Chapter 100

I stepped out, and the sweet gagged screams from Nickey were cut off. I had female ejaculate sprinkled on me, but I ignored it as I saw Cassandra looking worried sitting on the couch. I knew it was an act, and I sat down across from her. Her expression turned serious seeing me, and I watched her as she greeted me.

"Mistress, It is good to see you. I know you are busy, and I made extra sure I wasn't followed here." She started, but I merely raised an eyebrow. "I have some things to tell you of utmost importance. First, The people you have told me to gather or told me to do things to are done. Some remain just junkies looking for the next fix now. The Maid has even started to whore herself when not at work to get more. The three you told me to bring to you are kidnapped, waiting for a destination. This is only the main reason I am here but not the only one.

"The Necromancers guild seems to be up to something. I feel it in my skin that they are up to something. They have been moving assets around too. They are planning something, and I believe it is something big. That is added on top of the fact that I think a gang is getting ready to full-scale attack our gang. There is an increased presence of other gangs from the south side. I think other major players are gearing up to take the east side of the city. We might be encountering a Citywide gang fight soon." Cassandra finished.

I leaned back, thinking about it. This was bordering on the worst-case scenario that was happening. "Are the Guards no longer acting as a deterrent?" I asked.

"They are; that is the only reason I think nothing has happened yet. I believe that a higher-up in the guard faction is starting to lean towards letting the gang war happen to clean up the criminal element in the city, though. This is showing through some of our information sources in the city. Officials think the more gang members kill each other, the less they have to control the populace. This has come in the form of slowly decreasing patrols." She finished.

I tapped my fingers on my thighs in thought. Many things were going on, and I needed to address them. I decided to use the influence that I have under my thumb. I nodded to myself, knowing I could probably stop the problems with the gang temporarily. It would open some holes that a smart person might learn about my ties to the gang. It was necessary, though.

"Okay," I started, "Keep an eye on the situation. I will tell you the location I need you to take the three kidnapped slaves. There is a location in the warehouse past the third set of doors. There is a false wall that is soundproofed. Take them in there." I said. "Now I have an idea to up the guards not lower their patrols without needing to fight at this point. We need to delay at this point. Time is gold for us. The Situation with the Necromancers guild is the most worrying. Try to gather as much intelligence on them as fast as possible. It will be difficult but do it. The more we learn about their movements, the better prepared we will be. Don't stop selling bodies to them, though. We are too low on funds to stop that income."

"Yes, Mistress," Cassandra replied.

"Now, The important information is out of the way to give me a bit more of a rundown on our situation while I have you here," I stated, leaning back to listen.

Cassandra started to talk about the details and the new income sources with us consolidating in the Docks despite the ongoing battles happening in the shadows. We were barely making a profit at this point, with too much fighting affecting our strength. That didn't stop growth in numbers coming into our gang. This was surprising to me until I realized we held onto a large part of the Dock area's Warehouse district.

Carl was doing a good job increasing our strength to give the gang a much brighter picture. The problems were just as bountiful as the bright spots as she reported to me. Half an hour of reporting to me, though, and she was leaving silently into the night.

I was left with a grim look before I stood up to reenter the Training room. "MISTRESS, PLEASE SAVE ME!" I heard Nickey cry out as soon as I opened the door. Fluids sprayed out along with a couple of vibrators. Freya had a smile on her face as she picked up each individual vibrator before mercilessly reinserting them into Nickey.

Nickey cried out at each insertion as I stepped back into the room to stand above her. Freya finished inserting them only for Nickey's body to buck again and for a couple of toys to spray out with a fountain of vaginal fluids.

I noticed Freya grin with a sadistic look that made me proud as she repeated without batting an eye. Nickey's cries grew in volume, as did the number of fluids spraying across the room as she had another earth-shattering orgasm from the vibrations filling her bottom. She cried out, again and again, Louder begging for forgiveness. Her body erupted in a fountain again and again.

She squirted everywhere in an enormous mess that would take Freya some time to clean later. As she was about to erupt yet again, I pinched and pulled her nipples as she screamed, her voice almost crackling, letting me know she was near her wit's end. I used the remote just as she was about to orgasm again, denying the last one. She groaned lightly, though as the vibrations ended.

Her whimpers decorated the room in sound as Freya watched the woman twitch in her bindings from the hell of pleasure she just endured. Her face looked melted with pleasure, and I leaned down, turning her head towards me. I pecked her soft lips with my own. "Beautiful," I commended, seeing her hazy eyes. She looked lost in the pleasure more than ever before. I untied her hands, releasing her as she laid on the table limp. Her eyes couldn't focus, and I knew she was just lost. I sent Freya out of the room before taking out each vibrator slowly. It took some time to fish out some of the deeper ones, but her lower body was extremely relaxed, aiding in the retrieval.

After that, I cleaned her up and laid her on the bed beside me. She was asleep as her head laid on the pillow, passing out. I covered her naked body with blankets as Freya cuddled up. I saw Stacy trying very hard not to look, and I decided to blindfold her and bound her arms loosely for the night. I snuggled in with my toys with a smile feeling their warmth on my body.

The morning came quick, and I woke up to Freya licking up my leg and reaching my core. She started to please me skillfully, and I wrapped my hand in her hair as she sent me over the edge a while later as she softly sucked on my clit, allowing me to erupt in her mouth. I moaned as I had a small orgasm waking Nickey.

As Freya continued to pleasure me under the blankets, Nickey turned, and her eyes slowly came into focus. Her eyes showed the confusion on what was happening and the comprehension of the previous night's activities. She was expecting a harder punishment than torture by pleasure. It was a mysterious type of suffering that was addicting as it was painful at the time. In memory, though, it was precisely what it was Pleasurable. It was still something you didn't want to experience every day as it overwhelmed your mind.

"How are you feeling?" I asked her. With the question and Freya working my pussy I let out a small moan as Nickey smiled.

"Mistress, That punishment was..." Her voice trailed off, reliving the memory. "Was both painful and pleasurable. I am having a hard time not shuddering in both ecstasy and fear of it." She finished, her eyes fogged in the memory.

"Good, That was a punishment. About forty minutes to an hour is a light punishment." I finished and felt Freya start to use her fingers in me. I moaned louder as I was being brought to the edge of a much better orgasm than the first. "I have something for you to do today," I said to her, making her eyes focus back on me, growing serious.

"Oh, Mistress, what would that be?" She asked before quickly following it up. "I will see how I can help if it is in my power."

I smiled in return to the quick change. Nickey was a Duchess; after all, she was used to having the power. When I told her that she had something to do, she instinctually fought back without thinking. I moaned again, and I grinded my pussy into Freya's face; I moaned louder as I came again on her face. After riding the pleasure I lifted Freya's head to signal that she was done.

I turned back after a nice orgasm to NIckey. "I need the city guards to be more active in the east side of the city." I said forthright. "I have business plans happening over on that side of the city and all the gang violence is getting in the way of progress there. I need to know if you can interfere since I have seen a climb in criminal activity hence slowing down business." I simply explained.

The Duchess knew that I had other business interests other than the tailoring shop but thought they all involved training slaves. She threw it out of her mind it seemed and answered. "I can try to persuade the City Lord in this. I will tell him that I have a friend that temporarily needs the guard activity but it will last only for a short time. I could not say since I cannot stay here indefinitely." She finished.

"That is acceptable, Nickey." I said smiling. "That is all I need for now. Now, since your punishment was last night and you took it. I think we need to reward you..." I said getting out of bed. "What would a naughty bitch like you want as a reward?" I asked her. The blush on her face spoke volumes about her desires as I stood showing her my beautiful body.

"I want to Mistress but I must humbly request to head home. If I am not there I will not be able to do your task." Her expression showed the sadness she felt. She was a woman that cared about her status. She controlled her husband but she couldnt snub him publically. If she did he would do something about it publically.

Still I frowned thinking I could play with her a bit. Instead I felt a little jipped. I took a deep breath knowing that I needed her in her current position. "Okay," I replied, "Go home, I will see you soon." I told her. Nickey was about to leave when she noticed her state of no clothing. I destroyed her last dress and turned to me with distress in her eyes. I turned to Freya. "Freya be a dear for me and fetch her some clothes from downstairs."

"Yes Mistress," Freya said and left the bedroom only slipping on a robe as she left. I left Stacy tied up and blindfolded until everyone was dressed. She pouted after being released. Still she obediently helped Freya cook before we all went about our days. I took Kitty for a quick walk before brining her back to head towards the Warehouse. I had Slaves to Train today, I thought with a smile.