Dominatrix System

Chapter 73

I awoke when it was morning. I hadn't realized how much my body needed rest. I felt much better when I got up. The Duchess was gone with a note on the side table. I opened it up, and I had a slight smile on my face.

"Dear Mistress,

I do not know what to say. I have never felt like this in my entire life. The experience you gave me yesterday opened a new word to me I never knew existed. I have things to do today and couldn't stay regretfully. I will be back in three days. Hopefully, you will open your doors for this wanting toy. I will be in contact with Marchioness Ingrid if you need to contact me for anything. Thank you for yesterday and for opening your doors for me.

Sincerely, Your Bitch,

Nickey."

She was laying it on thick. I knew she didn't think of herself as such. She was still thought of herself as a Duchess; otherwise, she wouldn't leave until I gave her permission. This was a fine start. Ingrid was right that she would be useful to me. The other fact was that she wanted to come back. She was a closeted masochist in a world of prim and proper. Her husband may not even touch her anymore. Slaves tended to do that for them. The only reason why Nobility probably was even with their wives in the empire was to have an "official" kid to carry on the line.

This was nothing special, though. History in my last world showed a lot of the same. Mistresses were normal in the past of my old world. Now, this world thought it was normal for both spouses. Ingrid told me of Nobles keeping sissy slaves and bulls as well. When a Nobility got pregnant, most wouldn't assume it was the "Husbands" right away when I learned of this in the Kingdom of Arlin. I was gobsmacked. That might be incorrect, though, since the Empire and the kingdom were not on good terms.

I decided that it didn't matter to me, and I got out of bed. It was afternoon, and my tigers came and greeted me. I smiled happily and played with them a bit. My body was feeling much better, and I moved to the shower. I looked and only saw light bruises left. I sighed, knowing I didn't need another healing potion to finish the healing. Ingrid should be here soon, and I still wanted to play with Freya. The little mouse-kin sissy can witness his future. Water poured down onto me, and I cleaned myself up.

I stepped out of the shower a little while later. I left my clothes in the bathroom and decided I didn't want to dress. It felt nice to feel the air on my skin and fur. I sighed and made it to the couch. That was when I heard the door. It wasn't Freya or Stacy, neither Cassandra nor Carl, as I thought about it. They also let the person up, so it was most likely Ingrid. I sighed and grabbed a Black robe slowly. The door was knocked on again. My robe was loosely hanging in my current state, barely covering my breasts, while the small belt barely covered my pussy. I opened the door, and I was right.

Ingrid stood mesmerized at my appearance. She gulped visibly as I stepped aside, letting her inside. I was visibly annoyed, although not at her. I turned, and I heard hesitant steps behind me. I sat down on the couch, and my Tigers joined me, looking for more attention. Ingrid was surprised.

"Since when have you had tigers in your place?!" She almost shouted in surprise. I smirked only for it to break into a chuckle.

"They were here before you, Ingrid," I said with a smile, "They were even in the room the entire time. You only didn't notice them..." I finished.

Ingrid looked surprised but gathered herself. She visibly gathered herself, "Okay, I would like to invite you to an important party, Mistress. The Duchess will also be there along with her husband and the City Lord. This is about rubbing shoulders with the nobility here. This is also a great way to advertise your Services Mistress." She was not fiddling with her fingers as I stared her down. My eyelid twitched as this was another opportunity within the city. An important one for advertising as well. Fuck, though, I want a day of rest to play with my toys.