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The woman in the pictures wore an exposing latex outfit with a leather whip on her hand while she stepped on the head of a man on the floor. The man was wearing nothing except a collar and a strap to his male part. There were other pictures of the woman with different men and the similar pose; some men were gagged, some of them crawling with the woman on their back, and some of them were tied with candle wax on their bodies. And many more torturous pose with unimaginable pain inflicted on them yet their face showed great pleasure.
"Imagine how surprised I am when a bird comes chirping on my ears about this hobby of yours. Look at your face, is it fun tortured them like that?"
Madam Ara frantically shoves everything in her handbag. She tried to calm herself but failed. She recognised each person in the pictures including her even though her face was covered by a mask.
"You can't prove it was me?!" she gathered leftovers courage she had to find a loophole from the pictures but Kahina's wicked smile proved it was not something she worried at all.
"Madam Ara, you underestimated me, aren't you? I need not prove it was you at all as long as I had your slaves' ident.i.ty. A dominatrix who unable to conceal the ident.i.ty of her slaves will not be in a good position, I guess."
Each of her slaves was holding an important position either in government or business tyc.o.o.n. They come to her for pleasures of being trampled and tortured. Some people will find it weird but to them, it was the pleasure they need. She enjoyed inflicted pain and listened to them begging for mercy. It was arousing and satisfying.
If Kahina exposed their ident.i.ties, then it means she was done. She can accept that but I worried more about her partners. They hold a high position in the government and some of them were CEO and managing partners of big companies in j.a.pan. Imagined the scandalous news breaking to the world and ruined each of them. Not only it destroyed their life but it will also collapse the governing system and j.a.pan's economy.
The risk was too big for Madam Ara's shoulders and it made her realise she had no choice but to concede.
"Please... I beg you... I'll do anything you ask. Please..." Drops of tears ran down her cheeks and fell on the hands. She had no energy left to lift her head. Her mixed emotions between shame, anger, scare, and the most important she felt helpless. Madam Ara felt like she offended an empress and death was the only way out for her.
"You'll do anything? I don't want to force you." Kahina put a concerning acts mocking her.
"Yes! Anything!"
"Aww... you so nice but please stop crying. People will think I bullied you." She sneers enjoyed the desperate beg from Madam Ara.
Madam Ara immediately wiped her tears and forced a smile even if it obviously appears fakes but she can't displease Kahina.
"I will persuade Mr Anzo to put you on the list. I promise." She knew her words were impossible to achieve because the one she needs to persuade wasn't a normal person but an Oyabun of the Yakuza family. Don't even think about persuade, she only talked when she was allowed by him but it is not for today's problem to think about. She must make sure she could strike a deal with Kahina.
"You mean to put me on the list? Nah... I don't need that. I wouldn't put you in a bad situation. He will be my future father in law. I should never defy him. "
"Then what do you want me to do?" Now Madam Ara was confused. She thought Kahina wanted to be the bride for Touma but now she doesn't need it anymore.
"Just do your work as usual but you need to report me everything. Especially it is about the candidates. I want information in return for information. That's all."
Her voice stuck at the throat and her brain froze unable to process everything she heard. Madam Ara took a deep breath and exhaled it slowly. What with all the threat and blackmail if she just wanted to ask for information. Her eyes glistered with hope but it just only for a flash of time.
"Only information and you will destroy the pictures?"
"Destroyed? Don't be ridiculous. Of course, I'll keep it as a safe keeping."
Her face dropped and she felt like a bird with broken wings. No more sky to explore. No more freedom to breathe. She left with no choice but to accept her fate.
"Don't worry. As long as you know your stand, I will protect you. By the way, I had present for you. Silly me, I almost forget about it."
"Present?" Madam Ara can feel a stream of cold sweat on her spine. 'Another blackmail? How many dark secrets was she able to dig?'
Looking at Madam Ara pale face, Kahina swore if she slit Madam Ara's face, there will no trace of blood at all.
"Since you will be working for me, it is rude if I didn't give you anything in return."
Kahina handed another doc.u.ment to her and this time she was shocked again. It is a property under her name and the best part was it is a mansion. Madam Ara couldn't grasp what was Kahina's thinking. A moment ago she blackmailed her and now she gave her a mansion!
"What is the meaning of this, Miss Hinode?"
"It is just a token of appreciation of your future hard work. Plus, the place you enjoy your hobby was not safe anymore. I already equipped everything you need there and the security is a top notch. So, you can play to your heart content without worries."
"You gave me this... this... to protect me?"
When Madam Ara listened to her reason, she needed to stop the urge to puke blood. She wasn't a kid for Kahina to patronize her like that. The real reason was clear. Kahina wanted to keep her close as possible, so nothing she can do to escape neither can she betray her.
"Nah... Like I said. It is a token of my appreciation. Nothing more."
As soon as she finished her words, the waiter placed an aromatic beautiful dish in front of her. Kahina hurriedly took the knife and fork and enjoyed the dish while Madam Ara still glued her eyes to the paper on her hands.