I have a friend tied with the Necromancers guild," I told him, "I thought the best outcome for a slaver slut that decided to kill herself was eternal servitude to a Necromancer. Poetic, isn't it?" I asked him.

I felt my skin crawl, but the man never moved. He gazed at me supremely pissed off, it seemed, but I continued to watch him in silence as he seemed to be thinking. "Your a fucking bad kitty," He said, the anger in his tone obvious to anyone who heard it. "I think I should kill you myself and sell you to my contacts in the Necromancer guild." The man said, and I felt my skin calming. "You still have one of my lackeys, though, and I intend to take him from your care. Your enchantments on the warehouse are intriguing, and I don't intend on testing them. So kitty," He said slowly and deliberately, "I am not fully convinced that Missa killed herself. I also believe you when you say you have contacts with the Necromancer guild, and they would purchase her for a pretty penny. So I will say this, For my man Alex I will take him back, and I will not kill you if you hand him to me; personally. I will then put up this offer," He paused for effect, and I raised an eyebrow, "I will tell you the name of the client if you release Missa to me. We can both go our own directions and never interact again."