Training a deaf maid was not something to be taken lightly. With my little tigers and Kitty now B-ranked, I spent some time training this maid. The Bandits quickly learned that one of the fun ways to get them back in shape was for tigers to hunt them down relentlessly. Starvation and lack of water made it easier for them to train and took away their willpower. Then, you started to teach them things.
Teaching bandits was not easy, so I taught them how to read and write so they could read the words the deaf maid could write. I found a natural sadist in the deaf maid. She constantly devised unique ways to ensure the Bandits understood their new place in the world. When I eventually asked what the slave merchant wanted the most for the slaves to be trained in, it was simple: serving roles.
Due to the system's setup, there was a lack of slave trainers in the Kingdom of Chip. No one trained the slaves, so they were mostly used for labor, which meant that they were lacking men and women to tend to the homes of the wealthy. Farm hands were not the same as skilled gardeners, cleaners, or maintenance workers, the latter being the hardest to train and trust.
So I brought them down the path of learning to cook and clean. Most of the slaves first learned to read and write. They did not like it, and when a deaf woman cannot hear your clarifications and questions without you being able to read and write, you find yourself in quite a bind. So it took a bit longer, and I helped the girl get her feet under her.
It helped that the woman was very quick to learn. I almost felt sorry that this woman was raised in this world. In my previous world, she would have been a PhD student, in my opinion. She quickly picked up on concepts and training I never had to explain twice. She was in her element and would whip the slaves into place without a problem. Overall, I was extremely impressed, which was not easy to do.
But time rolled on, and she learned to speak legibly with her disability. To my understanding, this was something extremely hard to do. I pursed my lips and I thought about this woman, and I sat down with her one day. "I will be going soon after we train this group. You will have two options: to come with me or to stay here and try to use the skills I have taught you for a living. In order to help this, I will provide enough funds for six months of operation on a modest deficit," I wrote, taking my time. "The other option is to follow me and learn more about the trade."
She quickly took the blackboard and wrote, "No one here will use my services, even if they are good. Also, where would I find the merchandise? Also, I am not strong enough to keep them in control at the start to chain them."
I smiled and wrote back simply. "Good Girl, I will bring you along then. Maybe one day, you will learn enough to run a slave training place for me."
They smiled brightly, and so I had a new woman who absolutely did not care what I was. She knew, although not the true depth of it. I would bring her back with me, and she was talented. She seemed not to realize it either. The question was, did I train her mana, too?
The answer was made as soon as I thought about it.
Of course I do.
But while I had been training her, there was someone I had been leaving on the edge. Since I had come up from the Dungeon, I had been training the deaf maid during the day, and then I had been bringing Hilda up to my bedroom and teasing her.
Gently.
Now she was in my room, trembling on the floor. Her hair strewn around her like a fan, her head pressed against the floor, as Kitty tilted her head in the room, and the Tigers watched. "MISTRESS," She pleaded as I sat before her on the bed. "PLEASE! TREAT ME WORSE! PLEASE FOR WEEKS, NOT MONTHS! NO, IT FEELS LIKE YEARS! I WANT TO BE STRUCK! I WANT TO BE TREATED LIKE A BITCH! LIKE A WHIPPING POST! LIKE A SLAVE! I WANT TO BE TREATED BADLY! STOP BEING SO NICE PLEASE I CAN'T TAKE IT!" She screamed, her voice shaking with desperate need.
"What don't you like about how your Mistress treats you?" I asked my voice, coy and loving her desperation. "You know, there was a saying once. The greatest joy for a sadist is when the Masochist begs, hit me, hit me, hit me, and a Sadist says no." I chuckled as she quivered naked before me her ass up in the air as she shook.
Then she pissed herself suddenly much to my surprise, "PLEASE! NO PLEASE NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO!" She cried out fear in her voice as those words scared her so hard that she pissed herself. "God, why did I try it once. I am so fucking desperate for it again. Why does this turn me on! FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!" She screamed, and I chuckled. Pure joy blossomed in my heart, and I got up, walked to her, and grabbed her head.
I pulled her up, and she looked up at me. I kicked the legs out from under her, and I smashed her B-ranked face to the floor in the pool of her own urine. "Suck it up you stupid fucking bitch. This is a fucking disgusting mess.
"YES, MISTRESS!" She cried out her voice delighted and she got up on all fours and leaned down to start sucking up her golden liquid and I say on her back. I pointed to a paddle, looking at Kitty, and the Tigers looked bored and looked away.
Kitty brought me the paddle and the first swift strike hit her ass and she squealed in delight. I brought it down again and her ass rippled and she sucked up the fluids with increasing need. I did not stop either as she sucked it up.
"Fucking speed up your stupid fucking trash slave. It has been ten minutes," I snapped and I started to pick up the pace of paddling her ass. B rankers could take more pain, but we could still feel it, and I brought down the paddle again and again.
Ten, Twenty, thirty times and even as she finished sucking up the golden fluids she leaked the smell pervading the room I continued as she screamed, "THANK YOU MISTRESS~! THIS DEGENERATE SLAVE DESERVES IT!" She cried out.
"Do you think you deserve a reward?" I asked in a cold voice, and I felt her freeze under me. "Say it, do you think you deserve a reward?"
"No, Mistress," She said, her voice shaking.
I stood up, "Oh, then I will stop," I said, and I knew that she was on the edge of an orgasm. Her body shot up, and she turned to look at me.
"Please, Mistress, this slave deserves a reward!" She cried out, desperate, thinking she had chosen the wrong option.
"Oh?" I asked, sitting down on my bed, and Kitty came up to me.
"Nyah~!" Kitty exclaimed, and I started to scratch under her chin, then pet her. Kitty started to purr and lay down beside me on all fours. She was getting really good at looking like a cat, although she could not hide her hands and legs.
"And what did you do to do that?" I asked curiously, turning my attention to Kitty, who shook.
"Please, I did—" She stopped, realizing she had been begging for the last few weeks and being played with, but always edged. There was never pain, just this gentle teasing that sent her insane. "I did nothing," she said, ashamed.
"Good girl, you realize," I said bluntly. "See, my slaves get rewards for being useful. You are fucking useless. A fucking B ranker useless to me, how fucking shameful. We have been in the city, and you have not tried to reach out to contacts or anything to assist me. You never even asked or thought to do something until I mentioned it. Did you?" My voice was cold, and she went pale.
"I- I- I- I," She stuttered unable to continue then look down her shame and dripping pussy for all of us to see. "I have no excuse," She admitted.
"Good, this is your last warning, The deaf girl has been more useful than you and she is learning while your a fucking B ranker, If it happens again," I grinned and she shook. The trembling was obvious, and I could feel Kitty shaking, seeing it.
"Mistress Mommy is mad," Rajah said to one of his sisters.
"I WILL DO MY BEST FOR YOU, MISTRESS!" she screamed with desperation, and I started to laugh. My laugh was humorless and cold, and she shivered as I walked over to her and squatted before her.
"You sold your soul to the devil, Hilda. The Demons will quake in fear of me when they learn who I am. You think your life will be easy?" I asked my voice chilling her heart, "You are mine, you are my toy, I will play with you as I please, and you think you deserve a reward without anything. No, I was going to treat you to a little fun in the memory. But now," I chuckled again and walked over to the cabinet. I pulled out something I had but had not thought about using from my inventory. I bought this from a blacksmith years ago; now, it is a more complex toy.
The enchantment marks were from an enchanter back in the Kingdom of Arlin, and I grinned as I pulled them out. It had a simple plug, and it had two enchantments. One was a cleansing enchantment. It would secrete a white liquid whenever something it classified as dirty touched it. The thing went into the ass and the use was extremely obvious. This girl would be wetting her pants a lot, and I did not care. I grinned as I showed her the device, and she shivered as I smiled at her and came back to her. "This is going to be for you," I told her, "It is a gift from your Mistress." I continued chuckling as she somehow got paler. I tossed it to her and showed her the lock that went with it, unlocked it, and tossed it before her. "Put it on," I finished, and she shivered.
I could see the desperation and need on her face. I had been edging her for a month. She had one taste and sold herself to me. She was reaching a new level of need, and she sold herself for being whipped once in her life. What I needed to teach her was control; my control was absolute and not on her timeline.
"W- When can I take it off?" Hilda asked in a meek voice.
"When I say," I replied, and sat on the bed.
The Chastity belt with an anal plug that kept her ass clean and empty and kept her pussy locked up unable to masterbait. That was my gift to her, and she looked at it and looked back at me. Then back to the belt. I could see the need and want for more, but she got up, picked up the belt, strapped it on, and pulled it tight. She was almost in tears when she put the lock where it would bind it to her, leaving her helpless. I knew that she had been making up for my teasing with slapping her cunt each night. She was trying to be discreet, and it was one of the reasons why I was doing this.
The click of the lock resounded in the room, it felt like, and I chuckled as she looked down. I grabbed my strap on, turned to Kitty, and kissed her on the forehead. Now, my little kitty deserves a reward for being such a good Kitty!" I exclaimed, and the jealousy and envy on Hilda's face as I started to have fun with Kitty were exquisite.
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