Chapter 66

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The week moved on and I had a Mouse-kin between my legs licking my clit. He was dressed in a frilly white dress that Stacy made for him. It fit him perfectly as he was on his knee's attending me. He harbored a small anal plug that filled him twenty-four hours of the day. His work between my legs though was amateur at best. I put my fingers into his hair and tugged him off. The tears in his eyes as his hair was pulled with a slight resentment was perfect.

I controlled my urges to put him back though as I slapped him, "Fucking Terrible!" I exclaimed at him extremely disappointed in his work, "I told you how to do this! Now do better," I finished before shoving his face back into my pussy. I then put the sissy earbuds into his ears. I turned the volume up so it was all he could hear. The world was gone except for the words of the sissy earbuds and my pussy. He worked his tongue as fast as he could.

I heard the door being knocked on and then the door opening. It was Freya with the Marchioness. I pinched the bridge of my nose and sighed before I made laid back. The little mouse-kin was starting to bring a bit of pleasure. I held back a moan. He continued to work on me while I sat there waiting.

The marchioness was anything but shy. She sat across from me with a smile. My pants were not on and I was wearing only a black bra to hold up my developing breasts. I raised an eyebrow, "Good afternoon Marchioness, to what do I owe this pleasure?" I politely greeted keeping the annoyance out of my voice.

"Well, I wanted to see the Progress. I saw that your business downstairs is booming with customers. This made me question if you have time for training," She looked down at the disobedient slave she left with me working on my pussy. He was ignoring her in her vision though. "I can see though he is much better to you than me," She glowered and I fought the eye roll.

"He can't hear anything right now," I specified looking at her holding back another moan as he hit the right spot. "I have him in his own little world where all he can do is attend me. Either that or be punished."

She looks at me incredulously, "How did you get him so fearful of your punishments? The flogger did little for me," She asked and I had to stop myself from hurting this annoyance. Why was she pissing me off so much? Then it hits me. She is acting as my superior I cannot see it as so. She is nobility and it pisses me off that it makes her superior for no reason. I didn't feel this in the Kingdom of Arlin when I talked to nobility there.

Adventurers there though become Nobility often and it isn't passed down unless the kid can fulfill the duties. Now that I knew where the anger came from I calmed down quickly.

"Look," I stated calmly, "These are secret's Marchioness. I especially train my slaves so that they latch onto their owners. My toys are attached to me and would be of no use to others. This is something I deliberately do. If these methods spread how would I put food on the table?"

The marchioness looked sullen, "I am your supporter you should tell me!" She said slowly raising her voice. I was starting to get extremely annoyed with this woman.

"You know what you are Marchioness. We struck a business deal. I use your emblem and get your protections. You get a percentage of my profits. You are not my supporter. At best a business partner and that is stretching it. I have other women in Nobility visit some with higher positions than you!" My voice was starting to show its annoyance. I couldn't break bonds with her yet. Tomorrow was the day the Plan started with Cassandra. I couldn't fuck things up here yet.

"I want to know!" She almost yelled at me.

The only reason now my pussy was wet was the tongue of the mouse-kin being trained. The pleasure did not go through as I was starting to see red. This woman was pissing me off. I took a moment to breathe.

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