You take a boring but necessary first step

With all the necessary steps completed, all that's left is to teach your border guard how to use their new ropes. You haven't seen Masahiro and Hiroto since you knocked them out, so you can only assume they stayed back at the border camp, and thanks to your divine abilities, you have no need to worry about their well-being after your strike. This leaves Yuma, Ryuji, and Yoshio left to teach. For a moment, you think about inviting Yuma by himself. You're curious what he would do to you without the rest of the guard holding him back, but the more you think about it, the more you feel the time isn't quite right. So you decide to invite all three of them, and before you know it, they are already in your shrine giving a kneeling bow.

"You may stand. You all did an excellent job defeating that yokai. You also respected my rule of bringing the yokai to me for judgment... though your method was rather crude. For such excellence, I have a set of divine artifacts to bestow on all of you: golden asanawa ropes. If you are not aware of what asanawa ropes are, they are ropes used specifically for shibari bindings. As such, these divine artifacts are rather peculiar in that they only display their true power when specific shibari binds are used, and only against yokai such as myself. Now, before I move on, does anyone object to this reward?"

"I humbly accept this reward," Ryuji proudly proclaims.

"No problems here," Yuma responds.

"Wait... what do you mean 'yokai like you'? Are you sure we can just have these, master Tamamo?" Yoshio nervously asks.

(Oh my. Already thinking about me being tied up... wait, too much thinking and my tails will start to wag. No, they already are!)

"My, just what are you planning to do to me? Fufu, just kidding. I know you're worried about my safety in case a rope capable of binding me is misused. There's no need to worry. These ropes are made from hairs from my very own tail. They are incapable of harming me. With that being the case, you would have no good way of practicing using them. That is, until recently. I have pardoned the spider girl, whose name I have learned is Sakiko, in exchange for her cooperation in training you. You defeating her was a fluke, but it doesn't have to be."

Yoshio blushes slightly at the tease, whereas Yuma can't help but look annoyed at the thought of working with Sakiko.

You hand each of them a rope before speaking again.

"There's more to these ropes than simply binding someone you've already defeated. If you focus hard enough, you can move these ropes just by thinking about where you want them to go. The strength and speed of the ropes directly correlates to your understanding and attunement with shibari. Oh... lastly, because they're made from my tails... and I'm a little competitive and territorial, they react wildly when used against female yokai... It can't be helped."

The men seem confused by the last comment, but none choose to press the statement.

"Now, before I send you off to Sakiko for hands-on training, I'm going to decide your roles."

Having all three of them try their best to bind you at the same time sounds fun, but it would not be practical for teaching. You decide to divide roles for each one based on how much fun they were. First place goes to Ryuji. He cuntbusted you and then introduced you to bondage by tying you down in your pathetic position. You couldn't ask for more. Yuma humiliated you, but that was after Ryuji did all the work. Lastly, Yoshio was boring and didn't accomplish much. He did a great job as a guard and acted exactly as you would expect him to in that situation, but this is about sexual domination, and you simply feel he hasn't earned the right to bind you in this upcoming lesson. He'll need to dominate you first before you submit willingly. You decide Ryuji will tie you, Yuma will assist, and Yoshio will watch.

"Ryuji will tie Sakiko, and Yuma will help. Yoshio, I want you to study what's happening. Visualize what's happening and see if you can move your rope in a binding pattern even without a physical body to test with. Lastly, here's a booklet for you three. It contains my personal favorite binding techniques. I'm sure they'll work wonders with the ropes made from my tail hairs."

"Sakiko is just down the hallway. We got into a little argument over reasons you will all see soon... so I will not be joining you."

You quickly usher the three down the hallway. They're sure to have many unasked questions as to why you gave them bondage rope as a reward, or why you even made those to begin with... or why you have a list of your favorite shibari techniques. You start to wonder how good of a job you did hiding your perversion this time, and it's about to get much worse.

Ryuji, Yuma, and Yoshio all walk in and are dumbstruck by what they see. You are in the center of the room in your Sakiko disguise, completely naked. Your legs are squeezed together, and your hands and spider legs barely manage to cover your breasts. Upon seeing them, your face becomes a deep red. Planned or not, having three men look at your nude body is embarrassing. Yoshio's face blushes as he looks at you, and Ryuji moves past the surprise and regains his composure. Yuma has a much funnier response. All signs of the anger and frustration he had with the idea of working with you disappear. It seems he just can't help but forget all misgivings when the perpetrator is a beautiful and now nude woman, especially now that you are a member of the village and not an enemy.

"Care to explain the lack of clothes?" Ryuji breaks the silence and says.

"It... it's all because of that fox! She said she would let me go unpunished and even let me join the village so long as I help with your training. It was such a good deal that I would be a fool to not accept, but I didn't think things would turn out like this. Tama... master Tamamo wanted to test the effects of her divine asanawa ropes before handing them to you and tied me up, but then as soon as she finished her bind, all of my clothes and armor were torn away. Then she simply smiled at the result and walked away," you say with a defensive tone.

The real reason is you are simply not interested in being stripped nude in a contained environment. Not to mention having three men blush and apologize would be quite the turn-off. They are supposed to be in control, not you.

"I was told the training would only be complete once I have been bound by all three ties she has provided instructions for. After that, you can all leave, and master Tamamo will come and untie me. So hurry up. I'm sure you don't want to be stuck in this room forever as much as I do," you say as you put your hands behind your back.

Ryuji moves in behind you and pulls out his rope, and Yuma moves to your front to assist while Yoshio sits three feet away at your side. As soon as the bondage begins, you already run into problems.

"Hold on, Sakiko. I need to move your wrists so they face each other. Thank you. Yoshio, does my single column tie look good?" Ryuji asks.

"Looks good," Yoshio responds while holding up the booklet.

"Now, can you please squeeze my finger, Sakiko? I need to gauge your strength at the start to make sure you don't lose any feeling in your arms throughout the bondage." Ryuji politely asks and explains.

(......My booklet goes over safe practices and communication throughout the bondage. This is the exact opposite of the rough, dirty, and dangerous bondage I want. Not to mention it's completely unnecessary. They simply have no way of putting me in any real danger, even if they tried.) You can't help but think to yourself.

After 15 minutes, you start to get rather bored. You didn't realize shibari would take this long to set up. Just how long will it take for these men to be able to do this in a fight? Will they ever manage that level of proficiency, or are you just wasting time on an unrealistic dream? You see Yuma struggling to help Ryuji. You don't understand what the problem is. He has an easy job. No, after seeing that his face is still bright red, you see he actually has two big problems he's dealing with. You look and see Yoshio flipping back and forth in the booklet. It's clear he has no idea what's going on. You can't see how Ryuji is doing, but your hopes are not high.

"And... done!" Ryuji proudly announces.

"Let's go! We're a third of the way there," Yuma enthusiastically says.

"I don't understand what you did, but good job," Yoshio says with a smile.

The only person not happy is you. On a successful bind, the ropes' power is supposed to activate and leave behind a duplicate bind, then return to the wielder. It's clear they have all botched this bind. You're not sure if you told them about that power, and at this point you don't really care. You plan on letting them "successfully" bind you and leave. Then forget about the bondage plan entirely. You'll still keep the rules you imposed on yourself, but the chances of them coming into play are about the same as one of your followers randomly cuntbusting you: zero.

After 45 minutes, the three complete the Spiral Futomomo on you. It's not proper and doesn't activate the ropes' effect, but at least you're closer to getting out of here. Unlike last time, there's no celebration from the three. Everyone is getting frustrated, and even the normally level-headed Ryuji is about to burst. You were a little tempted to telepathically tell your guard that they have failed and to leave, but you felt that was a little too cruel. This was your mistake, not theirs.

"Fuck! Last one," Ryuji says in a rare outburst.

"Last one," Yuma says calmly with a beat-red face. This time, however, it's from anger and not arousal. Everyone has long stopped caring about your nude body, which adds a little to your frustration as well.

Yoshio doesn't respond. He simply lays on the floor and tosses his booklet aside.

"I've fucking had it. What's with all the complicated knots? Are we binding a prisoner, or wrapping a present? And I'm somehow supposed to use this to win a fight? No! That isn't happening. If it's all about winning, then here's how you really bind a bitch!" Yuma screams as he yanks up a rope tied to your inner thigh.

The movement is as unnatural as it is devastating. The rope glows brightly as it responds to his will, and instead of going straight up, it makes a sharp and forceful turn in between your pussy lips. The rope moves rapidly against your inner lips at a rate that simply defies the speed the rope was pulled at, as well as the total length of the rope. Your bored expression is instantly changed to one of shock as burning pain bursts throughout your pussy. The ultra-sensitive inner skin is singed. Putting salt on the wound is an understatement. Your inner lips simply lack any form of protection, and the rope may as well be entirely made of salt. Your clit, the most sensitive part of any woman, made even more vulnerable thanks to your magic, meets the wrong kind of intruder, yet is dominated all the same. Your legs shoot together and your hands burst down low with your full divine might, only to be stopped by perfected Gote Takatekote and Spiral Futomomo. Not only are your legs stopped, they start to spread as your body is covered in the Hishi Karadas. You want to scream, but you can't. Every part of you is clenched tight to their utmost limits. Three men rush up to check on you, but you can only look at them with your legs spread wide. If they wanted to, they could completely break you. You want to ask them to finish you, to make sure you and your slutty body know their place, but you simply can't through the pain. And for the first time since you started this exploration into this fetish, you feel regret. Regret that you taught your villagers to be virtuous and kind, and that they would never exploit this vulnerable position of yours and permanently mark your body as theirs. You need to have a permanent mark from this. If they won't, you will, and as you look deeply into Yuma's eyes, you cast a rule. Not one made by looking at yourself. Not one made after the fact. But one made during the moment and looking into the man who made you show weakness.

Rule 9: Any attack done to Tamamo no Mae's breasts or pussy will inflict lasting pain after the initial shock that will last just as long as if she wasn't invulnerable.

Rule 10: Tamamo no Mae shall become increasingly more submissive to men who sexually dominate her.

Ryuji and Yoshio do everything they can to remove the ties, but are simply too flustered to succeed. Yuma keeps apologizing with tears in his eyes. And for you, the unrivaled, unbearable pain meets its match as you look into Yuma's eyes and are hit by the largest climax of your life. For the first time since you got cuntbusted, you make a sound, and it is a moan that shakes the entire shrine.

Everyone suddenly stops. This complete change in scenery defies all logic and short-circuits their brains. Even with your bindings, you manage to knock Yuma to the floor and mount him. You simply can't help yourself.

"You asked if you were binding a prisoner or a present, but really I'm both. This present, however, is better left unwrapped. Take me, Yuma. Right here, right now." You desperately request.

Before Yuma can respond, Ryuji pulls you off of him.

"Get ahold of yourself, Yuma. She's clearly not sound of mind. This must have something to do with master Tamamo's ropes. She clearly said they react wildly to female yokai," Ryuji claims.

Ryuji then takes the distraught Yuma by the arm and bolts out the door. Yoshio follows right behind. With the target of your sexual desire gone, the pain quickly comes back to make sure you stay down. It doesn't fade. You made sure it doesn't. You continuously roll on the ground, helpless and vulnerable. Before long, the bindings vanish and your legs forcibly close, only to re-ignite the pain. You realize from being freed that it's already been an hour since your fun little group left, yet it feels like it has been days yet also only minutes. With no need to keep the disguise, you transform back.

You slowly crawl your way back towards your room. On your way, you see the large ornamental mirror you always use, but this time you don't see a regal goddess, only a defeated bitch, and can only think one thing.

(Is this... me?)

With a smile on your face, you realize you are finally starting to live the life you always wanted to. You quickly enter your bed to lie down. Not to sleep. You don't need that, and you couldn't sleep with this pain if you wanted to. Your hand moves low and touches your inflamed clit. It burns from the slightest touch. It's going to be a fun night.