Two nights of anything for a two-tailed Pussy

"You sure you're all right with me not being into this side of the slavery experience?" Reader asked for the Nth time.

"Sure as sure can be" the Adventuress - Kat, Reader reminded himself - said breezily. "Makes it spicier actually, that I get to try and break you on your first time." She put the Katsune's cage on a table, who watched the exchange with big, fearful eyes. "I'll leave her here and you can unlock her cage after I leave. I imagine you'll be a bit worn out. Er, no offence..."

"None taken," Reader assured, imagining how much stronger he'd be after some adventuring. "What do you want to do first?"

"First," she responded, "I want you to take your clothes off and lie on the bed".

"Yes M'am," Reader replied, taking off his tracksuit efficiently but unhurriedly and placing it beside the Katsune, before lying on the bed.

"Get hard," she commanded, her eyes taking on an angry tone.

Reader began pleasuring himself, glancing up at the stone-faced warrioress from time to time. Something about her contemptuous expression offended him, and he began imagining being the one dominating her, bending her over a piece of furniture and taking what he wanted from her, the wetness of her pussy revealing the lie her resting bitch face told... He got hard rather quickly at that.

Kat smiled, mounting him without foreplay. "Did you know there's a magical connection between sex and ****?" she asked him conversationally. "When a man ejaculates, a small part of his life **** leaves him. It regenerates of course. Your kind are unending fonts of life, though never as fast as you should be. But the male orgasm is, philosophically speaking, a small ****".

She ran calloused hands over his body. "That's why life-**** is so precious. But, did you know the causation can go both ways? Causing an orgasm causes a little ****. Cause a real ****..." her hands, which had been stroking his chin and throat, suddenly tightened. "There's nothing like it"

The sudden lack of air made reader panic, he looked into the adventuress's eyes for reassurance but saw only murderous resolve there. Futilely, he tried to break her grip, then tried to pry off even a single finger, but his ten strength was useless for even that. A darkness closed in on his vision...

Reader's life - all four hours of it - flashed before his eyes, and he found himself in the tunnel again. His last thought before going into the light was of the free resurrect he still carried somehow.

With a sudden disjoint, he found himself back in the hotel bed, heart racing and head pounding.

"Welcome back" the adventuress said with a grin. "I remember my first resurrection. How's it feel?"

"H-hurts" Reader managed through his bruised throat, trying to ignore the distressed mewl of the two-tailed cat on the table.

"That it does" she said with a hint of sympathy. "We'll be doing that again once you manage to get hard again. Until then, I'm going to whip you".

Reader bit back a scream as a thin strip of leather tore into his skin.