Evelynn moved to snap the collar around Ahri's neck, but at the last moment the fox weakly raised two fingers to her lips. Evelynn paused and curiously quirked a brow as she observed the movement. What was this girl up to now? She was amused, taking a moment to sit back in a more neutral position and watch. This collar would utterly rob the fox girl of her free will, so it would cut Evelynn's own fun short as well to deny this last futile action so abruptly.

As she began to pull away, however, her mind filled with strange imagery. A charm, from Ahri's own lips, followed by hideous images of having the tables turned on her. The collar snapped around her own neck, and a lifetime subjected to the humiliation of being treated as the dog's dog. She shuddered, and shook away the mental image of such a grim future. A premonition? She watched as Ahri puckered her lips, acutely aware of the feeble showcase before her that she would've normally taken as a hollow threat.

No, she couldn't take the risk. She finished closing the collar around Ahri's neck. The kitsune yelped, throwing her head back as a lone spurt of cum erupted from her cock. A jolt of orgasmic pleasure was the finishing blow. She collapsed, face-first, onto the ground, in her own spunk and sweat, panting heavily.

"Aw, the poor bitch is tired," Evelynn mocked, placing a foot on Ahri's side and rolling her onto her back. She met eyes with the fox, but what gazed back was a dull emptiness behind the amber hues of the enslaved victim. Evelynn cackled, her cock throbbing at the sight. It always gratified her to see another broken victim, and one as stacked and curvy as this would provide her with hours of playtime before she got bored.

The longevity would largely be determined by just how much of Ahri's personality remained, however. The collar didn't strip away individualism, just willpower. Evelynn's favorite was always when her toys remained nice and feisty, despite willingly bouncing or sucking away on her cock. She could only pray that Ahri hadn't yet given up in her mental battle, despite being stripped of control physically, but only time would tell. The fox needed time to rest, and Evelynn would have to provide that for the time being. Not because she was feeling generous, but because the match was almost over. Ahri's team was victorious, perhaps, but Evelynn was the true winner here.

The world faded around them as they emerged at Evelynn's destination. The details of transportation when exiting the rift were always fuzzy, mostly due to being written out of the canon, but a gateway led them back to the city that Evelynn presently had made her home in. It was a grimy place, located deep in the heart of Bilgewater, but it was easy to run rampant and do all the things she pleased without being watched too closely in such a lawless city. People from all walks of life traveled through here, giving her a nice selection of variety too. She lived in and visited many places, the wanderlust burning within her not letting her settle down too long when there were so many places to see and victims to torture, but for now she was content to lurk about the seedy streets of the port town for a time.

"Come along, doggy," Evelynn snapped her fingers as Ahri hesitated. For now her fun entailed dragging the fox through public walkways on all fours. She herself wasn't much more dignified, given that she began to walk with a full on hard-on jutting out and bobbing with the swaying of her wide hips from side to side. Yet she did it proudly, knowing that her body was hot and her cock was huge. She invited the awkward stares.

Ahri's hands and knees carried her forward in pursuit despite a timid expression on her face, unable to disobey the command, her pale figure completely bare under the watchful eye of the pedestrians that lined the streets on either side of their duo. Some drunkards catcalled, others shielded the eyes of nearby children and loved ones. A few boners were popped, and a few of the more dignified turned their heads the other way without a single word. A man and a woman soon crossed Evelynn's path, the obviously upper-class couple sporting humored grins.

"What a cute dog! What breed is it?" The haughty woman asked with a chortle, bending over to pet Ahri on the head. Ahri's face burned red, gazing back at the smug stranger.

"Oh, don't let her fool you," Evelynn began. She lifted a foot and placed her heel on the fox's back, setting Ahri a bit unsteady as she uncomfortably supported the weight applied to her spine. "She's a filthy mutt. A total bitch." She casually spoke, starting to grind and dig her heel in. "Speak for them. Go on," she demanded, starting to apply further force behind her foot.

"A... Arf! Arf, arf!" Ahri whimpered, her fluffy white tail bowing between her legs. Though she acted shy a raging erection twitched between her thighs and threatened to burst at any moment, any touch at the hands of her mistress like electricity tingling through her nerves and hitting all the right spots. Even the pain was reinterpreted by her body as agonizing bliss.

"What an obedient bitch she is," the woman remarked with a broad grin, scratching Ahri under the chin. Her tail began to wag on reflex, but it quickly stopped when she realized that she didn't have to succumb to the touch of strangers. She could retain some form of dignity, however small a scrap.

"I do my best to teach bitches like her their place," Evelynn remarked, removing her foot and starting to walk past the couple. Ahri didn't move immediately, inaction met with a harsh yank on her collar pulling her forward and a yelp escaping her lips as she stumbled. She scrambled to move, leaving behind a trail of spunk on the dirty ground. That tug was all it took to push her over the edge and burst, her tongue hanging from her lips as she panted and struggled to keep some semblance of composure. Laughter and hollers pursued her as they left the crowd behind.

The rest of the walk was as uneventful as such a scene could be, given the circumstances, eventually arriving at a mansion. There was no sign of life inside, as Evelynn rarely needed the servitude of such things as maids or butlers - not that she had the money to hire such help or the legal rights to the place. She wasn't home much, but now that she was she would have all the companionship she needed. They made their way into the den and Evelynn locked the door behind them.

"Stand up, you disgusting pig," Evelynn demanded, pulling up on the leash. Ahri quickly climbed to her feet, her hands and knees dirty and gross, obediently posturing herself with her arms at her sides. Evelynn pondered what to do next for a moment. She could have all the fun she wanted from here on out. She reached out and grabbed one of the fox's breasts, toying with the creamy flesh of the sizable mound harshly. "You have such a slutty body, it's really a wonder that nobody else has raped and broken you already," she taunted, suddenly slapping the girl's breast and watching it wobble. Ahri whimpered, and her cock twitched.

Evelynn, with leash firmly in hand, began to drag Ahri back towards a nearby chair. The demoness took her seat, claiming her throne, and gestured for Ahri to kneel before her. She quickly fell to her knees, her throbbing length jutting up between her legs and shamelessly leaking pre-cum. It was uncontrollable.

"God, you're pathetic," Evelynn laughed, slipping off one of her heels and placing her bare foot square across Ahri's face. "Lick." She ordered, her demand met with the sensation of a tongue almost immediately caressing her sole and two hands delicately grasping her by the ankle. Evelynn kicked one of those hands away. "No! No hands, just tongue," she reiterated, before pushing that foot against Ahri's face once more with force that couldn't quite be considered a kick but wasn't able to be called gentle either. She obliged again, letting her hands remain in her lap as she dragged her tongue along the length of Evelynn's dainty foot, coating the silky soft skin of the underside with a thin layer of drool.

Evelynn now removed the heel on her other foot and placed it along the underbelly of Ahri's cock, catching the swollen head between her toes and grinding it flat against the fox's toned stomach. Evelynn leaned back and to the side, resting her chin on her fist as she watched her pet lap away at her foot. A half-smile across her lips, she was visibly amused.

"Hm?" Her forming grin was quickly exchanged for a scowl once she felt the prick under her foot starting to swell and spasm. "Did I say you could cum on my foot?" She clamped down, showing some level of expertise with her toes as she formed a vice around the spongy head, denying the spunk exit from the tip. Ahri whined and started to grow restless as her cum began to back up, failing to ejaculate. Her toes curled and her licking became more frantic, trying to appease her mistress. A pathetic stream of the seed oozing from the cusp of the fox's shaft when it could, but not enough to satisfy her.

"I'm sorry mistress. Please!" Ahri cried, half-slurring her words, her face burning red. Evelynn rolled her eyes and sighed, feigning disinterest despite how much she delighted and tingled at those words. Being called mistress always hit just the right buttons for her.

"I suppose," she consented, un-pinching her toes and letting spunk spout out in a powerful eruption all over her foot. Pathetic arches shot out with hardly any force, the orgasm long passed, but there was more jizz than ever. She pressed and squeezed out every drop by stepping against the underside of length, grinding against it harshly, milking Ahri's cock for what it was worth, and then swapped feet once she decided she was done. Now the foot glazed with pearly goo was shoved in the kitsune's face, and it needed no instruction to be cleaned. Ahri began to lick every inch of it spotless, including the creases between the toes, until Evelynn was momentarily satisfied.

"Good girl," Evelynn squealed, placing her feet on the ground and spreading her legs. "You deserve a reward! Come." She yanked on the leash, Ahri yelping as she was tugged face-first into her mistress' cock. The warm, pulsating beast laid across her face, a heavy scent of dried seed and a bit of sweat filling her nostrils. She sniffed, her sensitive nose getting a full-on whiff of the degrading scent, a bit of pre-cum dripping onto her hair from above. "Suck." The command was firm, and Ahri began to go for the crown. Evelynn yanked on the collar again, pulling Ahri's face right back down into the base of the shaft. "No. The balls, slut," Evelynn growled, wriggling her hips and grinding the girl's nose right into those heavy orbs.

Ahri weakly nodded and wrapped her lush lips around one of the demoness' heavy orbs, starting to suckle on it while dragging her tongue over the surface of the sack. They were smooth and large, far too big for her to properly fit in her mouth. It was more like she was making out with them, which she did to the best of her ability, fully tasting the sheen of sweat that she'd gotten the scent of. Salty, but she couldn't get enough. She moaned softly, eyelids fluttering shut as she passionately began to nurse on the woman's swollen cum-tanks. Evelynn groaned softly, surprised by the intensity of the act, but pleased altogether.

"Such a look suits you, bitch," Evelynn purred, idly toying with her cock. With just her finger on the tip, she tilted it back and then let it spring forward to smack Ahri in the face with some force. This repeated for several long minutes while she admired how eagerly Ahri was tending to her sack. "I could sit here having you do this all day until your tongue was dry, but..." Evelynn trailed off, pressing her index finger against the back of her shaft to rub the underside against Ahri's face. "It's about time you worship the rest of it, hm?" She suggested with a sultry grin. Her other hand moved to intertwine fingers with Ahri's dark locks, peeling the girl's face away from the package and holding her head aloft.

"Hahh..." Ahri panted softly, tongue outstretched and eyes slightly glazed over. She was a slave to pleasure first and foremost now, exactly what Evelynn wanted to see. The demoness bounced her length off of the girl's tongue a few times, strands of seed flinging over her face, before pushing the tip between Ahri's eager cock-suckers and watching them happily seal around the girth. Evelynn began to thrust, not very deep yet, merely moving the head back and forth over the tongue as it eagerly slithered and caressed the underside of the meaty crown. She began to move in at an angle, pushing the tip against the inside of Ahri's cheek and slightly bulging it out with each thrust, starting to move with more aggression as she admired the view of the distortion of her plaything's face.

While keeping Ahri's head firmly held in place, she used her alternate hand to slap the outside of the lump in the girl's cheek. Not particularly hard slaps, but several small ones that made the fox wince repeatedly. Then Evelynn pulled out, letting her grip go and sitting back in her seat.

"Now get me off," she instructed, placing her hands on her thighs and slightly rubbing them as if in invitation. "But... You can only use your tongue. I want you to really familiarize yourself with the taste and shape of my cock," she chuckled tauntingly, moving a hand to the base of her shaft and slightly waving it about. Ahri nodded and leaned forward, placing her tongue at the hilt and starting to lap at the underside of the length in dutiful worship. Her tongue slowly made its way to the very tip, where she explored the glans and gently swirled around them, cleaning the head of pre-cum in the process. Evelynn cooed softly, always pleased by attention to such a sensitive weak point.

"Hnng..." Ahri softly groaned, dipping her head to the side of the prick and starting to plant gentle kisses around the base. Technically not what was ordered, Evelynn figured, but she would save punishment for this for later. Those delightfully soft smooches trailed all the way from bottom to top again, where she once more began to circle her tongue around the tip. This wet teasing was enough to make Evelynn shudder, running a hand through the fox's hair and pulling her face in closer.

"Gah, fuck it," she remarked. In a single motion she slipped the tip of her dick between the girl's lips and forced herself balls-deep down Ahri's throat. Seconds elapsed into minutes, and Evelynn showed no signs of relenting. Ahri squirmed, her tongue writhing against the underbelly, drool bubbling around the girth and seeping down her chin and Evelynn's sack. She gagged and choked violently, quickly succumbing to oxygen deprivation. All the while her mistress failed to give a single fuck, chuckling lightly at the reaction. Ahri had been enjoying herself too much. Simply being eagerly obedient just wasn't doing it for her. It was too soft and too... Boring. She wanted the fox to suffer.

So she held onto the girl's head until she could feel those flailing motions start to slowly dwindle down to a pathetic trembling, finally releasing her hold on the girl's head and letting her come up for air. She gasped and whimpered, eyes wide in terror for what could-have-been and mascara rolling down her cheeks. Evelynn grunted as she swiftly jerked her shaft, promptly blowing a thick, hot load all over that exasperated expression with a howl of delight. Much better! She bucked her hips into her own grip as she emptied ropes of her jizz all over her toy's face.

When it was all said and done, Ahri reached up to begin wipe away the seed strung over her long eyelashes. Evelynn growled and slapped her cheek, causing her to recoil and tenderly rub the reddening sore spot on her face.

"No! You're going to walk around with that on your face all day," Evelynn fiercely instructed. "If you behave, maybe I'll let you wash it off, you stupid bitch." Ahri's eyes went downcast, massaging her cheek silently. "Repeat what I just said back to me. I need to make sure you understand." Evelynn leaned forward and cupped the underside of Ahri's chin, squeezing the sides of the girl's face together to force a pucker.

"If... If I behave, maybe you'll let me wash it off..." Ahri stammered, a glimmer of fear in her eyes. Evelynn didn't look happy with this answer, squeezing a little harder until her nails began to uncomfortably dig into her plaything's skin.

"All of it. With more emotion. And you're to refer to me as your mistress, you dumb slut, if that wasn't already clear," she growled, never breaking eye contact in order to effectively establish that she was dominant here. There was no mutuality, it was about her and what she wanted. Ahri was just a cum-rag.

"I-if I behave, maybe my mistress will let me wash it off! I'm a stupid bitch!" Ahri yelped. Evelynn's aggravated scowl slowly faded into a content smile, moving to pet the kitsune on the head.

"Good girl," she giggled in an abrupt change in tone, before planting a gentle kiss on Ahri's wet lips. Ahri didn't immediately return the kiss, but slowly found herself leaning into the heavenly soft lips of her mistress. Her body just couldn't resist, even if her mind was plagued with doubts and concerns now. It would only get rougher from here, and though she had free use of her words she didn't dare to use them to disobey. Who knew what Evelynn was capable of, as a woman - no, as a monster - with such a wicked mind and no empathy?

Evelynn broke the kiss and licked her lips, silently studying Ahri's body for a long moment. It was impossible to tell what she was thinking, a likely infinite number of ideas and plots running through her mind as she observed the curvaceous figure of her plaything. She stood from her chair and hauled Ahri by the leash onto her own feet, deciding to go for another walk.

"I'm bored already. Come," Evelynn ordered, walking towards the door. Ahri trailed close behind, staying quiet in fear that she would be made to crawl the streets as a dog again. Fortunately Evelynn did not order such a command as they walked back into town, though she was still marked with cum and totally naked. "That cum on your face means that you're my property, and that's my way of marking you. If anyone asks, that's what you're to tell them," she remarked with a careless laugh. As if the leash wasn't evidence enough.

They eventually reached the main portion of the town, once more all eyes falling on the totally naked duo in a blatantly obvious mistress and pet relationship of a sort. They headed straight for the docks, where Evelynn quickly had located several rows of stockades awaiting them. The sight had Ahri's heart pounding anxiously as she came to the realization of what would be coming next, her mistress eagerly dragging her along without pause. There was no doubt, Evelynn's eyes on the prize as they quickly approached. She swung one of the wooden structures open, gesturing towards it.

"Get in," Evelynn instructed plainly. Several sailors were already eyeing the scene curiously. Ahri obeyed, her body moving on its own despite the burning desire in her mind to make a run for it. She bent forward, ass boldly in the air, and placed her neck and wrists in the wooden bondage. It latched and locked, and Evelynn tossed the key into a pile of rubbish off to the side. "Good. I just need one more thing, now..." She trailed off as she stepped away, searching for and quickly locating a slab of wood with a rope to hang around it. They were often inscribed with general reasons for punishment in this manner, public humiliation, but Evelynn flipped one over that said "thief" on its face and began to carve into it with her claw.

By the end, as she hung it around Ahri's neck, it rather neatly said "50G per use".  Simple enough, and rather self-explanatory as she was naked and already coated in one layer of cum. It was a rather steep price, however, but that was her intention. She didn't just want anyone coming up and using her pet. Ahri was hers, after all, and she didn't like sharing, especially not with disgusting sailors and pirates. The added humiliation of simply having a price written was, however, sure to make her plaything squirm in dread at the mere thought of it, and that was exactly what she wanted out of the girl.

"I think I'll do the honors of being your first customer, too," Evelynn remarked. The whole thing was really just a setup for her to fuck Ahri in the ass in front of a bunch of people, really. She hoisted one leg up on a nearby box and grasped the base of her shaft firmly in hand, aligning the tip with Ahri's asshole. She prodded and teased the swollen head against the rim, threatening penetration, Ahri whining softly from the mere sensation.

Evelynn's lips curled into a grin as she slowly slid herself inside, a satisfying squelch of her length impaling the clenched hole like music to her ears. She pushed in about halfway down her shaft before beginning to thrust, leaning over the jiggly ass of the kitsune and giving one of those doughy cheeks a firm swat. Ahri yelped, immediately drawing a few more pairs of eyes to the scene. The sight of a demoness woman fucking a kitsune in the stockades in plain sight under broad daylight wasn't something that commonly happened in these parts, though it wasn't the strangest thing to ever occur. A small crowd slowly started to build up, sailors slacking off from their work as they admired Evelynn's form as she pounded Ahri's ass.

By now she was balls deep, her sack smacking against Ahri's from behind, deep thrusts of her thick girth stretching the fox's pucker thoroughly and abusing her prostate. If getting drilled by such a fat cock wasn't already enough to drive Ahri wild, the collar around her neck only intensified this tenfold. With ease she had been reduced to a moaning and howling mess, eyes half-lidded and her tongue hanging from her parted lips. She was practically drooling, and her own length was already prepared to shoot a load all over the dirty ground as it pathetically flopped and dangled there. Another smack to her bubble butt caused a full rope of pre-cum to spurt out, to which the sailors chuckled in admiration of the sight.

Evelynn had tuned them out entirely, focused intently on her task of clapping the doughy cheeks of her slutty bitch of a pet. One hand grasped the fox's tail by its base and yanked harshly on it every few thrusts, each time causing Ahri to throw her head back with a yelp. Despite the seeming pain it caused her another strand of spunk would erupt from her erect length, each time without fail. She had been manipulated with ease by her mistress into a state of almost perpetual orgasm. The power of the collar once mixed with her owner gracing her with a firm dicking up the ass was far too strong for her feeble mind. She felt as if she was melting, knees buckling and body trembling, thankful for the stockades as they held her aloft.

"You're such a - nng! - slut, you know that right?" Evelynn growled as began to slam away with gradually increasing intensity. She only pulled back three or four inches at a time before her hips would shove themselves right up against the pale flesh of Ahri's cheeks once more, which were growing red from the force of Evelynn's pelvis bouncing with a loud 'clap' off of them each time she bottomed out at a steady tempo. "You're so shamelessly shooting your load all over the ground just from getting fucked in the ass, in front of all these people. You're a whore! Just an animal who wants to be bred!" She groaned and grunted, Ahri growing red in the face from the insults.

Yet the fox's eyes were wide in undeniable bliss, the face of someone experiencing the high of an experience akin to drugs. This would likely be subsequently followed by a strong addiction to these dickings, and withdrawals too, which Evelynn would inevitably slowly begin to deprive the poor girl of until she was utterly broken and unable to do anything but beg for another chance to ride the her mistress' cock. A harsh fate that Evelynn had set her down the path of, who awaited this future with glee.

"Say it!" Evelynn demanded, delivering another yank on the fox's tail. "Say that you're nothing more than a depraved slut! A whore for your mistress' cock!" She instructed firmly. Ahri howled and writhed, rattling the stockades as she twisted in pleasure that was unrivaled by any experience she'd ever known.

"I'm a depraved slut for my mistress' cock! I'm a whore and a bitch!" Ahri exclaimed. She was met with multiple sailors letting out a rowdy cry of amusement, a few even applauding and cheering for just how impressive of a job Evelynn had done in training her pet.

Evelynn grunted with a few final thrusts, slamming herself to the hilt one last time before letting herself finally cum. She painted the fox's insides a pearly white with a flood of her hot spunk filling the hole to the brim, until it leaked out to meet Ahri's dangling cock and trickled along the hanging shaft before eventually dripping into the ground to mix with the fox's own spunk. She had been pumped and stuffed with what she considered to be the pinnacle of ecstasy, her mind numb and her thoughts long gone in the wake of this experience. She no longer noticed the sailors gathered around at a safe distance, only the sensation of her twitching pucker as Evelynn withdrew with a wet 'pop'. She ached for more, but the demoness was done for now.

"Mmf, I've got a few good uses of this ass before I get bored of it," Evelynn remarked, giving Ahri a final smack before stepping up onto the crate she'd used for leverage and taking a seat on Ahri's back. She crossed one leg over the other, the kitsune forced to support her mistress' weight with wobbly knees. Evelynn wasn't particularly heavy, but Ahri found herself struggling to even stay conscious at the moment.

Evelynn leaned back and closed her eyes to enjoy a moment of peace after dumping such a satisfying load, but her attention was drawn towards the crowd as a clamor arose. The crowd had split to two sides, and walking straight through this parting was a buxom woman with long red locks and two pistols at her sides. Her broad hips swayed as she approached, a small bag slung over her shoulders. There was a smirk across her glossy lips, her smoky eyes sizing Evelynn up as the thudding of her boots drew closer.

"Sarah Fortune," Evelynn calmly greeted, a half-smile dancing across her lips in amusement. The respected pirate hunter herself, Evelynn's lecherous gaze admired the woman's body with a wolfish glimmer in her eyes. She would do many things to have a shot at using the woman's tits especially, and those lips were also oh-so inviting. She found her cock twitching, aching to have a go with the fiery redhead. Regrettably, she knew that it wouldn't be coming anytime soon. Some women were hard to prey upon, unlike Ahri.

"Evelynn," Sarah acknowledged the demoness with a nod. She set down the burlap sack on narrow surface of the stockade. It jingled. Evelynn leaned forward and picked the rope that tied it shut apart, gazing inside. Sure enough, there was enough gold to feed a family for weeks. "I saw the commotion and decided to come check it out. I'm glad I did," she chuckled, kneeling down before Ahri and gently caressing the fox's cheek. "You sure did a number on her, didn't you?" She laughed, admiring the sight of the girl's expression still twisted in euphoric bliss.

"I do my best," Evelynn remarked, taking out one of the gold coins and examining it. It was real, but there was no doubt about that. Sarah was in a very, very profitable line of work. Straddling the line between the same lawlessness that the pirates she pursued embraced and a certainly seedy side of legality, there was quite a pretty penny to be made in pursuing bounties. "So, you want a go with my slut's throat?" Evelynn asked as she put the coin back in its place, getting up off of her throne atop Ahri's trembling back.

"Well I certainly didn't come here to stand around and look at her ass, now did I?" Sarah sarcastically remarked, standing up and pressing her hips forward to grind the growing bulge in her leather pants against the side of Ahri's face. "Though, she does have a pretty nice ass. You do know how to pick your playthings, hm?" She went on the praise, glancing over at the fox's backside with a hunger of her own.

"I can never tell with you Bilgewaters," Evelynn responded with a chuckle.