Ty stepped back into the common room. The other five Kitsune stood in a shallow arc, facing the door expectantly. Steph stood off to one side, lute propped against the wall -- for music was not going to be her contribution to this celebration.
"Stand before us, sister," instructed Rhea from her place in the centre. Ty moved in front of her, hands coming up to cup her breasts. She felt the oncoming presence of her Mistress, and wanted to present herself as well as she could.
And a second later they heard the guards' reverent greeting, and the doors to the harem swung open, revealing the naked majesty of Luma. Ty's breath caught; despite it not having been that long ago, she was awed anew by the power of magic and raw sexuality radiating from the Kitsune.
And her heart melted as her Mistress smiled at her in approval.
"There you are, my pet. And the rest of my most beloved slaves." The Mistress swept the rest with her smile, nodding in satisfaction. "It is time to officially introduce my new purchase to my harem."
Unnoticed as the doors closed, Kitty slipped into the room as well at the unvoiced bidding of the Mistress. His breasts were inflated to a fetching C-cup; his cock morphed to canid shape, base promising a satisfying knot.
With delicate fingers Luma was stroking over her own pre-knot, her eyes fixed now on Ty. "Before, Tyana, you wanted to taste my seed, and I denied you. I think you are now worthy of that privilege. Come here."
Ty came. Somewhere -- deep, deep down -- the old Ty yet lived, and he hated the admiration the vixen felt for her Mistress and her Mistress' sex. He was buried so deep that Ty's consciousness, enraptured by Luma's sight and scent, felt him only as vague disquiet commingled with the other emotions fluttering in her gut.
"Kneel."
Ty knelt. She needed no further direction: Of her own desire, her hands came up to cup those massive, virile orbs. To feel for the first time with her padded fingertips the soft, pale golden fur that cradled them. So perfect... There was a faint tingle of shame as she felt her mouth watering, but she could not recall why she should be ashamed. She was a whore -- Luma's whore -- why would she be ashamed of this -- her job, and her pleasure, to service her Mistress?
She leaned forward, burying her nose between sack and cock, Luma's knot pressed between her eyes. Her stomach tangled further in awe and anticipation. The sense of humiliation flared and faded -- surely this was her place, serving this goddess?
Her tongue slipped out, sampling the texture of furred sac for itself. Feeling the vibrations as Luma chuckled.
"I did not tell you to begin, slave."
Ty pulled back, looking up with adoring, needy eyes past the pointed head of the shaft. "May I, Mistress? Please?"
"Hmmm." Luma folded her arms, cocking her head to one side, considering it. A drop of pre slipped for her slit to splash on Ty's muzzle, making the submissive Kitsune flinch a little, and Luma raised an eyebrow. "I'm not sure..." Her luminous eyes stared into Ty's soul, as if searching for the last traces of reluctance in the little whore. Then Ty's tongue slid out, licking at the pre as it slid down the side of her snout.
"Please?" pleaded Ty. Luma chuckled again, satisfied.
"Very well, slave. You may suckle to your heart's content."
Ty thanked her with eagerness. She did her utmost to pleasure Mistress, channeling all her courtesan skills and all her love for that beautiful organ. Fingers, padded palms, lips, tongue, palate, throat. All were pressed into service, and Ty thrilled to hear Luma begin to groan and grunt in pleasure.
The slave pushed herself higher, lips sucking gently on the head while she pushed up her boobs to massage the shaft. To her delight, she began to feel Luma thrust between her smooth orbs, knot swelling against mammary. Then she let herself down again, her teeth resting gently behind the half-filled bulbs, her tongue teasing at their underside.
"Good, good," murmured Luma. She had held almost still, save for her undulating tails, as Ty lavished worship on her. Now she reached down, petting Ty and rubbing her ears, before twining her fingers in her slave's hair. Ty chrrred as the slick length left her muzzle, prepared for her Mistress to take charge.
As when Luma had taken her virginity, this was Ty's first face-fucking, but the ingrafted training served her well. And Luma, while forceful, was not unduly rough. She began slow and built up a steady rhythm, guiding Ty with her hands and two of her tails.
Finally Ty felt Mistress' balls tighten as she fondled them, the cock swell even bigger in her muzzle. She took a deep breath, then let the knot lock behind her teeth. And, as Luma sang out in pleasure and began to pump out her male ambrosia, Ty swallowed it with practiced ease. Finally though she needed to breathe again, and Luma let her pry her jaws from the knot and pull back.
"Ahhhhh," sighed Luma in contentment as a few last spurts landed on Ty's tits, making the slave shiver in submissive pleasure. "A fine beginning. Now turn around. And Rhea..."
"Ah... ah..." Ty panted, but hastened to turn and present herself, flagging her tail like a good vixen. "Of course... Mistress?" She blinked to find herself looking at the white roundness of Rhea's ballsack.
"You are familiar with a 'spitroast,' my dear?" asked the chief concubine, smiling warmly down at her.
"Uhhh... yes..." Again, the ingrafted memories supplied the information. Although, Ty was a bit shaken at the thought of being filled from both ends. Rhea's maleness was not as big as Luma's, but it was still a six-incher; pink and smooth and elegant, scented fluid dripping from the tip. Yet, though Ty's head whirled at going straight from one dick to another, her tongue was already licking her chops, cleansing her lips and palate of Luma's taste so it could properly appreciate this new treat.
"Pleasure your older sister, slave," ordered Luma, hands gripping Ty's hips, claws digging lightly into red fur. Without thought Ty's tongue lolled out and swiped at the chief concubine's pre-knot -- and then gasped as Luma pulled her ass to her crotch, spearing her from behind, her still-full knot slamming into Ty's labia.
Oh God... Ty shuddered at the shock of the force; her uncertainty giving momentary release to her deeper doubts about her position. But Rhea's taste was on her tongue, now; and Rhea's hands were on her head, encouraging her with gentle voice to let herself go.
Feeling the warmth of Luma's tails curling around her belly, Ty heeded her elder sister. A small whimper at his helplessness was the signal of the inner male's retreat, once again surrendering the field to the slutty vixen that the Master had formed of him. He knew that each such surrender made him weaker and her stronger -- but the vixen felt so good. So good to be bred, so good to be helpless; so good to have her nostrils and mouth filled with the flavour of maleness.
Ty relaxed. With her hands needed to support her weight, she could do little other than receive their cocks, and she gave herself to them. Rhea pressed her face closer to her loins, and Ty nuzzled and licked at balls and shaft with renewed fervour. Her taste was milder than Luma's musky pre, sweet even.
Soon there was a burst of pain as Luma's knot rammed its way past the entrance, following by that deep pleasure of absolute fullness; the satisfaction of her heat as still more virile seed pumped into her belly. Her body convulsed in orgasm of her own, and she would have collapsed onto her tits as she lost control of her arms; if Rhea had not caught her with her own tails, supporting her firmly against her crotch so she could continue fellating her.
Once the quakes had died down sufficiently Ty focused on that task. And soon she was reloaded with another serving of cum, savouring the difference between the seed of her sister as it filled her muzzle, and the memory of her Mistress'. Rhea petted and cooed at her, although Ty did not hear the words, merely basking in the knowledge that she had done well.
Then Luma pulled her cock free and scooped her up. She held Ty's back to her chest, her own large bust pressing into her, as she nuzzled Ty's ears and whispered her own satisfaction into the former man's eyes, causing him to wriggle with delight in her tails' grasp. Then Luma lifted from the floor in the truss of her tails; spreading her limbs out in display to Rhea, who came forward and embraced them, crushing Ty between the two soft feminine bodies and the hard hermaphrodite cocks.
"Now it is your turn to welcome your sister," Luma said. Rhea was tall enough that her muzzle was on level with the suspended Ty's, and the chief concubine kissed her junior, her tongue exploring the new slave's mouth and tasting herself and the remnants of their Mistress. Then, her appetite whetted, she broke the kiss and knelt, lapping at Ty's petals where a fresher dose of Luma's essence was leaking out, commingled with Ty's own nectar. It did not long to bring the new vixen to orgasm once again.
And after that, everything was a blur of ecstasy, with only bits and pieces standing out. She did distinctly remember Vala sitting on her face, ass cheeks pressing against her boobs; pushing her muzzle up between her white thighs into her musky flower and yelling "Come on, slut! Eat your dessert!" while one of the other girls pounded at her pussy with a dildo.
And speaking of dildos -- she remembered too being again on her hands and knees, mounted by an increasingly forceful Rhea, when she turned her head and saw Kitty. The latex androgyne's breasts were swelling and squirting out lube as she mewled into Marie's snatch, while Sardonica grunted and growled, clutching the handles on Kitty's thighs as she fucked the fucktoy's three holes with his own transformed cock.
And towards the end, nursing at Alessa's ever-flowing breasts with the others -- Steph included -- while Mistress Luma stood over them and sprayed them all with her seed. The warm, sweet milk mixed with traces of Mistress' hot cum that Ty licked from the white breast fur, filling her mouth with such flavour that she came herself, screaming for more as semen rained across her own pelt, her body shuddering against Vala's, also lost in orgasm beside her.
The very end saw all the concubines fawning over Luma; cleaning away the fluids from her and each other with their long, dexterous fox tongues. If they managed to coax out some more of that delicious seed from that which they worshipped... well; Luma didn't seem to mind. Steph and Kitty, not being technically part of the harem, did not partake in this final privilege, but only watched; the bard strumming a little on her lute.
Unknowingly all the girls had following Luma's desire that Ty be kept in submissive posture. The Mistress' bond meant she knew her slaves, and she deeply suspected that there was in Ty still some yearning for independence. That needed to be broken out of her -- she had never yet known her collars to fail, but she was too canny not to rule the possibility out completely. Not that it would matter much to her, for one vixen could hardly escape the Palace. But, while Luma could be cruel, it was not the kind of cruelty to let one of her chosen consorts suffer in doubt and shame.
Finally the tongue bath was complete, and the vixens lined up before Luma again. They were not quite so orderly as before, however, as Vala and Marie had to support Ty, whose limbs really had failed her in utter bodily and emotional exhaustion.
Luma praised them all, then came forward. She lifted Ty's limp head, the thoroughly fucked vixen looking up at her through drooping lashes, adoration struggling against the need to sleep.
"Now I have truly claimed you, and you have claimed your place with your sisters." Luma bent down, running her snout along Ty's, and kissed her just above her eyes. "So sleep well, my pet. In the morning you will, as I promised, receive your bath and your jewels, and then begin dancing for my guests."
She kissed her again, then pulled back. Caressing the rest of her harem with hand or tail, she bade them good night as well and pleasant dreams. She nodded to Steph and wished both her and Kitty the same. Then she departed, leaving Ty to be hauled off to her bed by the other two Kitsune. She was well satisfied that her newest pleasure slave had now accepted her role, finally and fully.