A humiliating escort through the village

Time passes by, and at long last, both the pain in your pussy and the arousal that came with it have finally died down. You find yourself tied down to a two-wheeled agricultural cart, with your old ties being interlocked with new straps, forcing you to the cart in a crude manner. Strangely, it's already dark outside. Even a strike to your pussy shouldn't take you out for that long.

"My, I see you gave me quite the luxury ride. Now if you could untie me so I could sit properly," you say in an attempt to probe your situation.

"Great... you're awake. I get to listen to you even more. Just what I wanted," Ryuji says with a scornful growl.

"Oh, I don't remember speaking to you at all. Are you sure you weren't wishing for the sound of my voice?" You playfully tease.

"No, you kept moaning like a bitch in heat. Every bump. Every single one. You just kept making noise after noise. At first, I thought you were injured and we stopped, but lo and behold, we look and see you fingering yourself along the ride. We almost decided to dump you on the side of the road."

(Oh, so that's why I lost track of time.)

"'We?'" You ask.

"You're heavy, we needed two people," Ryuji once again replies.

(Looks like he's not going to give away who's with him. I'm proud of him. Now if only he didn't make it sound like I'm fat. I'm big in all the right places.)

Luckily, you can still turn your head and see where you are. It looks like you're close to the village entrance. Judging by the time, the kids should all be asleep inside, and the adults should be soon to follow. You wait patiently for a while, and before long, you arrive.

"EVERYONE! WE CAPTURED A TRESPASSING YOKAI!" Yuma screams as loud as he can.

"Oh, looks like someone's still mad at being kicked in the balls," you tease after realizing Yuma is the other transporter. He must have joined out of pure spite.

"How about I kick your pussy and show this whole village your pathetic display? Oh wait, you're still covering it from the last hit," Yuma retorts.

(Wow.... he got me there.)

"Yuma. We've entered the village and are representing Tamamo's border guard. Be professional," Ryuji calmly states—a complete turn from his earlier comments on the road.

Yokai are a very rare sight in this village. With this being your territory, very few dare to encroach. Only some of the elders have any memory of seeing a yokai that isn't you. With Yuma calling out that the border guard caught a yokai, it's clear today will be an assembly only seen in generations. You then realize that you are being brought on a detour, right to the central plaza.

You notice many familiar faces can see your pathetic display. Some start to gossip, and with your keen hearing, their conversations are not as private as they think they are.

"Why is she in that indecent pose? What happened?" an elder man says.

"Oh... I can already see what happened," a woman says while covering her groin.

"She's quite the monster. Did those two really manage to take her down?" a young man says.

Yuma and Ryuji finally arrive at the center of the plaza and bring the cart to a halt. Right before you get a chance to speak, Yuma gags you with another rope.

"Listen, everyone. Today, I will recount the tale of how five heroic men defeated an arrogant yokai. It all started when this woman right here walked to our doorstep and slandered Tamamo's name. She claimed she was a perverted slut. She claimed she would offer her own body as a reward. But you will learn today, she was only describing herself," Yuma says as if he's recalling a heroic epic.

You can't help but get aroused by him both calling you a slut and not a slut. Your spider legs skitter and scare the crowd slightly back, but you know that's a force of habit, and if those were your tails, they would be wagging.

"We all came out, five men strong, but before we could say anything, she knocked Ryuji down with a sneak attack. Then, with the span of her fingers, she destroyed all our weapons—but that was her mistake. You see, this slut has a secret," Yuma says before repositioning the ropes that bind you. No longer is your head on the cart with your butt held high. Your back is now against the back of the cart. Your spread legs, with your hand in-between, now face the crowd that you are now looking directly at.

"While her armor protects almost everything, some parts she simply couldn't live without easy access to. We saw that her breasts nearly pop out of her armor, but when she made that high kick, she revealed she wears absolutely nothing under that skirt," Yuma proclaims.

You watch in horror as some of the men in the group are enticed by Yuma's lie and move in hopes of getting a lucky view. Your body, already hot from arousal, will soon reach the point where everyone will notice. This devious realization only furthers your arousal in a vicious cycle.

"Alas, how could honorable men such as ourselves strike such a place? Masahiro and Hiroto tried to fight with honor, only for this slut to press her breasts against the strikes aimed at her face and use that opportunity to take them down. With only myself and Yoshio left, I chose to have Yoshio run and request the help of lord Tamamo. Alas, Tamamo did not respond to his call, as she knew the fight was already over before his arrival. Face to face with a powerful yokai, I held my own as she was out of devious tricks to play. But how could one man defeat a yokai in fair combat? After trading countless blows, I was bested. Yet she hungered for more than just battle. She got on her hands and knees above me, and just as she completed the final step, Ryuji landed a devastating kick between the slut's loins. Merely one blow to her hypersensitive, slutty hole was enough to fell her. Even now, she reaches towards fulfilling her unclaimed desire," Yuma says and then points to you.

Your face turns red as you realize you've stuck a finger down your skirt and have been rubbing your clit while reliving your earlier defeat. The crowd erupts into noise—some scream, some laugh, and some are angry. You can't tell what they are thinking, but you clearly understand what they're seeing is your perversion, and it only makes you finger yourself harder until... a burst of pleasure erupts from below. Your body contorts, and then tears. Tears from how humiliating this has all been. The outfit, the teasing, the defeat, and now this. Ryuji quickly covers you with a blanket to hide the obscene display. You then pinch your clit hard—both as punishment to your sex and to yourself. It's not enough to overpower the strength of your second orgasm. Your body contorts violently, and Yuma and Ryuji struggle to keep the cart steady. They quickly decide to rush towards your shrine to seek your guidance, not knowing the goddess they admire is a mere bitch in heat who's about to be dumped in front of her house.

Yuma and Ryuji fruitlessly call for you at your doorstep, but nobody responds. Eventually, they give up and just leave you tied in front of your shrine. After a while, your arousal and pain die down, and you break out of the ties and struggle through the door. You stand in front of your mirror and transform back. Aside from your wobbly legs, your body looks completely unchanged, but you know that to be untrue. It has tasted the feeling of being dominated. You want more. You need more. Today was still lacking. You want to be completely dominated. You want to know your place as a bitch in heat. Making your pussy and breasts a weakness was just a start. Being tied up and bound needs to be added to your weaknesses. You can hardly wait. But first, what to do about this spider girl you supposedly have imprisoned with you?