Dominatrix System

The hidden wall closed behind me while I smiled. The intelligent woman behind me was in for a long night. I wondered what time it was, but I didn't care how long I left her in that position. The darkness would envelop her entire world; there was only the sound of the vibrations inside her. The only sight was the darkness around her. The only thing to entertain her was the vibrations from orgasm to orgasm that she would be going from. I was genuinely looking forward to how she looked when I decided to check in on her.

I sighed, knowing that I wouldn't be able to keep her locked in the state I left her for as long as I pleased. Still, the thought of coming in tomorrow to see the condition that she was in was a comforting one. There would be no way that she would keep herself completely together after an entire night in that state. She would be in a much better position for me to negotiate with. I also had one extra day before I had to have her on the road again.

The extra time was invaluable for my plans, and I only slightly regretted the time constraints I was under. Still, this all-or-nothing play was something that allowed me room to escape if I saw any signs. It was something that I didn't want to do in the end, though, and the thought of doing so without more significant gains would be a sad one. In the end, though, I would be leaving a gang behind with territory and an intelligent leader.

That on its own would be a win, and I wanted to move on soon. My thoughts seemed to sum up on the fact that either way, I would win. On the other hand, Sherry needed to see me soon to give me a heads up on what was happening inside the City lord's house. Many of his servants and advisors recently come down with problems. I would like to know how well they were doing hiding gambling habits and drug habits.

If the City lord were smart, he would cleanse many of his closer servants once he noticed any signs of these issues. The problem that he would have, though, is his head butler just was killed in an unfortunate 'accident.' This simplified many issues, although not as much as if I recruited him to my cause would have. Instead, someone hopefully I have already induced to be on my side would be replacing him. This would, unfortunately, be a wild card in the equation if he didn't, though.

I knew more issues might crop up, and I had a night of killing ahead of me. That would be refreshing as I was feeling slightly rusty at this point. I looked over to the showers with these thoughts in my head and wondered if the mother and son were still enjoying their loving embrace? This was a question I sought an answer to and moved with purpose opening the door.

Moans and groans answered my question as I looked to the floor by one of the far corners. The mother was atop her son mounting him. Her hips went up and down, keeping his cock inside her as much as she could. The semen dripped from the edges frothing out in bubbles as she continued. He groaned in excursion from the amount of ejaculation he had with his mother.

The mother seemed to be almost out of breath, but her pussy hungry for more from him. I watched in silence, feeling my pussy heating up as her son reached up to her ample chest and took them into his hands. His mother moaned in a reaction as he shoved up hard into her. Her breasts morphed into different shapes as her son groped them and teased them. Her cries became louder then suddenly stopped as both seemed to twitch multiple times before the son retracted and pushed into his mother a couple of more times.

The mother on top dropped, and her breasts landed on his chest. They both looked exhausted from what I considered the relatively low amount of time I was gone. When they both huffed harshly, the mother looked into her son's eyes, and their lips met. The world seemed to have disappeared to be just the two of them. The loving kiss continued as they no longer seemed to be stuck in just lust. They seemed to have changed from ravage fucking to a loving embrace that the two wanted more than anything. This was a very welcome change, I thought, as they continued an intense make-out session. It was exactly what I needed, and I might even be done soon.

These two would be entertainment for the nobility, and just the loving embrace from the two wasn't entertaining. They needed to change things up constantly between the two of them without orders. I wanted them to want to pleasure each other in different ways, to explore different avenues of pleasure that neither thought of before. The vanilla stuff they seemed to lean towards wouldn't be entertaining.

Well, I thought with a sardonic twist, not entirely entertaining. It would be suitable for a couple of times, but if they wanted to survive and stay together for the long term, they would need to mix it up. That was what I would start to teach them next. I stepped forward with the thought of the following lesson plans as they continued to embrace each other without the knowledge of my presence lovingly and turned on the shower with cold water.

The water fell on their heated exchange, shocking them both. In a clatter of mixed-up bodies, they both tried and failed to stand up, bumping into each other. They both took a couple of extra seconds under the cold water finally came to their feet. I raised an eyebrow as they both flushed with heated faces that had known they were caught. I suppressed a laugh as they both looked like they were caught with their hands in the cookie jar.

The instinctive want to tease them both came up, but that would be against my plans for the both of them. It was equally challenging for me to hide the smile for what I had decided was next for them. I wordlessly turned the shower from cold water to warm. Their bodies soon would start to heat up, and I order, "Clean each other up," with a pause before I continued, "And for once, don't make your mother cum." I found it hard not to laugh as the boy flushed a deeper shade of red as the mother turned her head to him. She also had a deep blush of red on her.

"Yes, Mistress," The son said a second later, joined by the mother's acknowledgment of the order.

I nodded, "Good, I think you both have a couple of more orgasms in you from your embrace seconds ago," I commented, taking them by surprise, "You will be in for one more lesson today before you clean up once more; to eat then bed." I finished. They both looked to be surprised as I told them what was in store for them instead of making them. They seemed happier and gladly started to clean each other up. I was even surprised the son didn't make his mother cum while they showered. Although she was very close to doing so, I could tell. The mother was very sensitive and accidentally might have almost trained by her son to cum from the cleaning. That would take more training, though, than had happened. I put it on the back burner of things I might be interested in training into her.

Soon they cleaned each other up without extra punishments needed. I took them back out to the main training area, where the mess from before was still isolated in that one spot. I took them over to the Saint Andrews Cross and pointed at it. "Bound your son to it," I ordered.

The mother was surprised but followed the order seconds later. The son seemed resigned, and his mother put shackles onto each wrist and around his ankles, binding him to the cross. I looked to the mother, and I smiled, "You both have made me happy today," I said to them both honestly, "You are taking quite the strides in training that I think you are ready for the next step."

This earned both their surprise, and they looked back at each other. "As you may have noticed that my training is unique and don't see fit that I need to do all the training myself. You will be entertainment for the nobility. You are worth more together for me than separately. Now, You both are somewhat entertaining." I began earning both their frowns, "But I see that I can tell you now what you are trained for and make you aware of what you need to do to survive together." Their frowns were very deep at this point. "You're trained to love each other and to have sex in front of crowds for their entertainment."

They both looked surprised and disgusted, only for realization to dawn upon them. They had openly and readily accepted my training to the point I was happy with their progress as a couple. "B-But," The mother started to speak only to stop, brought back into speechlessness as she had no idea what she even wanted to say.

"You both understand, So this next lesson is for you both to open yourselves up. You," I said, pointing to the young man. "Are already open to doing more things with your mother." I stated, earning another frown from him and his mouth opened to deny, "I don't care for your denial; I also don't care," I told him honestly. "Your mother also has a very sensitive body and likes to receive it, No matter how much she also wants to deny that." Both shut their mouths, understanding I didn't care what they wanted to say. "Now, it is time for you to entertain the crowd," I told them, "I will be that crowd to start, and your mother will start first," I told them, taking a seat a little distance from them, "Entertain me with your bodies, do something to make me gasp, make me want to watch. This will be your life from now on; use everything around you to play with your son for my entertainment or receive a new punishment from me if I am bored." I motioned to everything around me before I pointed at the line of cabinets with some torture devices and the secret entrance. "Except that line of cabinets, the devices in there are for another purpose."

I smiled and sat back while the mother looked lost, as did her son at the sudden information and freedom to play with each other. She looked lost and turned to me with that lost look. "M-M-Mistress, D-Do I have to?" She asked.

"Think of it this way," I began knowing just ordering wasn't good in this situation, "This is me teaching you both skills to remain together forever," I told her, my voice grave, "If your noble owners ever get bored who knows what they will do with you. Maybe you will stay together, maybe not, maybe with your son growing into a strong man will be sold to the mines. Maybe he will become a battle slave in the army, Or you can learn these skills and maybe continue to be entertainment for your masters." She winced at the stark truth. "I will not order you here; This must come from you; I have already fulfilled what I needed to do with my contract."

I sat back now and relaxed as the mother contemplated while the son looked lost bound to the cross. I watched as she struggled with herself, her son looking towards her. Tears dripped from her eyes, dripping slowly from her face. They dropped to the ground without a sound coming from either of them. I watched my pussy becoming wet with the number of emotions I witnessed in a small amount of time.

The mother turned and began looking around for something to use to play with her son. A smile blossomed on my face, and when the mother saw me, she turned. Her face paled, looking at my smile as I watched her try to find new ways to entertain me using her son's body.