Ballbusting Yuma as Sakiko

Making your move as yourself is sure to get results, but you feel Yuma would be far more willing to put you down a peg when the time comes if you stay as Sakiko. Most importantly, you feel like you have a thing going on. You busted his balls, then he humiliated you and busted you back. He knows you're an extreme masochist, and unbeknownst to him, you know he's also a masochist. It may have been a rocky start—Sakiko slandered your name and will not be forgiven quickly—but she's now an officially recognized member of the village, and with your divine status you can ensure Sakiko gets plenty of time to be with Yuma. You can already feel the fun back-and-forths you'll have with him. You just need to make it happen. You start off by first summoning your guard to your shrine, and before long everyone has arrived.

"I unbound Sakiko. The binds on her were perfect, but she seemed rather worse for wear, as you all should understand. I asked her what happened, and she told me everything," you say.

Yuma takes a step back, and Ryuji and Yoshio turn to face him.

"Don't go trying to run away, Yuma. You know what you did. Now, you happen to be in luck. I was going to give you a ruthless punishment. I was going to give you a similar experience to what you did to her yesterday, but Sakiko had a different idea."

Yoshio and Ryuji wince at the possibility you suggested, but Yuma remains composed.

"Her idea was a rematch, and I thought that was a great idea. You see, I learned what really happened when you two fought, and as a result why you've been so rough on her. Can't win a fight, so you decided to be cruel to a defenseless woman, I see."

Yuma looks down in shame at you learning the truth. His pride seems shattered, and he seems like he just wants to fall over.

"To make it fair, you'll be completely nude, just like when you used the rope. Sakiko can, of course, wear whatever she wants. How could I force a young woman to be nude before such a shameless man? She also asked the match be private. No spectators—whatever happens in that room stays in that room. A crazy idea, really. I only agreed because I knew win or lose, she would still get something she wants."

Yuma tenses up slightly at the punishment, though you can't tell from which part.

"Oh, and one last thing, Yuma—try not to lose the same way you did last time," you say in a teasing manner.

Yuma turns his head up slightly at that comment. Yoshio and Ryuji, on the other hand, are clearly uncomfortable, but this isn't about them.

"Ryuji, Yoshio, you may leave. Yuma, come with me."

You guide Yuma to an inner room you have cleared out. It's roughly the same size as your bedroom and has a thick tatami mat on the floor to help catch Yuma's fall when he loses. You put a lot of thought into where you two should fight and decided that the smaller the area, the better. By putting him in a confined space, there's no chance of him worrying about someone spying on you two, so he can better focus on the woman before him.

"This is where you will be fighting: no witnesses, no distractions. Of course, this room is completely soundproof as well. I'll stand outside of the door. Once you have handed me your clothes through the door, go stand at the opposite end, and I'll bring Sakiko in. All you'll have to fight is that rope and your own body. Any questions?"

Yuma shows signs of having doubts and concerns but does not raise any questions. Before long, he hands you all of his clothes, you transform into Sakiko from the other end, and you walk right on in completely naked.

"Huwa!" Yuma lets out a shocked gasp. "I was told I was the only one forced to be naked. You were allowed to wear whatever you wanted. What's going on?"

You don't respond to his question; you only give a deep and perverse grin. You see that he's wearing the rope you gave him around his waist. He's also completely flaccid, though that will change soon. Hopefully, he can make this fight at least a little interesting. You decide to start off by teasing him. You point to his balls and make a practice kick, only to feel a sting between your legs before reaching down and causing your pussy to sting some more.

Yuma jumps back slightly when he sees your kick, only to find his back already to the wall. His fear is short-lived and disperses when he sees you cupping your pussy. In hopes of regaining some of your dignity, you lock the door behind you. His only way out is through you.

You start off with a high kick. It doesn't feel like a high kick to you because you're so tall and flexible, but that's a mistake. Yuma blocks it with his left forearm and counters with a right hook aimed right at your pussy! In a panicked act, you try to block his fist with your hand, but your extended arm has no leverage to work with, and his fist overpowers you and keeps flying. Right before impact, you use some of your divine power to hold back his punch just a moment before it hits your shutoff button.

That punch was brutal. Forget a normal woman—a normal yokai wouldn't have been able to stop that punch when you did either, but there's a reason you're worshiped as a goddess. It's just you didn't want to use that power as Sakiko. You cheated and are going to need to let him punish you for that later. Just not now.

Yuma is caught off guard at you managing to block that and creates what little distance he can in this small room. You, however, realize you have a problem. Because you're so tall, your pussy is at the perfect height to launch full-force strikes aimed right at your pussy. You decide to change your game plan. You are going to aim low, very low. You're not going to aim for his balls, not yet. That would be too obvious. You are going to use your long legs to trip him, then step on his balls and look down on him in your full, nude glory.

Before you put your plan into action, Yuma strikes first. He rushes in close and aims an uppercut at your right breast. With the power of gravity by your side, you easily block the strike. Suddenly you feel a sting from your clit followed by a momentary jolt of pain, a clear bodily reminder of yesterday's events. This time you are the one to jump back. Two engagements and two losses. Last time you cheated, and this time you got lucky Yuma isn't skilled enough with the rope.

Your smile goes even wider. You realize you've trained a horrifying man who exclusively aims at your weakest areas and with deadly precision to boot.

You find yourself slowly losing yourself to arousal. You make a beeline towards Yuma, and he grabs your breasts like the horns of a bull and tries to hold you back. The squeeze hurts and you wince a little, but the pain mostly comes from the increased sensitivity you added to your breasts rather than his grip. Unfortunately for Yuma, you're simply too horny to be stopped. Only a brutal, sex-breaking shot to your clit could stop you now.

Yuma falls, and you follow. His head slams into the soft tatami mat, and you make sure his face is lodged right between your breasts as you fall down, making sure to also pin him with your spider legs. You follow up with not one, but three knees to his poor testicles before moving your body downwards to look at him face to face. His eyes are full of tears, and he gives up all resistance. For the first time since the battle started, you speak.

"Wow, that looks painful. I really got you, didn't I? If it makes you feel better, you almost got me. Once with the punch and again with the string. Too bad you were only close," you tease, making sure your face is very close to his.

You feel his member plop up and firmly press against you.

"Oh, it looks like not every part of you has given up the fight?" You say before sliding your hand down, brushing by his penis, and gently gripping his balls.

"The fight is over, though. You lost. You humiliated me twice, but I got one ball each, so let's call us even."

You closely look at Yuma. He will not be getting up anytime soon. There's one problem, though. You have a naked and defenseless man pinned under you, and you're really horny.

"Hey Yuma, Yuuuma, you're not going to take this defeat lying down, are you? How about a rematch? You get to choose the rules?" You ask, hoping for some kind of confirmation to continue.

Yuma only groans in pain.

(Dammit, not again. Isn't rejecting a woman's advances supposed to be a man's shame? This can't end here... Looks like I'll have to use my trump card.)

"Hey Yuma, I know you're a masochist just like me. I know you like the idea of getting hit in the balls by a woman."

"What! No, I don't," Yuma manages to reply despite the pain.

"You can't hide it, Yuma. This isn't intuition. It's one of my powers. I don't want today to end just here. I can do more than just hit your balls," you hammer down.

Yuma pauses and does his best to think, but it's clear the pain in his balls and his throbbing member waiting for action are ruining any chance of him thinking clearly. Before long, he gives his reply.

"Whatever happens in this room stays in this room. Do your worst," Yuma declares.

You immediately seize the opportunity and mount his face.

"Lick," you demand, but he remains motionless.

You catch his head between your thighs, lean back slightly, reach behind you, and firmly grab his balls.

"I said lick!" You yell, and he grabs your butt and ferociously licks with all his might. He licks with no precision or care. His tongue thrashes about like an animal pinned down trying to escape.

Lick, lick, lick, lick. Yuma continues. The rope torture from yesterday makes these painful licks. You find yourself not dominating a defeated foe, but finding your sex being violated by his tongue.

"Meep!" You can't help but yelp at the pain. You fall back slightly and use Yuma's balls to support your weight, only to find Yuma ferociously continuing the offense.

Lick, lick, lick, lick. This time pleasure overtakes you. Your head goes blank, and yet another orgasm erupts from below. Your body goes limp, you fall backwards, and you feel his hard member push down your back as you land firmly on Yuma's balls. This hit puts down the beast. Yuma rolls you off of him, and he clutches his balls. For a few moments, you both lay in silence. Yuma holds his poor balls, and you slowly recover from the afterglow. After you recoup, you crawl over to Yuma and give his hard member a little flick.

"Remember, I won. I'm the one in charge. What happens here stays here, but don't you forget what took place here," you say before getting up, unlocking the door, and leaving. You walk out and throw his clothes back in. You take his underwear for yourself, though. You don't have any real use for his underwear, nor did you plan for this. You just felt like taking it. Maybe if he wins, you'll give it back. It's not like he'll ask his goddess to reclaim it for him.