Chapter 6

“So…,” I started without knowing how to breach the subject without sounding desperate.

“So…,” Rika echoed, the edge of her lips curling into a smile as she sipped her tea.

She finished the tea. Set the bowl down and held her hand out to me. I took her hand. She squeezed affectionately, then leaned over to kiss me. The kiss was tender and soft and full of wanting. I leaned into her kiss and breathed her in. She smelled like lilac. She tasted so, so sweet.

After the kiss, she retreated into an upright posture.

“Do you want to finish the test?”

“I was hoping that was your answer.”

I felt she meant not in what I said but how I said it. Timidly. Yearningly.

She stood up and beckoned me to stand. I stood. She took my hand and guided me to the living room, taking my purse from me.

“If we proceed, you will wear your collar and address me as mistress. You have your collar, don’t you?”

“It’s in the purse.”

She pursed her lips. Raised a stern eyebrow. Knowing what that look meant, I corrected myself. “It’s in the purse, mistress.”

Her face relaxed, and she nodded. She zipped the purse open and peered inside.

“That’s my good pet,” she said as she pulled the collar out.

Hearing her call me her pet put tingles down my spine. My toes curled up. My pussy began to tighten up. Moisture seeped out like it was a sponge being squeezed. I’ve fantasized for so long about this. Now it was a reality. She was my mistress now. I was her pet. How far I had fallen. How good the fall felt so far. How excited I was to fall even more.

She took the collar out, placed my purse on a countertop then came to me to put the collar around my neck. She cinched it tight, then buckled it shut.

“There you are. How does that feel, pet?”

It really did feel good. It felt better than it had ever felt before because she had put it on me.

“Good. Now just one more thing.”

She reached within her kimono and produced a leather leash. “To reign you in should you be tempted to misbehave again.”

She clipped it to the metal ring at the front of my collar and let the length of it fall. It was a rather short leash. She yanked on it, causing me to stumble forward.

“Now we can start,” she said with a grin. “Come, pet.”

With the leash, she led me to a painted wooden wall and slid it open to reveal a large secret garden. Lanterns and maple trees. Maple leaves littered the manicured gravel. In the garden’s center was a steaming onsen bath fed water from a bamboo chute containing a shishi-odoshi clapper. A covered pathway cut through the middle of the garden, past the steaming onsen, to a part of the house that was separated from the rest.

“And now, my pet, you get to see my playroom.”

She led me on the covered pathway to the other part of the house and slid the rice door open to reveal a tatami-covered room. I gasped at what I saw.

Coils of rope hung on the walls, and an assortment of tools that I couldn’t identify but seemed like things farmers might use to reap rice from a paddy or drive an ox to plow a wheat field. Hanging from the rafters was a curious rigging with an arrangement of pulleys and tackles. I didn’t know what that thing or anything else I saw could be for, but I did know what those things meant this place was. This was a BDSM sex dungeon.

She led me by the leash to the center of the room by the leash. “Let’s take off your clothes, pet,” she said. She walked behind me to unzip my dress and slid it off my body. Next, she unclipped my bra and flung it in the same general direction. The air was cold, causing goosebumps and the hair on my skin to rise. She turned me around and studied my now naked breasts. She ran her hands over them. Her hands were cold, causing me to flinch.

“Mmm, those look fun. Perky and pink,” she remarked. “I cannot wait to play with them.”

“You can play with them whenever you want, mistress.”

“Of course I can, pet. I do not need you to tell me that.”

Her voice was stern. The same sort of tone I might use to chastise an intern.

“Sorry, mistress,” I replied.

“Show me insubordination again, and I will punish you.”

I couldn’t help but grin with giddiness. My whole body trembled. I couldn’t wait to see what she had in store for me.

“Now, take off your panties.”

She watched cross-armed while I slid my panties off. I hadn’t shaved in a while, so my bush was unkempt. I was somewhat embarrassed by it, but Rika didn’t seem to mind. She looked at it hungrily. Oh, how I wanted her to do whatever she wanted to it. I was so wet.

“Now then. Let’s recap. You passed three tests quite splendidly but failed the fourth miserably. Yet you must pass the fourth test. No exceptions. But don’t worry, I will help you through it. You just need to do as I say. Now, pet, get on your hands and knees.”

I did as I was told. Obediently, I went down, watching her attentively for further instruction, feeling growing anxiety about what was to come.

She went to one of the cabinets and pulled out that dreaded shape scarred into my memory. The foxtail.

She dangled it playfully in front of my face, holding it by the metal tear-drop plug, letting the white tip of it tickle my nose. I sneezed. Rika laughed delightfully.

“You didn’t think you’d escape it, did you?”

“Admittedly, I had an inkling I did,” I replied nervously. “Any chance we do something else for my fourth test?”

“I’m afraid not. I chose this tail especially for you. It fits you so perfectly. See how the tail is red, just like the color of your hair? This is the most important phase of the trial. Once the tail is successfully a part of you, then you will be Jen no more but Kitsune. My Kitsune.”

Rika scoffed. “What? This? This is rookie stuff. Don’t worry, my little pet. It can be painful, but only for a little while. It’ll be inside you in a jiffy. That’s what you need to do to prove your worth. Trust me, the reward will be worth it. You do want to be Kitsune, don’t you?”

I had long forgotten the reason I had agreed to do the tests in the first place. That night we had sex. I sucked on her tit and was shocked to receive milk. Her milk was the mystery I had originally aimed to solve. But I had become so caught up in the pleasure of the journey that I had forgotten about the destination. The milk was how it started but now, I wanted this as well. I wanted to be her Kitsune.

“Yes, mistress,” I answered.

“That’s a good girl. Now, before I put it inside you, I’ll ensure you’re nice, warmed up, and nicely lubricated first. Then it’ll go in smooth as butter.”

She crouched down and planted a tender kiss on my lips. Then a kiss on my neck and my shoulder. Each kiss drove me crazy because of my already heightened senses. Her kimono had fallen open, giving me a glimpse of her gorgeous tits and a sneak peek of her soft black bush.

“Now, lay down on your back,” she said.

She continued kissing my body when I was down on the soft tatami mat. She kissed my stomach, then my hairy mound. I felt her hot breath against my clit, then the warm tip of her tongue.

“You like that, pet?”

It had been too long since I had her tongue on me. Much too long.

Her tongue lapped my clit again and again. The shishi-odoshi clapper clapped. Tok Tok Tok!

My moan echoed through the garden. Rika went down to my labia, sticking her tongue deep inside me and farther down. Past my labia to my perineal, and then to my…

“Oh no. Woah! No, no, NO!” I squealed. I squirmed and bucked her off me. Her tongue had grazed my anus.

She craned her neck up at me and scowled. “What do you mean no? You are my pet. I will do to you what I wish, and now I wish to prepare you for the foxtail.”

“C-can’t we just, um, use some actual lube? I really don’t like how that feels.”

Rika shrugged. “Do you want to be my Kitsune?”

“Then you will enjoy what I do to you.”

She put her head between my legs again assertively, and I felt her tongue press again against my asshole. I squealed. My body quivered like a thousand volts coursed through it. Rika’s warm tongue was the electricity. My ass was the lightning rod.

“You’ll be primed for the tail in no time,” she said.

Getting used to the shock of Rika’s tongue was like jumping into a cold pool. Once I got used to it, I started to enjoy her tongue down there. I moaned loudly. My body slowly rose towards the climax. She could bring me to orgasm by licking my ass if she wanted to. But I knew that wasn’t the plan.

Tok Tok Tok! went the bamboo clapper. Rika stopped licking.

“And now it’s time,” she said.

She put the metal tip of the butt plug against my mouth.

“Give it some extra lubrication,” Rika said.

“Open your mouth,” she demanded sternly.

So, I opened my mouth, and she popped it in like a strawberry, and I sucked on it, making sure to get as much of my spit on it as possible.

“There we go. Better get it all lubed up. It’s going inside your tight little hole next.”

And then, when she had deemed I had sucked on it enough, she popped it out of my mouth.

“You’re going to love this, my pet. I promise.”

She kissed me on the cheek before shuffling over to station herself between my parted legs again.

I shut my eyes. My asshole clenched nervously. A light touch made me flinch. It was her finger, tracing around the hole.

She pressed it in a bit. I felt a burst of pain.

“Oh, you are really tight! Have you ever had anything up there before?”

“No mistress,” I murmured.

“I see. Well, the best advice I can give you, pet, is to relax. It’ll be over soon.”

“I’m sorry, but I don’t know if I can,” I said through clenched teeth.

Rika shrugged. “We’ll just have to see, won’t we?”

Next, I felt the smooth metal tip. First, she traced small circles around with the tip to ease into the opening just like she had with her finger. Then she pressed it slowly in. It went in like a spearhead.

“Oh f-fuck!” I whimpered.

“Shush! That’s only the tip. Just relax.”

She pressed harder. Pain jolted me. My thighs quivered. My asshole stretched wider than it had ever stretched before.

My asshole continued stretching wider and wider. Pain continued shooting through me. She kept going. It felt endless until, all at once, my asshole swallowed it up. And then I relaxed and breathed out loudly.

Tok Tok Tok! Went the clapper.

“And there we have it. That’s my good girl. Congratulations. You passed the test. Now you are no longer Jen. Now you are Kitsune.”

I looked down and saw the tail sprouting from my ass.

She tugged on the tail a couple of times. I yelped.

“How does it feel, Kitsune?”

To be completely honest, I wasn’t sure if it felt good or not. I was too numbed by the pain. I could only feel that it filled me, and that it stretched the walls of my asshole. But I did know that it felt good to be called Kitsune. It felt good to pass the final test.”

“You have been a very good Kitsune. You proved your worth.”

She kissed me once between the legs, then crawled up my body, placed her chin between my breasts, and looked up into my eyes with a wide grin.

“So now, I will give you your reward.”

She sat up and straddled me by my hips, and let her kimono fall loose from her shoulders, fully revealing her beautiful breasts to me. She smiled with that mischievous smile.

“You wanted to know why I produce milk, Kitsune. Well, here’s the reason. It’s very simple. I am a loving mother to my pets. If they ask for milk, I give it to them.”

She squeezed one of her tits around the areola. Like a small pearl, a white bud formed on the tip of her nipple. She squeezed harder, and the bud grew larger, then streamed down her body. She squeezed again, and more milk came out in thin streams. Droplets splattered against my face. Rika giggled delightedly. She wiped a finger against a white stream that went down the side of my cheek then put her finger in her mouth.