Taking the dumb bitch into the shower was only the start of the day, and I looked forward to the plans I had in store for such a willing woman. I would increase the number of punishments to the max so that she would seek more of them in the future. Like the Marchioness, I would ingrain my body in her mind forever so that she would never forget. Even if it took me years to settle myself, she would be waiting for the day that my message came and would travel to me immediately once she learned where I was.
With that in mind, I watched as she washed with a cold gaze that would make people shiver. Nickey was not immune to my gaze, and as she washed in front of my cold gaze, the hot water did not stop her from shivering in fear. I could already tell this bitch was getting wet at the same time as she washed. It took some time, but she finished washing under my gaze, which was unrelenting.
"That is acceptable," I told her at last, "Dry your dirty body off, and we will go to the training room. We only have a day to ingrain your body with the proper etiquette of a dirty bitch like yourself."
Nickey blushed with shame and lust as I insulted her and her body. The towel dried her off quickly, and we walked out from the bathroom to the training room in a couple of strides. The room was impeccable from Freya's cleaning this morning, and I looked over the room. I looked at the restraints, thought of something fun, and ignored the restraints altogether for a long wooden crate I put in here for packing and an activity I thought of for Duchess Nickey. The box was two feet tall and for feet long, and the width was two feet. It was perfect for what I had in mind, and it was sturdy. Probably not as good as a metal box for my needs, but it was good enough.
I moved the box with a single kick into the clearing, carefully controlling my strength so it slid across the floor into a nice spot in the middle of the clearing. I looked at Nickey and smiled, "Stand on it," I ordered her.
Nickey looked at the box and then at me only for a second before standing up on the box. The box creaked a little, making Nickey blush as she stood tall. I looked at her with a cold glare. "To start, I have a fun little game for you. It is to see if you can follow simple orders, Nickey," I began. My smile turned bright and sadistic, making her shiver, but I knew she loved it. "Spread your legs apart and squat a little on the box. I want your feet to be near the box's edges without going off the edges of the box at all. Understood?"
Nickey nodded, her legs spread, and her legs trembled a little as she squatted. Her breasts hung enticingly, her pussy was now in the open, and her labia spread a little, showing how wet she was. "like this, Mistress?" She asked, and I stepped toward her, and I smiled.
"Arms above your head with your hands on your elbows," I ordered instead of replying.
Nickey, a second later, was completely vulnerable to me, and I couldn't help but smile as she stood slightly above me with her pussy and breasts open to be teased. There were no bindings, and my orders were the only thing stopping her from moving. I couldn't help but wonder how long she could hold this position.
"Now, you dumb slut, we shall start the first game. Maybe the only game. The longer you hold, the better the rewards. The shorter you hold, the worse the punishment." I lied with something arbitrary that couldn't be measured. I would do with her what I wanted, and if that were a punishment, it would be a punishment. If it was a reward, then I would reward her. Duchess Nickey was under my whims now as she spread her legs before me, and I looked at her as her breasts hung loose with her pussy slowly starting to get ready for the first drop of her juices to land on the box below her.
I squatted a little before her, and my fingers poked her labia, making her want to shift her position before she caught herself. I knew that her muscles could only hold this position for a certain period of time, but I was going to make her scream and cry soon. "Now, Slut, You may Scream. You may cry, and if you want. You may cum whenever you want, you dumb slut. But if you move or fall from this box, I will punish you severely, as I told you before. Until I order otherwise, these legs and the current position you are in will not change. Is that understood? If you want to move, you must beg for it."
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Dominatrix System
FantasíaSalvie passes away by a hit by the very people she blackmailed exploited and controlled. She finds herself in a Game of the gods in a universe with a system, in a competition that was randomized based on her personality. Watch with the gods as they...
