Taming the Prickly Fox
About thirty minutes had passed.
Even with her arms and legs tightly bound, enduring the relentless torment of every tool across her entire body, Jisu’s eyes still burned with defiance.
When I gently stroked her cheek, she thrashed her head wildly, refusing to yield.
She still had plenty of fight left, it seemed.
I let my gaze drift over her body. The living artwork I had created covered her completely. Suction pads bristled with raised nubs on both nipples, pink rotors fixed firmly on top so the vibrations never stopped. A smaller pink rotor clung to her clitoris, and an electric dildo was buried deep inside her pussy, locked in place by a belt that ensured it would stay there.
I hadn’t bothered with a separate massager. There was a certain charm in simply watching her writhe.
“Mmmph!!”
“How does it feel? Good?”
“Hnnng… ahh…”
Tormenting her sides like this and studying every reaction was its own special kind of fun. I worked her lower belly over thoroughly, then briefly pulled the massager away to observe her.
Jisu panted harshly, glaring at me with eyes that looked ready to pierce straight through my body. That fierce spark told me her willpower was still very much intact.
Good. I had never wanted her to break easily anyway.
“Still glaring at me like that? You must have energy to spare.”
“Mmmph!!!”
“That’s it. That’s the look I want to see.”
I turned up the intensity on the electric dildo buried inside her. Jisu’s whole body began to shake even harder. She flailed her bound hands and feet desperately, trying to escape the pleasure, but the restraints held her completely helpless. It was adorable.
I watched quietly as her back suddenly arched like a drawn bow and violent tremors overtook her. Love juices sprayed from her pussy, splattering around the vibrating dildo. I smiled. At least she wouldn’t have to worry about getting dry and sore. Our Jisu was always so wonderfully wet—perfect for this kind of play.
I lowered the dildo’s intensity just a little. Her tremors eased slightly. I wanted to give her a momentary breather so she could regain some composure, but I didn’t stop the stimulation entirely. Building up the pleasure even during the brief rests would make the next orgasm hit her that much harder.
I planned to repeat this cycle about three more times.
“Haaah… mmm…”
“Getting a little more obedient now?”
“Mmm…”
After repeating the pattern of intense orgasms followed by short rests and then more intense orgasms, the look in Jisu’s eyes had definitely softened. Where there had once been pure resistance, now only fear and submission remained.
When I brought my finger to the switch and showed it to her, she shook her head violently. The desperate way she begged me with her eyes not to do it was almost heartbreaking.
It seemed like I could finally get the answer I wanted. I decided to remove the gag that had been muffling her mouth. It hadn’t quite been an hour yet, but close enough.
I switched off every toy attached to her body, then pulled the ball gag from her mouth.
“Well? Have you changed your mind?”
“Haaah…”
“You’d better speak quickly. I don’t have time to wait around.”
I spread my right hand open and began slowly folding my fingers one by one. Her face drained of color.
Come on, Jisu. Hurry. I won’t give you much time.
Whether you shout the safe word or declare yourself my bitch, just pick one already.
But Jisu didn’t utter a single word until I had completely closed my fist.
She still thought she could endure it?
“Fine. If that’s your choice.”
“Hnn?! N-no, I don’t want—mmph!!”
“This time it’s two hours.”
I shoved the ball gag back into her mouth and fastened it tightly so she couldn’t spit it out.
Alright, Jisu. Shall we begin again?
I was going to make her regret throwing away the chance I had given her.
“Try to endure these two hours. I’m going to step out and get some work done.”
“Mmmph?!”
I deliberately ignored her startled eyes, slipped a blindfold over them, and restarted every toy attached to her body.
This time I won’t control anything, Jisu.
I set every single toy to maximum power and decided I wouldn’t pay attention to whether she came or not. This was true endless forced orgasm.
Two hours was a finite time, but to her it would probably feel like an eternity.
I wondered if she could endure even this.
“Do your best, Jisu.”
I whispered so softly she couldn’t possibly hear, then left the room.
- Bzzzzzzzzz
“Mmmphhhhh!!!”
Another orgasm crashed over Jisu.
Her entire body burned. Her mind was flooded with pleasure. She had already lost count of how many times she had come. She could no longer even tell whether she was coming right now or not.
“Haaum!! Hnnng…”
The blindfold left her in total darkness. All she could hear were her own moans and the relentless buzzing of the rotors. The sensations from the toys tormenting her body had long since blurred together into one overwhelming wave.
Even if she wanted to escape this feeling, her limbs were bound so tightly she could do nothing. All she could do was drown in this hell of pleasure and scream.
Haru, where are you? Haru, are you there? Haru!
“Mmmphhhhh!!”
No…! I don’t want to come again… it’s too much…!
“Aaauum!!”
Yet another climax hit her. Jisu threw her head back and shook violently. She twisted her body desperately, trying to escape the pleasure, but every movement only drove the dildo deeper inside her, forcing even stronger sensations.
When the wave finally receded, the toys tormenting her began asserting themselves again. The electric dildo vibrating wildly and stirring up her insides, the rotor mercilessly attacking her swollen clitoris, the suction pads clinging to her nipples and teasing them without mercy—every device Haru had placed on her was slowly breaking her down.
Trapped in endless pleasure until she finally admitted she was nothing but a cheap bitch.
“Mmmphhhhh!!”
She twisted again as another orgasm claimed her. This time she prayed the belt holding the dildo would finally fail.
Unfortunately, it held firm, keeping the toy buried deep inside her. As the climax faded and she felt the dildo’s relentless thrusting again, she made up her mind.
She would declare herself a bitch slave and end this torment.
“Hnn…?”
Then something changed.
The dildo that had been mercilessly pounding her pussy suddenly slid out with a wet pop.
The dildo… came out…!
At first she thought the belt had finally slipped, but then a strong hand began fingering her and she realized that wasn’t the case.
“Mmmph!!”
“Looks like you’ve finally loosened up. I left you alone for thirty minutes and this is all it took?”
“Hnn…?”
The moment she heard Haru’s voice, relief washed over her—until his words sank in and her body began to tremble.
All the time she had endured had only been thirty minutes? She felt like at least an hour had passed. She couldn’t believe it had only been thirty minutes.
“Now endure the remaining hour and a half. I’m going back to work.”
“Mmmphhh!!”
Jisu shook her head frantically.
She would rather endure the torment while looking at Haru’s face. She didn’t care if he made her walk outside wearing only a collar and nothing else, or if he made her lift a leg and pee on a training pad right in front of him. Anything was better than coming alone in complete darkness.
“What? Do you have something to say?”
“Mmph!!”
“Oh? Then go ahead.”
The instant the gag was pulled from her mouth, Jisu spoke.
“I-I’ll be your bitch… so please don’t go…”
“Hmm? What was that?”
“I-I’ll be Master’s exclusive bitch slave… so please don’t leave me. Hnn…!”
She trembled and moaned mid-sentence. Haru’s fingers had slipped inside her pussy, probing every sensitive spot.
“Hii! Hyaah…!”
“That’s the wrong title. What should you call me?”
“Master…? Master!!”
“Good. Now say it again properly.”
“I-I am Master’s bitch slave! I am a bitch slave who obeys Master’s every command without question!”
“That’s right.”
Haru’s fingers pressed firmly against her weakest points. Her nipples and clitoris were already being tormented to the point of madness, and now his fingers attacked the places the dildo couldn’t reach. She couldn’t hold on anymore.
“Hnn! Haah…! I-I’m coming…!”
“Really? Then tell me exactly how you’re coming.”
“My nipples and clit are being tortured and… I’m coming from Master’s fingers…!”
“Then I’ll let you come.”
“Yesss! I’m coming…! I’m coming…!”
When Haru’s fingers pressed hard against her most sensitive spot, her back arched like a bow. All the juices she had been holding back gushed out at once as the most powerful orgasm she had ever felt tore through her. Her mind went completely white. When the pleasure finally released her, she slumped limply, tongue hanging out.
If Haru hadn’t lightly tapped her stomach after removing every toy, she might have actually passed out.
“Hnn…!”
“So? How does it feel to come properly from just Master’s fingers?”
“I-it’s good… It feels so good…”
“Hehe, good. You seem properly trained now.”
Haru’s satisfied chuckle reached her ears, and then the blindfold was finally removed. Having been trapped in darkness for so long, adjusting to the sudden light took a moment. After a while, she managed to open her eyes.
When she saw Haru looking down at her with a gentle smile, pure relief flooded her heart.
“You worked hard. You must have come nonstop while you were tied up for so long.”
“N-no… It’s because I did something wrong…”
“What did you do wrong?”
“This bitch slave who exists only for Master… disobeyed Master’s words and resisted…”
“That’s right. You understand well. Will you listen properly from now on?”
“Yesss…!”
“Good. If you disobey even once, I’ll tie you up and leave you for four hours next time, so keep that in mind.”
“Yes…! Hic!”
At Haru’s stern warning, a hiccup escaped Jisu’s lips. She was afraid of what orders he might give her, but what terrified her more was the thought of being left alone for four hours while every inch of her body was tormented. She would rather come from masturbating in front of him than climax endlessly in total darkness.
“Don’t be too scared. If you just listen well, that won’t happen.”
“Hic! Yes…”
“Shall we go wash up then? You’re covered in sweat.”
“Go wash up…?”
Surely the scene wasn’t ending here?
A flicker of worry crossed Jisu’s eyes. Of course she needed rest after being forced to orgasm so many times while restrained. But what she wanted wasn’t ordinary rest with Haru after the roleplay ended.
She wanted to remain under the control and care of the Master to whom she had devoted her body and soul. She wanted him to decide when she rested and when she served. She wanted to stay in the role of a perfectly obedient bitch slave.
Jisu wasn’t ready to leave that state yet.
“Oh, right. I have a present for you.”
“A present…?”
When Haru showed it to her, Jisu’s heart began to pound wildly. It was a collar meant to go around her neck. The inside was lined with soft fur, and the size could be adjusted freely. A ring with a black leash attached hung from the front, and the leash led to a handle held in Haru’s right hand.
The fact that he was offering it meant he wanted to continue the play.
“A bitch slave should naturally wear a collar, don’t you think?”
“Y-yes! That’s right…!”
“Then I’ll put it on you. Turn around.”
When Haru fastened the collar perfectly around her neck, Jisu’s heart raced uncontrollably. Once this collar was on, there was no escape. The soft lining kept it from hurting for now, but if Haru pulled the leash, her throat would tighten painfully. From now on, she could only move as he wished.
“W-with this on… I really feel like Master’s pet…!”
“Pet?”
“Yes…!”
“Is that so? To me, you don’t look like a pet at all…”
- Slap!
Haru gave her bottom a light smack.
“Eek!”
“You look like nothing but a perverted bitch slave who gets off on being spanked by her Master’s hand.”
“Hnn… haa…”
“Say it again. What are you?”
“I-I am a cheap bitch slave who comes from Master’s touch…! Hngh!”
- Slap!
Another smack made her tremble all over. The fact that her pussy leaked every time Haru spanked her was a secret she would never tell him.
“Good. Then let’s go wash up.”
“Hnn… Yesss…!”
She was about to head to the bathroom at Haru’s command when he suddenly yanked the leash, nearly making her fall. She looked up at him in confusion. He sighed.
“What do you think you’re doing right now?”
“M-Master. Did I do something wrong…?”
“Why is a bitch slave walking on two legs?”
“Ah…! I-I’m sorry!”
Jisu immediately dropped to all fours. She stretched her arms forward, planted her palms on the floor, and supported herself on her knees. In that position, she truly looked like a dog. Well, with the fox ears on her head, perhaps she looked more like a fox.
Haru observed her carefully, then nodded.
“I think we should add a tail.”
“A-a tail?”
“Yeah. I bought a fox tail anal plug this time. What do you think?”
“I-I like it…!”
“Good. That’s more fitting for a bitch slave. Shall we go wash up then?”
“Yesss…!”
Crawling on all fours as Haru led her, Jisu wore an ecstatic expression. What kind of commands would Master give her next?
Imagining all the filthy orders she would receive from him, eager anticipation began to bloom warmly in her heart.