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Naughty Nights and Kinky Tales Story #7
A spooky story of Aya Kitsunekuroi by We’re All Mad Here
In the land of Ienotochi, there is a range of great peaks known as the Fox Mountains. Nestled within those lands is the Temple of the Golden Fox.
It was there that I came to reside as a small child. I was raised in the temple walls and taught the ways of the Golden Fox teachings, ultimately to prepare me either as a temple guardian or as a wandering champion to help protect and defend the weaker villages from the many monsters that plague my homeland.
When an acolyte reaches a certain stage in her training, she is expected to set forth from the Temple – unarmed – and perform a task as designated by the senior priestesses.
The test is one of wit, guile, resourcefulness, and remembering the lessons taught in the Temple.
I was sent forth to the north, amid the wilder forests and crags of a part of Ienotochi known as the Hills of Monsters. It was said that most of the streams had kappa waiting to seize any maiden who drank from rivers and kitsune who would seduce travelers and transform them into their love-slaves. It was said…
Elspeth, stop that and pay attention!
It was said that yokai ghosts and large-nosed tengu also prowled the lands to take the unwary.
The worst, it was said, were the oni.
Oni are like what you call trolls and ogres in these lands. They are large monsters with horned heads, sometimes a third eye, and are often with red or orange skins. They wield great kanabo clubs of spiked iron. They slay warriors with their clubs and take maidens for their carnal pleasures.
Evie, the same holds true of you. Stop that and pay attention!
I set forth from the temple with the clothes on my back, a pack with supplies, and a small knife. I had not yet earned the right to bear and wield a sword in public. Despite this, I did not fear for my safety. The Temple had taught me well.
I journeyed from village to village. As a Temple acolyte, I was usually treated with respect and given a warm, dry place to stay. Occasionally I would encounter ruffians who believed a woman alone to be a target.
I disabused them of that notion.
I shall not bore you with the details of my journey. I encountered lustful creatures that tried many times to have their way with me. Those details are irrelevant to this tale.
Aly? Aly? You seemed distracted.
Anyway, after putting my Temple training to great use, I arrived at my destination: the Hills of Monsters. My instruction was to retrieve a great treasure stolen by a terrible oni. His name was Akaibo, which translates in your language to ‘Red Rod’.
Bree? You’re choking. Are you okay? Oh good. I shall continue.
The sun was low in the sky when I found Akaibo’s lair. Being, for all intents and purposes, unarmed, I was forced to sneak into the lair. Akaibo, it seemed, was a chieftain among the oni, who come in many shapes and sizes. The sentries themselves were quite small, standing no higher than my hip, which I hoped meant they were of lesser physical ability. I knew the larger and more capable ones would be inside.
Still, I was not there for battle. I was there on a mission.
I crept past the sentries and into the oni’s fortress, a looming and ancient castle lit ominously with blazing torches amid the many dark shadows of the vile lair. I used the dark shadows as best I could to hide as I made my way through the castle, seeking my goal.
What was that, Tia? My goal? I’m getting to that.
Akaibo’s throne room in the castle was a shrine to debauchery of the most decadent sort. Ah, I knew that would get the attention of most of you! Yes, there were sculptures and paintings showing perversions that, frankly, made me blush.
I was keen to be away from this place, lest I wind up experiencing more than I bargained for. And so I searched for the item I was sent to retrieve.
And in so doing, I was most careless.
I had no sooner started my investigation of the throne room when powerful hands seized me. The personal guard of Akaibo, oni who were much greater in size, had found me. Each of them was half-again my size and rippled with muscle. I fought them, but it was in vain for each of them was far stronger than I and there were many. In moments I was stripped, bound, forced to kneel at the feet of Akaibo himself.
The oni lord was a massive creature with muscular arms thicker than my legs. His skin was an angry red and his three eyes stared at me with undisguised lust. He did not bother with any sort of loincloth. His excitement made it clear how he earned a name that would translate to ‘red rod’.
Evie? You’re drooling.
Anyway, he looked down at me and sneered.
“Puny human girl! You came here as a thief and now you linger to serve my lust until your body is spent!”
He grinned and revealed an exceptionally long tongue, as many of his kind have. What was that, Aly? Yes. They do use it when they… we are getting off-topic. We can discuss this part later.
I was paying little heed to his tongue, for in his hands the dread oni held the object I came here to reclaim: the Scepter of the Fox’s Joy.
The Scepter was a spiralling rod that looked to be crafted of ivory and worked gold, with rounded gems set in intervals around the ends.
Yes, it looked like an ornate sex toy.
The Scepter was a creation of the kitsune and an item of great power. And this monster was using it as his personal rod of authority.
My goal was in reach. All I had to do was claim it from this foul oni’s hands. And to do that, I had to get free.
This was something of a problem.
I thought back to my teachings from the Temple.
“Oh great and mighty Akaibo,” I said. “You misunderstand. I do not come here as a thief. I am sent by my temple as an offering.”
Akaibo stared at me for a long moment, as did his many minions.
“Sorry, what?” he said.
“We have heard of the mighty prowess of Akaibo, even far to the south. My temple decided to send tribute to demonstrate our awe of your… gifts.”
I let my eyes flicker down to Akaibo’s namesake as I said this. Akaibow seemed pleased, but he was wary. I continued forward before he could voice any doubts.
“I realize that I show great presumption, coming forward like this, mighty Akaibo,” I said. “I ask to prove myself with three challenges, if I may.”
“Very well,” Akaibo grinned. “As your first challenge, you will please my guards.”
The oni in the room murmured in delight at their lord’s announcement. In truth, I had expected such. I dropped to my knees and bowed my head, then smiled.
“Of course, oh wise lord. Who is the first that this unworthy slut may pleasure?”
The oni and tengu who served Akaibo fell into a violent frenzy among themselves. I would like to say it was due to me, but such would be arrogance. They would do this with any human female.
That is very sweet of you to say, Bree!
By the time Akaibo bellowed for order, half of his guards lay dead, slain by the others. The survivors lined up, grinning and leering. And so I demonstrated the oral techniques of the Temple of the Golden Fox upon them. And each were quite satisfied! So much so that they slipped into a languorous sleep minutes later.
Akaibo never tore his eyes from my act. His grin grew wider and his manhood more… uh… erect.
“Your second challenge shall be to demonstrate a worthy level of stamina.”
I blinked at that, unsure of what he meant. And then the yokai appeared before me.
A yokai is a sort of spirit or ghost. This one appeared as a woman with long, dark locks of hair hiding her face. The hair suddenly whipped out and seized my legs. More tendrils began to stroke my breasts as the yokai’s unseen face buried herself between my legs and set to work.
I have not the words.
I have never experienced this “viper vine” that you have, Aly. But the stories sound like a similar experience. The yokai was relentless and very talented. I thought she might break my mind or my body with the unending waves of pleasure. Sadly for her, the Temple had taught me well and finally I felt the waves cease as the youkai surrendered in exhaustion.
Millie? Are you okay? Do you need some water? Very well, I shall continue.
Akaibo stared at me with an expression I could not interpret.
“I am impressed,” he said slowly. “I will admit, I did not expect you to make it past those challenges. I am tempted to dispense with the third challenge, as I frankly don’t have one in mind.”
I looked at him. He appeared barely able to keep his lust in check.
“Does my lord find me worthy so quickly, then?”
“I think so..” his long tongue licked his teeth.
For a moment, I considered delaying my plan. He was quite impressive! However, I might never escape if I succumbed to that temptation. Instead, I stretched a bit.
“This unworthy one is pleased, my lord. I would only beg a boon, if I may?”
“And what is that?” suspicion touched his voice along with dark amusement.
“Your rod is impressive beyond words, my lord. To be worthy of it, I ask if I may be… prepared.”
Akaibo looked at me in surprise, then laughed.
“You are a lusty little slut, aren’t you?” he boomed. “Yes. Let me prepare you.”
He grabbed my ankle and drew me across his lap, then took up the Scepter. He forced it in my mouth to lubricate it (though, thanks to the yokai, that was hardly necessary) and then used it upon me with intensity.
I gave out the cries he expected. Screams and moans and some begging for mercy. He did not realize, I think, that some of us like it a little rough at times and he was not nearly so fierce as he believed he was.
And he did not realize he had fallen for my trap. Ah, Prim smiles. She has guessed, I believe.
You see, the Scepter of the Fox’s Joy is not a proper scepter. It is an artifact of great power. And that power can be activated through using it as it is intended. Akaibo simply thought it a rod, not a pleasure device.
Finally I orgasmed and he drew the Scepter out.
“I do believe I will keep you, little slut,” he sneered. “Are you prepared?”
“I am,” I said.
Then I spoke the words to activate the Scepter’s magic. There was a flash of light and the magic of the Scepter cleared the room of the oni and tengu, including Akaibo himself.
I struggled to find an edge with which to sever my bonds, then claimed the Scepter and departed for my home.
Yes, Elspeth, naked. My clothes had been torn to pieces.
The yokai? Oh, she accompanied me back to the Temple. And helped me get some new clothes. It turned out she was most impressed that a mortal was able to exhaust her. She wanted to know more about my sisters at the Temple. So I agreed to conduct introductions.
But that is a different story.
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