Dominatrix System

Chapter 179: Finding Kara

Sherry cried out as I asked the question, and so I stepped toward her, grabbing her. She screamed only for a moment as my hand covered her mouth. My smile was bright, and my hand covered her mouth, shutting off the scream from the room.

"Sherry, Sherry," I said, closing my face with hers, "There are two ways things are about to go down right now. First, there is a fun way where you don't tell me what I want to know. Trust me; I will have fun with what I used to make a game out of. Make the target talk as fast as possible!" I announced, "Fun game; that is exactly how it sounds. You will cry and scream for mercy or hold it in. So many different possibilities. The other option is that you tell me what I want to know right now, and I will kill you in a fun way that lets me blow a little frustration over your betrayal but much faster for you. Plus, there is a slim chance of surviving," I finished with a smile.

Sherry looked at me, terrified, and she nodded before I let go of her mouth as she stared at me with large doe eyes. "W- W- What would you like to know?" She asked, and I smiled.

"Where is the Treasure room, and where is Kara? In that order," I told her, and she looked at the stairs that the butler opened up.

"Downstairs those stairs is the treasure room. I don't know why you would want Kara, but she is in her slave quarters closer to where my father is." Sherry sputtered, terrified. "You would have to go out this door here and go left. Then, Then," She looked down, and I wanted to roll my eyes. It seemed that she was so stupid she couldn't think of where to go when terrified. The gang outside in the city would be making an even bigger mess around now too.

As if to emphasize my last thoughts, bells started to ring, and I smiled as I knew that the city lord would be using his people to help outside the city now. The bells were barely audible in this room, and I realized this room must be even better soundproof than I thought. I looked at Sherry, who was sputtering, and I rolled my eyes, unable to hide my contempt.

My hand slapped her across the face, "What part of the mansion is she in?" I asked.

"My father's slave quarters," She snapped back quickly, "I don't remember the route," She said, raising her hands pleading.

I looked at the dumb woman in front of me, and my knife punctured her temple as I no longer wished to talk to her. I lied to her and didn't have time to sit around here anymore. I continued to stack the bodies atop the slave boy I had brought and left the room. If I were going to go to the treasure room, I would need to come back for it. The first was to keep my word if possible. Killing Sherry had been easier than I thought it would be, which was good in so many ways.

I had extra time now, and I looked at the pile of bodies that I had left in my wake. At this point in time, I was counting on the fact that Sherry was a moron to do a lot of heavy lifting. She was a moron, but that didn't mean that the well-dressed man didn't have a backup plan. Now I had to move through the City lords manor while the world outside was on fire, distracting them. Would security be more or less secure depending on their training and the numbers the City lord sent out?

Stepping out into the hallway, I walked back the way I came, only to instantly come across a slave coming in my direction. I cursed in my mind, but the Slave or servant seemed stuck in their thoughts instead of looking at me. A woman seemed to be muttering under her breath and counting something on her fingers as she approached me. I looked around, and the hallways were silent at this moment despite the bells ringing in the background.

"So I need twenty of that and ten of that for the head chef to be happy with me," The woman said, and I decided that I would walk past the woman letting her by. I walked past her while she counted and muttered again, and I could tell she was nervous about failing the mission she was set upon. I turned the corner that she came from and pulled up the map in my head that we took that Cassandra had painstakingly taken.