taking over a castle is super easy, barely an inconvenience

“I see, so that transpired.”

Beatrice took a small sip from her tea and nodded. “I was expecting that the Baron would refuse me, but I did not assume he would outright imprison my messengers! What a foolish small minded man he was.”

“I am happy that he is dead”, Kanami agreed. “Although I do wish you would have turned him into a Banbera like you promised. Then we could have eaten him!”

“Lovely, but please refrain from saying that around our Banbera Guards. We have a strict no cannibalism policy in our castle.”

“So, when you didn't hear back from us you mobilized the Banberas?”, Kanami asked while cooling of her tea and eating some cookies at the same time.

“Indeed. I opened up a portal that led directly to the castle's courtyard. The foolish Baron didn't even deem it necessary to invest in magic defenses. Naturally this outcome was obvious.” The witch seemed rather pleased with herself.

“Hmm”, Kanami fidgeted a bit. “Is it ok for us to just drink tea like that?”

The castle was, well, not quite in ruins, but pretty devastated. The Banberas and Skeletons did remove all the bodies from the vicinity, but there was still plenty of blood and guts to go around. Also the moaning of the dying soldiers didn't exactly make for a pleasant tea time ambiance. For once Kanami was glad for her clothespin.

“Oh, I suppose you are right”, Beatrice finally relented, finishing the remainder of her cup in a not particular ladylike gulp. “It is time to inspect my castle.”

Kanami snatched up the remaining cookies and followed her master.

To the ninja's surprise, not all the soldiers fought to the death. Once the battle was clearly lost a large part surrendered while the other fled. The soldiers barrack was turned into an impromptu hospital where the injured where treated.

Cell was predictably found here, hard at work healing. In fact just at this moment she was bend over a rather young soldier and....kyaahh!

Kanami covered her face.

Beatrice had no such reservations as she sauntered over. “That is a rather...peculiar healing method, Cell Perfect.”

Cell was flushed, red in the face. No matter how you sliced it, this just looked as if she was jerking the guy off.

“He received a spear in the abdomen.”, the cleric explained. “I need to get his blood pumping while I apply my magic.”

“A grisly wound”, Beatrice noted. “I take it, this is not in violation of your oath?”

“Only fornication is”, Cell explained while focusing very intensely on her work. There was a bit of silence. Beatrice didn't seem to want to leave, so Cell continued talking. “What are you scheming now? An agent of evil taking over a lord's castle. You must be aware that the church will not let this be.”

“Yes, that might be a tad troublesome”, Beatrice conceded. “I did not wish to make an enemy of the church just yet.”

Cell let out a low growl at that. “We are already your enemy.”

“And yet here you are, tending my soldiers.”

“T-these aren't your soldiers!”, Cell sputtered.

Beatrice looked at the soldier with a smile “Aren't you?”

Cell showed him the same smile, dick still in hand. “Are you?”

Kanami kinda pitied the guy, but she was also too busy munching on her cookies to really care.

Finally, Beatrice relented with a chuckle. “With all that said, Cell Perfect. You did well”, Beatrice smiled. “I am proud of you.”

“Don't patronize me”, Cell replied by working the shaft even harder, while the guard grunted. It didn't look particularly pleasant. But then again Kanami had no dick to judge. “I only did this because I had no choice.”

“Yes and I admit I find that fact quite pleasant”, the witch cackled. ”Regardless of how you feel though, I will reward you for a job well done. Henceforth, I add a multiplier to your count. Any sexual encounter you have with my ninja will count double.”

As if on cue the soldier ejaculated with a loud moan, pumping his load all over Cell's face. She seemed remarkably unperturbed by this. “You mean the number is cut in half?”

“Well, technically yes. But 333 just doesn't have quite the same ring to it. Oh, and just to be clear that one just now didn't count. Only my ninja is eligible for it.”

Cell had an annoyed look on her face as she used a cloth to wipe off the spunk on it. “Is this another trick? Are you just toying with me?”

“Maybe”, the witch allowed. “Do you wish that I gave you something else instead?”

“No”, came the quick reply. “I will...avail myself of your offer.”

“Wait”, Kanami chipped in. “If Cell get a reward I should get one too!” Kanami did most of the work after all.

“In due time”, promised Beatrice. “Follow me.”

They left Cell to her work and progressed trough the castle once more.

“The cleric is adorable, wouldn't you say?”, Beatrice mused. “I will never grow tired of teasing her.”

“She is kinda nice I guess...”, Kanami replied. “Will you actually hold up your end of the bargain...I mean when she gets me...ugh...”

“Well, lets consider that once she actually starts making some headway”, the witch cackled sadistically.

While the wounded were treated rather hospitable, the same couldn't be said for the prisoners, herded together in the dungeons. There weren't that many of them thankfully, so the few cells the castle had where sufficient.

But Beatrice had no interest in the common rabble. Instead, the witch approached a cell guarded by multiple Banberas. Inside, bound, gagged but now actually wearing some rather large pink bloomers and a very strained undershirt was Amitos.

Kanami couldn't help but think that her Mistress had a thing for this.

The moment Amitos saw the witch, she let out a grunt and struggled against her constraints while glaring angrily at Beatrice.

“Very nice”, the witch commented with a cackle. “I am happy that the fire in you hasn't burned out.”

With a wave of the witches hand the gag became undone. Right away Amitos started screaming.

“You took everything from me!”, the captive howled, straining to break free from her chains. She will probably break her shirt first though, suspected Kanami.

“Everything?”, the witch arched her eyebrows. “I merely changed your gender. Your swordskills and physical fitness where not tampered with. It was that foolish baron who deemed you useless merely because of your sex.”

“You turned me into a mockery”, the ex captain growled in response. “A wench! I was violated!”

“Well, granted that outcome was not what I desired. What the baron did to you was rather tasteless.”

“Spare me your pity”, Amitos hissed.

“In light of all the circumstances, I do believe I will ease your punishment somewhat”. The witch tapped her chin with a finger, as in deep thought. “Ah, yes. I will allow you to work for me as a maid.”

Amitos led out a shrill laugh at that. “Are you mad? You think I would humiliate myself to such a degree? Kill me and be done with it! I have nothing left to life for!”

“Is that a fact?” Beatrice mused. “Tell me, Captain Amitos, did you perchance forget about...these two?”

With great flourish, Beatrice snapped her finger.

There was a bit of shouting and running outside(much to the witch's annoyance) But eventually a woman and a young girl where pushed into the cell. And for the first time there was another reaction in the disgraced captain's eyes.

“Sabrina...Charlotte?”, Amitos audibly gulped.

“Daddy?”, a bit unsure, the young girl eventually trotted towards the captive.

“It is you! Oh Honey!” The older of the two rushed forward and embraced Amitos. “We where told you where dead! I...I had no idea.” The woman started to sob.

Amitos was unsure what to say and for a while she simply remained silent. Finally, she found her words. “Y-you”, she still glared at Beatrice, but her voice was somewhat weaker. “You plan to use my family against me?”

“Of course. I'm an evil witch after all!”, cackled the evil witch. “What say you? I will offer you a fine wage with union and health care benefits. Of course, if you rather try to find work yourself, that is your prerogative, but keep in mind, we are entering a recession...”

“Listen honey”, the women named Sabrina began. “Lady Beatrice made us a very generous offer. Please for the love you bear us, accept it.”

“But I'm a wench!”, Amitos cried out. “How could you love a man that prances around in short skirts, dusting off shelves and making meals.”

“I don't mind at all”, Sabrina quickly said.

“Daddy is beautiful!”, Charlotte added.

“There are also the other maids to consider.” Beatrice smiled. “They will need a head maid to keep them in line. Would you rather have me send them out to sell their bodies on the streets?”

“Yeah, that's dumb!”, added Kanami who was bored of having no dialog.

Amitos was clearly completely overwhelmed at this point, unable to do anything more then stutter.

“Lady Witch”, Sabrina spoke in her stead. “Would you mind watching Charlotte for a bit? I would like to show my husband how little I mind his current form.”

“Gladly”, Beatrice replied with an uncommon gentle smile. “Unfortunately I can't take his restraints of until I have an answer.”

“As it happens, Lady Beatrice.“ Sabrina glanced at her husband. “I don't mind these either.”