One of the things that made the quiet Musuba Province one of feudal Japan’s most peaceful and pleasant regions, were the occasional small temples built to appease the often mischievous forest spirits and keep the more dangerous ones at bay. A brave and polite young woman called Miyuki was a shrine maiden that tended one such temple. She kept the shrine cleaned up, kept fresh candles and flowers in stock and received the various visitors who wished to make an offer, ensuring they did so in the proper fashion. It was a humble existence, but not an easy one, with part of the job involving chasing down unruly yokai that were causing too much of a disturbance. And then there was the trouble some of the normal shrine visitors got her into…
“Ah, Wakaida-Sama, I’m so honoured with your visit.” Miyuki bowed towards imposing feline lady, who stood before her as regal as ever in her kimono of purple silk. “It’s not often guests of your status come to this humble shrine, let alone the daimyo of the province.” Aisika, currently the sole living member of the enigmatic Wakaida family that ruled these humble lands, nodded politely to acknowledge Miyuki’s gesture. “Of course, young one. I too have a responsibility to pacify the precious yokai that dwell in our forests. Now as for what I wanted to offer to the spirits, I was thinking… you~”
“Eeeeh!? W-wait a minute!” The shrine maiden jumped back, seeing Aisika’s face curl into a mischievous smirk. With a snap of the lady’s fingers, three flashes of purple and black jumped out at the younger cat, and immediately she felt her movement being restricted by cords of exquisite silk that were swiftly looped around her body. “W-wakaida-sama, what is this!?” Miyuki yelped as the swift figures, three nearly identical black cats, athletic women dressed in purple ninja garb, were gracefully stepping around her and trapping her in artistic rope bondage. Aisika slowly walked over her to her prey, hips swaying and calmly accepting a folded scarf one of the ninjas dutifully placed in her paw. “Oh, do not worry, my sweet. They’re with me~ And I should clarify: when I said I would ‘offer’ you, I didn’t mean I would harm you. No, I will merely have some… fun with you and give our mischievous spirits some entertainment~” When Miyuki opened her mouth to protest, the devious daimyo stuffed the wad of cloth into her maw, which was immediately bound in place by another sash that one of the ninja women tied over the kitten’s mouth and nose.
“Nymmmph!” The indignant shrine maiden mewled into her gag when one of the ninjas, acrobatically dangling from the ceiling rafters, tied ropes around them and had their captive was hoisted into the air, which caused her artful shibari bindings to put extra pleasuring pressure on her most sensitive areas. “Lmmn dmmph, ymm fmph!” “Oh-ho ho ho~!” The cunning lady let out a haughty laughter, directed at the humiliated kitten now suspended helplessly in her own shrine. “No, I won’t let you go for a good while young one~ Please, struggle and shout all you want. The forest spirits, and more importantly: I, Wakaida Aisika, are expecting a most desirable performance~!
