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Chapter 174: Chapter 173: Travel Plans

I met with Cassandra, and we finalized the last of our plans. We knew that we couldn't change anymore with how little time we had to plan this, so it was brief. We barely knew who would be where and there was no way for us to practice this. It would all be on wings that could send us to our death or raise us on wings and take us from here.

I got some unknown cart company that was owned by someone who owed a lot of money for drugs and gambling to bring a cart around to the Shop tomorrow morning, and I took a look at the docks where the ship we were going to leave on was. The docks were busy loading and unloading, and some of our ships hadn't come in yet. They should be here on the day, though, and it wasn't like we were the owners of these ships.

That would probably change on that day if what I suspect to happen happened. That trading house Rivers Glory was taken over by Cassandra by kidnapping and forcing the previous owners into handing the business over to us. Extortion and Blackmail were simple and effective, but it wasn't the best way to take over businesses. I knew that we would have no loyalty from the employees but Cassandra smiled when I asked her about that. It seemed that the current employees hated the owners as well.

Overall it was a great choice, although I doubt the sailors knew what they signed up for by accepting us. The previous owners were still captured and probably going to be used as scapegoats in the future. Plans were going well, and things were shaping up perfectly, or as perfectly as they could be. Now was the time to send Melony onto the ship and have it ensured no one would talk on the ship about her. I would probably lock her up in the bottom for now.

All of this wasn't perfect, but a day passed with me preparing things, and there were few days left. I let Melony out with a blindfold inside the apartment. I made her eat and drink before drugging her again with sleeping drugs that I kept around just in case before putting her back in the box. The screams of that little sissy bitch Freya was still attempting to train scared her, but I didn't care.

It wasn't until the next day, as plans started to turn into motion more that the message Stacy sent to the Marchioness finally reached her. I was lying back on the couch thinking about contingencies and information that Cassandra gave me when we talked last when I heard a knock. Stacy popped her head in, and I could see the anticipation on her face.

Over the last day, I noticed that Stacy was starting to get more and more excited about the fact that we were leaving the Empire. With the date now set in stone and plans on the move, she couldn't wait to leave. It may have something to do with the Chastity cage and my restrictions on letting her look at women. She was a pervert through and through and was addicted to Sex and pain. Although I had a lot to do with the latter part of her addictions, I also hadn't let her train as an Armsmaster much. Her tailoring, on the other hand, was still exquisite.

I turned to Stacy, leaving my thoughts with so few days left I didn't have the luxury of sitting back and not moving. "Yes, Stacy?" I asked calmly, turning to her as she peaked in.

"Mistress," Stacy replied quickly, "The Marchioness is here as you asked her to be here."

"Bring her in and teach the new slave how to do sales properly. She sold herself to me in that role. Do your best," I replied.

"Yes, Mistress!" Stacy replied before turning and leaving.

A moment later, the door opened, and I saw the Marchioness for the first time in some weeks. I looked at her and watched her blush as she saw me. "Mistress," She said, turning and closing the door, "This slave has not seen you in too long," She said, bowing, and I frowned.

"Ingrid," I said slowly, and I pointed to the couches, "Please sit," I told her, pointing at the couch we had negotiated on before. Surprise showed on her face, and she looked toward the training room where at an opportune moment, I heard the boy scream inside from Freya. "Sorry, we will play later," I promised, "For now, I have something to discuss with you. It is urgent, and I already talked with Hillary," I told her, crossing over to the couch and sitting as Ingrid the Marchioness took a moment to get over her surprise.

"I-" Ingrid cut herself off, "Sorry, Mistress," She said instead and walked over, "I was quite looking forward to some play," She admitted.

"No doubt." I replied with a smile, "Still, it isn't time for that yet. I have news, and I think you will find it bad news," I told her getting her attention. "Sit," I finished with the command.

I watched as Ingrid sat down on the couch, and I smiled, "Mistress, What is this news?" she asked.

"I will be leaving the Empire soon. This will be our last meeting for a while unless you want to come to visit me somewhere else," I told her explicitly, surprise painted her cute facial features. I looked over her soft brown hair and that cute little mole on her face as she looked at me surprised for several seconds before a long, drawn-out sigh escaped her lips.

"I expected this someday, just not this soon," Ingrid said, looking around the apartment, "What is happing with the store, if I may ask Mistress?"

"The store will remain running. I have a girl named Zee that will need you a Nickey to protect her from others encroaching. She will pay out the gold dividends owed to you for protection." I smirked as I leaned back, "It is not like I will be gone forever," I told her, "I must leave for now and continue my journey. I have found that I have grown stagnant here in the Empire, and it is time to move on and collect experience. I will probably come back through the Empire when I plan to return to the Kingdom of Arlin."

"I would advise against that, Mistress," Ingrid said with a sigh, "There are rumors that many don't believe that the Beast-kin Nation is getting angrier and angrier about our nation's economic interest in slaves exported from their country," Ingrid said with a blush and a slow, deliberate manner.

I couldn't help but laugh out loud at that description. "That makes sense," I replied, "Although that is an interesting way of talking about the forcible capture and enslavement of villagers from a sovereign nation."

Ingrid chuckled, "I have talked to too many nobles about this, and forced isn't something that comes in polite conversations." Ingrid replied after a couple of moments, "Still, I believe you are going to the Demon lands. Due to these rumors, I plan on heading that way in the near future. I am not the only one either, and I have been talking to Nickey about it. She and her husband might be going to the Demon lands to talk business. Hillary will never be able to, as her land is on the border. Although she doesn't deal much with the Slavers because her area is a Military border camp and town."

I couldn't help but nod and feel that Hillary was in a bad position if war did break out between the two sides. "Why do you think it hasn't happened yet?" I asked without thought as my mind started to spin in thought itself.

"The war? We are the Empire, one of the largest nations with a habit of winning wars for the last century. Who would go to war with the Empire voluntarily?" Ingrid asked with a smile, "The land my family has owned was won back over two hundred years ago! We have won and won wars with very few losses in history that were inconsequential. No, The beast-kin nation run by that Gathering that happens rarely will never vote to go to war. I doubt that those beasts or even the Dragonics will vote for war. They would need a Supermajority of tribes to have it pass. Then they would show signs of movement, giving the Empire plenty of time to prepare." Ingrid finished with a scoff, "Still, I have business in the Demon lands, and it is better to do it in a time of uncertainty if things will happen. I have retainers to take care of my estate while I am away."

"Seems you have been putting thought into this," I replied, leaning back. "Still, I think it wouldn't be a bad idea for you and Nickey to find a way out of the city after this meeting. Although I wanted to talk to Nickey before she left and have a nice "Chat" with her," I smiled with a sadistic smile and watched Ingrid shiver a little. "Now, little Ingrid, are you also interested in a more personal chat inside that training room today?" I asked.

Without a second thought, she nodded and looked excited. "Good girl," I said softly and turned and stood. I walked over to the door and opened it. "You have less than an hour to finish and clean. I have a guest to enjoy," I told Freya.

As the paddle in her hand came down on a beet-red ass, Freya replied quickly, "Yes, Mistress!" She exclaimed over the cry of the boy, which reminded me of something as I closed the door.

"What happened to that little Mouse-kin boy I trained for you?" I asked as I turned back to Ingrid.

She blushed a little in response, "Honestly, after your training, he didn't hit the spot that I was expecting," Ingrid said, "I sold him to a duke in the Capitol that was looking for a sissy as a toy. I hear he goes through his toys quickly though, so I don't know more than that. Should have already arrived after being sent down the river,"

"I hope you made some gold off him," I replied with a smile.

"More than I thought," Ingrid smiled, "Made a nice profit, Mistress. Your work is impeccable."

I grinned and leaned back, thinking for a moment. "Let us shower and enjoy your body a bit, Ingrid." Turning and pointing to the bathroom, I said, "I am sure I will enjoy you a lot more tonight. I trust you didn't make evening plans?"

The question made Ingrid turn her head, "Any plans I had were canceled when you messaged me, Mistress," She said meekly.

I grinned, "Then let us begin."

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Chapter 175: Chapter 174: Dark Fantasy

Taking Ingrid into the shower, I looked at her body. Her brown hair was down to her shoulder now, and that cute little mole under her eye was charming in its own way, making her look good. Her breasts were not sagging in the least, and I could tell she was taking care of her body as much as a world like this would allow. I couldn't help but wonder about what was available to nobles that I currently didn't have available to me.

Which was beside the point when I was young and full of Energy that would decrease the aging process in this world. A rank was my goal for now; building an underground Empire was more important, and people like Ingrid were needed. Ingrid seemed to know when to bring people to me. Both Hillary and Nickey were great additions to my toy bucket. Although they were temporary members, they would remember my touch forever and crave it.

That was working power that was starting in the darkness. My power in the Kingdom of Arlin was much less direct than the power of the nobles. In the Kingdom of Arlin, they had to be C rank at least, and B rank was much more respected. Ironstrand, the house that Freya came from, was degrading over time. I couldn't help but chuckle as the Ironstrand family member that could have become a C ranker, and the Marquis wouldn't have to worry, was Darren, who he more or less sold to me, now known as Freya.

Still, he made a bet, and he would have to live with it, and Freya would never want to leave me ever. Her heart was in my hands, and I would use it to complete my plans. The Marquis was protecting my assets while I was away, but he wasn't protecting the important ones. The gang wasn't in as good of hands as Cassandra's, but the girl was more loyal to me. It was something I could take more time setting up in the end, and the girls' placement in the gang back in the Kingdom of Arlin reflected such.

My mind wandered for too long and I looked at the woman in front of me with a smile. Ingrid was a beautiful mature woman who wasn't old by the standards of my old world. In this world, I wasn't sure of the standards of age. Was thirty young or old when I have heard of hundreds of year-old A rankers that defended nations and Nobility. I was surprised that the Kingdom of Arlin didn't only consider those houses with A rankers to be the only nobility.

Maybe it was at first, but none of that had to do anymore with the woman in front of me. The difference in their systems was something I would only explain to make my own powerbase that includes no Nobility at this point. I smiled as I looked at the naked noblewoman in front of me. She wasn't a pain slut, but she learned the pleasures of being a masochist. If I wanted to, I could slowly train her and teach her to be a pain slut, but I had no intentions of doing that.

Ingrid required a softer touch, and I would keep it that way and train her to feel it under softer conditions. Watching her step naked into the shower, I turned on the shower and let it heat. I followed Ingrid in, pressed my breasts against her back, and put my head on her shoulder while on my tiptoes. "Well, Ingrid," I began as I grabbed her breasts from behind. My hands gripped them tightly, and I felt them mold around my hand, and the feeling of her breasts tight in my grip felt good. "You looking forward to this?" I asked with a smirk.

Ingrid was blushing and nodded, and I bit her earlobe, making her moan. I pushed myself against her, pressed her against the wall, and Ingrid put her hands against the wall to hold herself up. "Come on, Ingrid," I whispered into her ear, "Tell me what you did to yourself thinking about me? What did you imagine while I played with you, Ingrid?" I asked into her ear softly, "Tell me."

The last words came out as an order, and I pinched her nipples, making her moan out loud. I felt her shiver, and her head turned to me, and I continued to tease and stroke her hard nipples as if they were cocks. Ingrid moaned again and shivered, blushing deeply, her mind in the gutter thinking about it.

"I- I thought about you, Mistress," Ingrid began, "I thought about your fingers deep in me hitting my sweet spot as you pressed your lips against my clit. You would suck on me, then spank me just as I am about to cum, sending me over the edge. Other times you are whipping me into place and using your strap-on to take me hard." Ingrid moaned at the end as I smiled and played with her breasts.

"That is tame," I taunted, "Tell me your darkest fantasy," I prompted, "Tell me, Ingrid."

I continued to tease her breasts, molding them and pinching them, making her shiver. Her body heated, and the shower poured down beside us as I continued to tease her. Ingrid moaned louder, and I felt her resistance to the question I had just asked, but finally, she spoke. "M- My darkest Fantasy, Mistress?" Ingrid moaned. "T- That would have to be you chaining me up to the bed and blindfolding me, Mistress," She began, and I had to stop myself from pausing the teasing as she was starting with something tame.

"Then you would whip me a couple of times on my breasts and play with them. I would moan out and cry loudly for you. Then you would play with my pussy and finger me all while the world was black for me. You would finger and fuck me with your metal cock." Ingrid moaned as I let go of a breast and let it trail down her stomach teasing her belly button. Her moan got even louder, and my fingers slowly slipped down to her pussy, teasing the edges of her labia. "Oh, God, Then you pulled out just before I was about to cum, Mistress. It would make me go crazy, and your fingers would start playing with my clit. I would moan out your name and beg for you to let me cum as you continued to play with my body." Ingrid continued. I let my fingers dip into her honey pot, finding her pussy dripping in juices, and her moan cut herself off.

"Continue," I whispered as I pushed into her making her moan louder.

"You would continue to EDGE ME!" Ingrid moaned out as I slowly played with her pussy and breast. Her moans got louder, "I would beg for you to let me cum, Mistress. I would cry and beg, but you would keep edging me, and it would only take seconds to bring me to the edge. Then you would build me up and finally give me permission if I begged you properly. I would cry and scream," Ingrid continued, and I felt her pussy tighten up on my fingers, and I pinched her nipple harder, this time making her moan. "I would scream and beg to be your slave in order to cum. I would cry out, and just as you permitted me," Ingrid paused, and I pulled my fingers out, and my fingers wet with her juices, started to play with her clit making her moan more. "You- you, Then you took off the blindfold, and my husband was all tied up, watching with wide eyes, stunned just as you made me cum only inches away from his face, and I would squirt and cum all over his face to his surprise and despair!" Ingrid finally cried out like a confession, and I smirked.

"A little cuckold fantasy," I chided. "Interesting," Was my immediate reply, and I pulled my fingers out of her and let go of her, much to her despair, as I knew she was close to cumming. "Interesting, though, Maybe I will make this dark little fantasy true for you one day," I told her and licked my fingers, tasting her pussy. "Before that, though, I am sure that Freya is done cleaning," I told her and pushed her under the shower.

I teased her but never brought her back to the peak of pleasure as we showered. Not long after we dried off, I hugged Ingrid from behind and walked over to the training room. Opening the door the room was empty of people and immaculate. It seemed that Freya had made a mess and needed to clean up with the stronger cleaner as my nose twitched a little with the smell of that particular cleaner.

That didn't matter as I pulled the door closed while I hugged Ingrid from behind in a way that would make Stacy and Freya jealous. I pulled her close and grabbed her breast with one hand, and the other dipped into the honey pot playing with her clit. "Now, Ingrid," I said and teased her clit, "I have a fun idea," I told her and let go of her. I quickly grabbed a leather mask and some toys before returning to her. I stepped toward her and moved her hair around before I started to mask her face with a mask that had no holes for the eyes. I hadn't had a chance to use this mask yet. I look forward to using it now.

Ingrid opened her mouth as I sealed the mask over her face, "Mistress?" Ingrid asked.

"Although I don't have your husband here yet," I told her before leading her slowly over to the empty spot in the room. I pulled down the chain and attached a shackle to each arm before attaching the chain to it. "I do have some slaves that can call him over," I teased and pushed a toy into her pussy, touching it with energy and making it vibrate in her.

Ingrid moaned instantly, and her pussy juices started to leak onto the floor. A second later, I pulled the chains tight and made her arms spread. She could no longer move her arms more than trying to bend them a little, and I started from there. I played with her nipples again, and she moaned out again. I worked on her nipples with the soft buzz of a vibrator in the background as her moans got louder and louder while Ingrid slowly got closer and closer to orgasm. I felt her getting closer and closer, so I stopped and let the vibrator tease her as she came down from the peak.

"MISTRESS~!" Ingrid cried out in a moan. She didn't like getting edged, but I didn't care. I moved and grabbed a flogger and came back and whipped her breasts hard, making her scream in surprise and pain. I twirled the flogger a bit and hit her, this time in the pussy, making her body jump. I reached out with my hand and soothed her breast with a hand groping and making her moan. "M~M~ Mistress, Please~!" She begged, "I want to cum~!"

"We have barely started," I informed her, "Don't worry; you will cum when I give permission, Slut."

My words were the calm of the storm that must have been raging in the storm of her pleasure. Her moans got louder, and I began to tease around her pussy, getting her closer and closer to the edge once again when she began to beg, which I ignored. I knew that she wanted to cum, and this time, I turned off the vibrator just as she got to the edge. Her cries made me moist, and I stepped away to put in my strapless strap-on as I needed relief of my own with all the stress lately.

Then I started to work on Ingrid. I brought her to the edge again and again. A puddle of female pussy fluids had started to build up on the floor with how many times I edged her pussy. She cried out as I used the flogger on her before edging her again and again. Her begging became more desperate, and her moans filled the room, and I only wished I had some type of illusion magic or that Freya was advanced enough to do the equivalent. It didn't matter as her pussy gushed out more fluids. Her body trembled from each edging.

Her moans turned into desperate screams begging. "MISTRESS! PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE!" Ingrid would scream, "GOD, I WILL DO ANYTHING! PLEASE!" her scream sounded out, and still I edged her again, bringing her to the brink of her sanity, and I couldn't help but smile as now it was only seconds before she reached the peak after I edged her. I would give her some time to come down, but in seconds, she was at the peak, and I decreased the pleasure with each time she reached the peak. Then as she rested, I opened and closed the door and smirked as she moaned. "Mistress? Please, I will do anything, Mistress. Let me cum." her begging was much more demure, and she turned her head to the door I opened and closed.

It seemed she didn't care, and I stepped close to her and let her feel the heat. "Ingrid, my slut," I said slowly, "You may cum," I told her, and I reached into her and pulled out the toy before inserting my own and turning it on. I controlled my energy, and I overpowered the enchantment, and the vibrator sent shivers of pleasure through me just as I thrust it up into her making her scream.

I reached behind her and unsealed the mask, "Say hi to your husband," I said into her ear just as I pulled out and thrust back in. Her pussy tightened for a second just as she could see for the first time, and her eyes widened a second later; her pussy spasmed, and she squirted as I began to thrust into her dripping wet and orgasming pussy.

Ingrid's mouth opened uncomprehending as she looked around, but her world was blotted out with pleasure as I fucked her harder than ever before. An indecipherable scream erupted from her lips as she cried out something that I didn't understand, but I didn't stop. The pain and lust in her body as it trembled and spasmed as she went from one orgasm to the next within seconds. I put her into a pleasure cycle that sent her to the edges of sanity and maybe beyond as her eyes looked around but didn't understand her surroundings.

Ingrid's pussy clamped down on my cock harder and harder, and I found myself gliding on a cloud of pleasure and dominance that I got when pleasuring my toys. I couldn't help the moan leaving my lips as I felt myself reach the peak while Ingrid came again and again with each thrust. Her scream echoed more, but it was a beast screaming and not a person. I moaned as I reached a peak, and the world went white.

I didn't pull out when I had my first orgasm. I wanted to see how many times Ingrid could cum in an hour, at least. I smirked as she continued to look around. "M- Is-tre- ss," She finally said while looking around, but then the follow-up words never came out as I thrust into her again with my vibrating cock making her scream more.

I had all night to play with this toy. I could help but smile sadistically at that thought.

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