Dominatrix System

Chapter 171: Packing

I carefully dropped Melony into a box as she slept. Her abused body breathed softly, and I punched a hole in the bottom. I sealed it up and had a smelly blanket put over the top of her to cover her scent. It wasn't the best solution, but I needed to get her out of the warehouse. This way, I could easily kill her if needed too, and I wondered if she would wake up during passage.

Looking at the current issue, I had nothing to haul back a box with Melony in it. I wished I had a dolly or something. Instead of waiting around, I left the warehouse and noticed the boy watching the place. I contemplated killing him or not, and a frown appeared on my face as I contemplated his doom. It was a seriously hard choice, and I decided it was better; no one even knew what I was up to. This transport would be out in the open, but I wasn't advertising it openly the fact I was packing.

This would need to be secret and completely covered up by the fact that I was moving stuff from my warehouse. I quickly turned and reinstated the Enchantments, and mana flowed as I turned from the warehouse. I ducked into the streets and blended into the crowds while the boy looked in my direction, with him seeing me leave. His eyes watched me till I was out of sight before I turned into an alleyway and began to make my way back.

Soon the breeze drifted through my fur as I got on the rooftops and moved towards his direction while hiding. Moving silently, I approached from a blind angle to the window and stepped into the building he was hiding in through another window with a broken lock that I broke. Silently I walked on old abandoned floorboards and wondered briefly who had lived in this place close to a warehouse.

Quickly I arrived at the young boy as he watched my warehouse that could barely see the front gate. The Enchantment lines were obvious to an observer such as me, but the boy looked bored as he stared. "At around mid-morning to late morning," The boy mumbled to himself, "The scary girl entered the warehouse and left early afternoon looking like she was on a mission for something." He nodded to himself, and I saw him relax and lean his head on the sill of the window as I closed in on him and pulled out my knife.

"This stuff is boring," He complained.

My fingers tangled in his hair suddenly, and he gasped just as my knife plunged into his throat, cutting both arteries off and his breathing completely as he began to choke on his own blood. I shoved his head forward and down onto the knife as I retracted it, and I could hear his death gargles as his arms strained up to pull my hands off his head.

I let the boy fall onto the floor, where he promptly, for a moment, tried to stop the blood flow before he stopped moving altogether. I took my knife and wiped the blood off on his ragged clothing before putting it back in the sheath and heading out the way I came in. I went a few blocks down before getting off the rooftops and found a carriage company to do a one-time delivery.

I jumped onto the carriage, rode with them back to the warehouse, and promptly undid enough enchantments. "I will load it," I told the coachman. "Please wait here and don't get off, or if you don't go too far. There are enchantments in this warehouse," I departed and entered the warehouse, walked over to the cells, and opened it up for the woman I purchased.

"Follow me," I told her, "You will not say anything till I say so," I ordered a second later, and the young woman followed me just a couple of steps behind. I quickly grabbed a sack and began to stuff a couple of things into the sack as I reached the warehouse. They were creams and aphrodisiacs that were perishable. I didn't have a renter, and these were mine, so I saw no reason to leave them behind. Without the young Jackie that I trained wanting the warehouse, I would leave it so only Cassandra could use the warehouse if she needed it.

I moved quickly and quickly filled the sack before heaving it over my shoulder and then going to where I left Melony in a box. I could hear her soft breathing, albeit only by straining my ears, and that would have to be enough. I picked up the box in the other arm and began carrying the objects to the door. I looked at the door for a moment and had to set down the box and slowly push it through before picking it up.