Information Rapetoy

Redemption wasn’t on the table for her. Not like that, anyway. Punishment was, and I didn’t want her to accept her to become a submissive little pet. That wouldn’t be punishment. I mean--it would give her away, most likely, which made it no more useful than the redemption option for my long term goals. Plus, I did need information and the sooner the better. Those reasons made sense, right? I wasn't just looking for an excuse to **** the woman who'd scared me, not some dominate a submissive little pet. It wasn't just about diversity in my...harem, when I already had Kianna. It was strategic.

I quickly brought up the store and Weak In The Knees. I had six credits, and now there were upgrade options for it. As it was, it was:

Render a target weaker and less combat skilled than you are currently. Target must have a positive submission score. Target must be extremely aroused. You and the target must be alone (no one else within at least the same room). No explanation is provided for their weakness, or your strength. Lasts only so long as you are alone.

That was more than I’d originally known, the app was updating with what it told me.

But the upgrades were mostly simple:

Replace ‘positive submission score’ with ‘positive or neutral’ submission score: 1 credit
Explanation of ‘I was enjoying myself too much’ added for all weakness noticed while engaging in sex with you: 3 credits
Increase strength reduction to the level where they are unable to move on their own: 3 credits.
Replace ‘alone’ requirement with ‘alone or only with you and other targets’: 5 credits
Explanation of ‘I was enjoying myself too much’ added for all weakness noticed: 6 credits
Reduce arousal requirement: 7 credits
Remove ‘alone’ requirement altogether: 15 credits
Remove arousal requirement: 25 credits.

More options were still grayed out. But I instantly bought the alone upgrade. I hated spending credits twice, but I might not even need the full alone one.

I could have also bought the first upgrade, but the only neutral submission score was literally 0. That was a trap to waste my credits.

When we were finally done, she left, still wearing my shirt. I was looking forward to tomorrow. As she was leaving, I did saw “Oh, just FYI, I cum a lot--”

“I’m not sucking your dick.”

“Then bring some paper towels, or a change of clothes.”

She glared at me, and I got the impression she was planning to make me cum on my own clothes, but I still got. +2 SP (Frannie +38) I’d bring in some extras, just in case.

Fortunately, the same rules that meant I couldn’t bring in my phone would prevent her from bringing in recording equipment…probably. She was the boss and a corrupt bitch. I’d need to be a bit careful. Speaking of which, it was probably time to make sure I always had a phone in a secure location and I needed to talk to Kianna, obviously.

I texted her. Cook dinner. I’ll be over in an hour.

_Yes, master. _Came the instant response.

Be wearing that lingerie.

Yes, master.

I stopped by an electronic store, got a couple more burners and a battery backup. When I had cash, I’d put the backup and a burner in a safe deposit box. But for now, I’d keep a phone at Kianna’s too and every other targets house. No one else could see the app, so no need to keep it secret. Better to have backups…

I arrived and ate a delicious home cooked meal, served to me by a nearly naked Kianna. Sitting by the plate was the extra key to her house. Her legs were rubbing together, as she watched me. I spoke calmly, “Have you masturbated since I left?”

“No, master, I would never do that.”

“Unless I told you to, for my entertainment and arousal.”

“Of course, master.”

“Or the entertainment, or arousal of others, I choose.”

“Yes, master,” there was no hesitation there. “I am your concubine, it’s up to you when, how, and to who you reveal that.”

“How horny are you?”

“That doesn’t matter, master, I have lube and toys and everything. No matter how aroused I am, or aren’t, I’ll be able to pleasure you.”

“Good. Now,” I growled, “tell me how horny you are.”

“So horny it’s hard to think straight.”

“Well, we can’t have that,” I started to rise.

She shuddered. “Master, this isn’t the entire outfit. It came with something else, but I didn’t feel it was right to put it on myself.”

“Get it.”

She came back with a collar, with the word, CUMWHORE written on it and offered it to me. I looked at her. “Do you know what this means?”

“Yes, master. It means I am a prostitute for your semen. My payment is your pleasure. It seemed…appropriate.”

I almost fucking laughed at that. “Do you know what this is for?”

“Marking me as yours.”

“Yes, but also, it is tight around your throat.”

“I’m happy to bear that discomfort for--”

“Which means your throat will be tighter around my cock.”

“Anything for your pleasure.”

“Good answer, but I’m not going to fuck your throat today.”

She frowned slightly, drooping.

I picked the collar up and snapped it around her neck. “Give me a pose, concubine.” She instantly posed and I snapped a picture with my phone.

“You’ll train your throat with a dildo, wearing the collar. Then I’ll take it. For now, I need you able to think clearly. So--”

A delightful and mutually orgasmic fuck later, we lay in her bed.

“Now, Kianna, you know I’m special, right?”

“Of course, master, you’re the best man, God sent you to me, to claim me.”

“Indeed. And I plan to fix this city.”

“Of course! How can I help? I’ve already started combining the various religious texts you’ve got me researching, to create a true gospel of men’s superiority.”

Um…oops? “I’ll need to review that before you preach to anyone.”

“Of course!” she said again. “But there are other women in need of your guidance. Cheaters, thieves, addicts, blasphemous potty mouths.”

Well, that sounded interesting, but not on topic. “When I have time for that, we can discuss it further, but be aware that except for yourself, we should view this as a matter of redemption, only for those who truly need redemption for their sins.” The last thing I fucking wanted was some sort of sex-cult made up of the housewives of the area. For one thing…ew, mostly. For another, it was evil. For a third, it would draw a lot of attention and the last thing I wanted was the Bat-family up my ass. “For now, just keep your ears open. Anything that may be important on a city-wide level. Rumors, gossip, you hear it, you text me.”

“Yes, master. I’m happy to help. I’ll be the best source of information for you!” I doubted that, given Kat and Frannie, but I couldn't fault her enthusiasm...which raised another obvious idea.

“I also need you to hold onto some things for me and get a safety deposit box.”

“No problem!”

I smiled. “But those are just side jobs. I have an important job for you this Friday evening. Are you free?”

“Yes, master. I had to switch shifts for this weekend to get home to make you dinner, but I’m free on Friday.”

Shit. I’d given her an order without checking on consequence. I needed to be more careful with that!

“Good. Then here’s what I need from you…"