Dominatrix System

Chapter 172: Finalization

Time passed, and I finished thinking about what I would do, and I got up. Now it was time to make what I was thinking of, and it had to be sizable and abrupt. I had the perfect carrier and everything; if the slave we were training was good enough, it would be more than enough to take care of the loose ends. Maybe even with a little promise, the boy we trained into a girl would do everything.

Freya was a natural Sadist and hypnotized into being a sissy through long-term means. I hadn't used those headphones again, but I was sure that they would be useful in the future. Instead, I was thinking about what she should be doing with the boy I told her to train into a girl. Derek, when I was much younger, was sadistic in that way that he just wanted to make the maids around him cry in pain and didn't understand why.

Under my tutelage, Freya learned a lot about making someone feel pain. Not only that but how to manipulate their mind toward their goal. It wasn't something that I gave her a master's class in, but it wasn't something she was new to. Under my hand, I manipulated her and turned her into the woman she was now. Her devotion was clear, and I wondered how the training was going to be under her hand. I would have to check soon, but my next question in my head hit.

How would I get Kara out of the city lord's mansion? She was an innocent toy that I wanted to twist and turn into my toy. She was able to keep her mind like it was, even under those circumstances. It would also be good to train her into someone that could keep the house and cook while we were all working on other things along with various other things. My mind spun, and I decided that I could be there when things went down instead of attacking the day of the plan. We could go in at dusk just before everyone woke and take her then. As long as she isn't directly warming the bed of the City lord that night, everything should be fine.

It was a hard choice as she wasn't important in the grand scheme. Moving from my original position in my head would also allow me to confirm the demise of Shelly myself, or at least indirectly. A smile started to grow on my lips as I thought about a good idea to put everything together.

Moments later, I heard a soft moan inside the box, and I turned to it. Melony would be in there for a bit, and I wondered if I should drug her to keep her asleep while she was in transit. I would need to consult Cassandra on the boat we were taking out of the city and bring our luggage there.

So many things to do, but the most important was training the sissy that Freya was working on and packing. We needed to pack and leave the store for Zee to take care of with a sizable amount of funds. I also needed to meet with the Marchioness and make sure she knew her part in protecting this place. Having time with the Duchess wouldn't be bad either, and letting her know my next destination for all her friends to come to visit me.

That or set something up so that I could message my little noble sluts.

It was important to keep a line of communication open and even tease them from a far distance. I could keep them on their feet by making them do tasks that would give them a thrill or something along those lines. It was a hard choice, and I wasn't sure what to do at this moment.

My mind spun as I sat down to think again. So much going on and so many things to be doing. I quickly came up with something of a plan again. Soon things would all have to come together in at least a messy way. Taking some measures, I would have to start the night before everything happened instead of waiting. Start the fires rolling a little earlier and get things all ready for the pot to be stirred a little early. Made it so that they wouldn't know what hit them when I eventually did make things start.

I lost track of time planning and scheming to hear the cries of a Sissy bitch screaming, sometimes coming from the training room. Finally, I opened the training room door to see Freya with a strap-on strapped to her waist and a whip in hand. "Tell me, Sissy," Freya demanded, "What do you cry out when Mistress takes you!"