"Wakey, Wakey~!" I sing songed out as I prepared my tools. "We have so much to go over and so little time to do so," I noted as I grabbed something to use on the helpless brat before me.
The Djinn was more attractive than I originally thought. She had long black hair that was tied back into a braid that went down the length of her back, looking pretty. Her body had about C-cup breasts, and her ass was nice and shapely. Perfect for molding with your hand and rubbing. It was a woman with a nice figure who could show it well. Her mana was unrestrained, and her face was angular and cold. Breaking that facade and uncovering the scared girl underneath would be nice.
I had broken many sugar babies in my day. This was just a daughter doted on by Daddy without him truly caring about how she was doing. Those who were truly cared for tended to want to make their fathers proud, not just live off their money. This was one of those daughters whose father was disappointed in them and gave them responsibility, or they wouldn't get it for themselves.
Her eyes were shut, and she had not woken up yet after I had stripped her naked, and I wondered more how I would go about molding her for the future. I could not kill her; wealth meant some form of power in this world. That meant I could go a couple of ways about doing this. I could make her a better person, which would be the hardest because I would have to balance that with ensuring security.
Not knowing who was backing this girl was going to be a pain in the ass. As long as it was not someone too big in the local area, I would be fine. I looked at the attractive young woman more, and I decided she had slept enough.
Much to my delight, there was a leather whip inside the brothel just for these types of things. I grinned, and to bring the morning pep in her step, I brought the whip down straight onto her nipple with not a shred of mercy on my face.
"AH!" her scream suddenly brought her to the waking world as pain lacerated her conscious mind. "FUCK THAT HURT!" She crassly cursed, and I smiled.
How long had it been since I heard people cursing normally? My slaves would never disrespect me, and I still kind of missed some of their actions, though. Still, I needed to start moving and investigating the situation I found myself in. I was moving faster than I probably should be with this little Djinn bitch. My hand moved with my body lightly, and the whip cracked again at her, snapping and whipping her other breast.
"AHHHHH!" Her scream echoed lightly in the room, making my pussy a little moist as I watched as her body jumped in her restraints, and I figured now was a good time to start talking.
"Awake now~?" I asked, making my voice light and fun. I needed to sound a little loose in the head for her.
"Y- You are that tiger bitch," The Djinn groaned out as she tried to look down at her breasts which had two lines down her breasts and a little on her soft stomach as she breathed harshly from the pain, trying to control it.
My body moved, and I put a little more muscle behind the movement this time, but not too much. The whip whistled a little in the air, and it snapped and properly cracked against her body, lashing her breasts, this time in a horizontal movement across both breasts just above her nipples.
"AHHH FUCK!" The Djinn screamed, and I turned around a little and smiled.
"Correct~!" I sang out, "I am that Tiger bitch, and you are a Disrespectful cunt," I told her. "How about we talk~?"
"My daddy will kill you bitch! He is a Powerful B ranker in this area of the City!" She screamed at me, and my first flood of relief hit my body. It is interesting that she freely gave such information to me. I barely even started to get to work on her, and she was already telling me the things that I wanted to know.
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Dominatrix System Chapter 200+
FantasySalvie 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...
