Mashiro's ears lowered as she heard the demon's order. It was simple really, just saying a bit more about herself, but given the circumstance she wasn't completely sure she wanted him to know too much about her. Maybe if she had seen the water spirit he had summoned forth she would have realized that he was looking beyond her words into her heart, but as it was she could only hear the sound of moving water and see nothing but white mist.

"My life in the tribe was a peaceful one, free of war and suffering." she stated slowly, cautiously, as she leaned back into the water, unable for the life of her not being able to think of anything more to say. Suddenly, he made a conclusion, and Mashiro's face turned red as she gave a deep blush. "N-no...!" she exclaimed adamantly. Sure, it wasn't a perfect life, but anything was better than living as a slave. The kitsune tried to shut her ears to his words, his words that haunted her and belittled her until she didn't know how good her life really was anymore, but nothing could prevent them from reaching her and piercing her heart. "Stop, please! It wasn't anything like that..." she begged, abruptly stopping at the end.

But he didn't. He merely continued to torment her. Mashiro may have been crying. She couldn't tell anymore. It didn't matter either. "How...?" she asked him. "The only way you could have known that is if you had met me, and I had told you." Was it really that obvious, that she wanted to be a healer? But, he was right, and she was realizing it. Perhaps the real reason she hadn't become a fox, and therefore a fully mature kitsune, is because she couldn't. "Y... you're... wrong..." she stated, her voice weak and uncertain now. "I'm sure... I'm sure they didn't feel that way about me."

As soon as he had finished, though, he immediately turned around and offered her that which she wanted so badly. For a moment she considered whether he was serious. Then, she opened her mouth, knowing this had to be some sort of trap. "I would tell them that my dream is to rebuild my village, so that the kitsune race may one day save itself from danger of extinction." she stated, her voice flat, calm even.

Kane kept a little smirk on his face as he leaned back against the rim as his eyes caught where the kitsune had entered the bath itself with him. "Volcanically, the confluence of leylines woke up the old extinct volcano where my territory is situated on, but having the wards and the manpower. I've been able to harness the power of the earth for other needs like for heating these baths." He would say with a slight smirk as he inhaled the mists sharply and picked up the scent of the kitsune relaxing amongst the waters.

"So, tell me about yourself and your life back in your territory." Kane would say as he let his senses extend to the water around him and softly muttered under his breath "Arys come to me." There would be a slight ripple in the water as a small lion coalesced into existence before him. The elemental fury let him expand his senses several fold as he could feel every curve of the kitsune even to her own beating heart. (She is relaxing that is good, but she is still apprehensive about the subject of her tribe.) He thought to himself with a slight smirk as the spirit fell back into the water no longer needing its services.

Kane would listen to her talk for a few moments as he thought of how to play with her for a few moments. "Hm, so I see. I take it that your life here now might be an improvement over the one you had with your tribe." He would say knowing she would deny that with every fiber of her body, but her opinion would come to change the more time she spent with him and the more that he corrupted her. "Ah, don't act like a petulant child. It must have been agony to not fit in with the rest of your tribe, unable to contribute in any meaningful way." He would say. "I bet there were a number of bullies you wished that you could give a bloody nose or more too, and in a way you got what you asked for didn't you?" Kane would say with a slight smirk as he called upon the water fury once again to read how she was moving within the water.

A smirk crossed his features before letting it pass to a unreadable expression on his face. "I bet you had a simple desire to try and fit in with your tribe, which lead you to try and do everything that a good kitsune woman would do, but you never wanted to stay with the village and have kids did you? No, I bet you wanted to be a medicine man or a shaman to help your village in either some humble or grand way, right?" He would say liking the up tick of her heart beat through his fury enhanced senses. "But no matter what you couldn't become a doctor or reach out and touch the spirits. Your dreams were slipping away from you, and you felt like you must becoming a burden to your tribe, when they were wiped out I bet it must have felt like a weight had been lifted off your shoulders. Did it feel good to no longer have to deal with the hushed whispers, the looks of pity, and the way that everybody treated you differently?" He would ask her.

"What would you do if somebody could give you that dream you always wanted?"

Mashiro gave a deep blush as he mentioned what was now all over her now that he had had his "fun". Looking away as best as she could, she struggled for a good few minutes to lift her body out of the chair and stand up, though he could clearly see that she was still shaking.

Needless to say, the struggle to walk through the hallways was an uphill battle for her. Numerous times down the first hallway she had to lean against the wall to keep herself propped up. Thankfully Kane had not set forth a distance limit, meaning that the only chains on her were the collar, the wrist shackles, and two ankle shackles that she had not seen him put on, but guessed that he could control at will like the other restraints. Once she had made it to the second, she didn't need it as badly, and by the time she had reached the third, her body had fully stabilized.

Finally they came across a set of double doors that towered over the two of them. A single snap of his fingers, and the doors spread open, set to open at his and only his command. The mist from the steam quickly enveloped the two of them, and he walked in without hesitation. Mashiro followed behind, her tail waving randomly.

Suddenly, he made his order, that she would not be wearing any clothing for a time. Needless to say, her body quickly became bright red in the steam, and she gripped the hem of her dress and pulled it down as far as she could, embarrassed. She looked at him pleadingly, as if he would turn away for her, but she received no such respite. Instead, she backed off into the mist, slowly becoming invisible to him. She could hear his haunting laugh as the door soundlessly closed shut behind him.

Once she was confident he could not see her, she finally undid the dress, but held off on bringing it to him. She could smell him, and she knew he could do the same, so she wasn't entirely hidden, but her modesty was safer in this mist. She gave a sharp wince as he taunted her with the possibility of her breaking so quickly, so easily. Once she could sense him moving, she quickly circled around the bathroom to where he was standing, to put the clothing away. Her eyes darted to the massive tub, where she could barely see the foggy outline of Kane's body. Stepping cautiously, she moved to the opposite side of the tub and quietly eased herself into the water. For the first time since being taken to this place, Mashiro felt good, and not in a sexual manner of the word. "How are they heated?" she asked, curious. "Geothermally, electrically, gas heater?"

A slight smirk played across the demon's features as he lifted her chin to look into his orange eyes. "I believe you." Kane would say in a simple manner as his eyes took in her trembling form. "I figure you would say the truth either from wanting to experience that pleasure again or to avoid it, either way it works for me." He would say as he examined her for a bit before standing straight and making his ay over to his desk "You are going to need something that will prevent you from accessing your powers unless I give you leave to do so, but for now the wards around my lair will be more then sufficient for you because I am going to rely on the fact that you don't want to die serve as a deterrence from trying to use your powers." He would say.

"Hm, you probably need to be cleaned up since you got all of those juices down on your legs." He would say with a tight smile on his face as his eyes briefly glanced down to her legs which shook just as much as the rest of her body. "Guess, I'll have to show you to the baths, that is if you can get up." Kane would say a slight laugh coming from his throat as he waited patiently for Mashiro to get off the chair.

Kane had a small little smile on his face as the kitsune finally struggled to her feet and made her way to him. "Ah, it seems my little pet isn't so weak that she can't muster the strength to try and wash off the stink of her own excitement." He would say with a smile as he opened the door and led her through her the maze of hallways occasionally crossing more of the kobolds that worked for him until they had reached a set of double doors.

"This is the place." The demon would say with a snap of his fingers, and the double doors would open without so much as a squeak. A great rush of warm and and steam would envelop the two of them as he made his way into the baths followed with her in tow. "Hm, there is going to be a slight problem with your clothing, but you should be quite fine going naked for awhile until a new set of clothing arrives." Kane would say watching her fidget in the steam "I'm not going to look away, so you might as well undress in front of me." There was a slight pause "Or are you thinking back to what just happened earlier and wondering if I could that to you again?" He would say in a humorous voice.

His laugh would echo through the chamber as the doors shut leaving both of them in here as the kitsune scuttled off like she did before to undress herself. Kane a bemused smile on his face made his way over to the row of cubbies which could various peoples clothing and quickly took off all of his clothing. He would sniff the air knowing the kitsune was waiting for him to walk away, so that she could put her skimpy clothes away too. "My my, has my kitsune become so tame as to wait for her master to finish before she comes over to deposit her clothing, or is she afraid that I will catch the scent of her in the heat that she is in?" He would say jokingly as he left to dip himself into the water.

The water would instantly start working its way into his body pervading it with warmth as he relaxed against the edge of the water and closed his eyes as he heard the kitsune dipping into the water. "The waters here are heated up and have minerals dissolved into them that are designed to help the body reduce fatigue and promote a healthy body." He would explain to her.

Even after Kane stopped playing with Mashiro's tail, she continued to spasm out in residual pleasure, but there was something else. He had played on the doubts in her heart perfectly, capitalized on her growing fears. Her ears closed off desperately, but that in itself was completely pointless, as she could still hear him perfectly. "It will be fun, my little Mesuinu." he had said so innocently.

It may have only been a few minutes, but that amount of time without his touch when her body most desired it seemed like an eternity. Her ears and tail perked up when she finally heard his question, before drooping back down. Her head lowered, afraid of what he would do when she told him that she did not know. To be honest... Mashiro wasn't sure her body could take that kind of pleasure again.

She could feel his hand grip her tail once again, barely squeezing on it, a sign that he would be more than happy to carry out his threat. A blush rose to Mashiro cheeks, she tensed up, and answered. "I really don't know...!" At this, she began panting for breath, as if she had just finished a long run.

Kane saw her wetness even though he was brushing lightly against her tail fur. "Seems like you like this kind of pleasure a lot." He would say with a chuckle as he kept stroking her and enjoyed the delicious shuddering that accompanied it each time he did so. "Look at how your tail reacts each and every time its rubbed like that. I bet this is some means for the kitsune to reproduce or some mating ritual at the very least."

"I bet you can't respond from that sheer undiluted pleasure that is coming from that tail of yours." He would say giving a chuckle as she quivered with each stroke of her tail. "Your mind is screaming for freedom and release wanting this to end, but your body is saying something completely different as it is drawn in by each stroke of your tail." Kane would murmur into her ear.

"Mesuinu would be a perfect name for you." He would continue stroking the tip of her tail fur "In my language it means a female dog in heat, so every time you hear that name you will think back to this moment and realize how much you wanted to be touched like this. It will be fun my little Mesuinu." Kane would pure out as his fingers stopped stroking her.

"No, I am going to ask you a little question, and you are going to answer it." He would say letting her have some time to recover from her pleasurable experience. "I want to know what destroyed your villages, and you are going to tell me, else I will have no problems bringing you back to that ecstasy filled world you were in just a few moments ago." Kane would say with a cruel smirk on his face as Mashiro remained silent for several moments not answering him at all.

He would grab her tail once more squeezing lightly on it which sent a shudder of pleasure down her body. "See, now are you going to tell me, or will I have to make do with something else of yours that will be more enjoyable for me to experience?" He asked her.

When Mashiro saw him reach behind her, she could have sworn she was making a pass for a free grope. What really ended up happening was so much worse. A pleasure that she had never known coursed through her body, completely killing her mental state of mind. A deep blush ran across her face, and she gave a deep shudder, all while her tail waved about wildly.

It didn't take him long to find where the most sensitive spot was. The moment his finger began to gently tickle at the very tip of her tail, the feeling skyrocketed, and she shakily curled up in the chair underneath his gaze. "Please... stop..." she struggled to breathe out, though every part of her body indicated that she wanted no such release from this sensation. What part of his words she heard, she could hardly understand; what the hell was this guy saying about nerve endings?

At last she couldn't take any more. Her voice began to squeak slightly, the first sign of her pleasure, before breaking out into gasps for breath. She noted his curiosity as it pertained to her tails and how bad it would be for her to gain more. Even worse was that she would gain them on her own with age, so there would be no way to hide it from him. She felt a sudden pressure on her back, then a cool breeze run through her chest that only served to heighten the sensation by chilling her body.

There was one contradiction, though; she had hugged, touched, and caressed her tail numerous times throughout her life, to the point that she knew every individual fur on her tail, and yet this had never happened to her. Of course, there was no way she could possibly tell him this, especially since she couldn't really say a whole lot of anything at the time.

The scary thing was, though, Mashiro didn't know if she wanted this to end. Even though her mind was begging for freedom to think, her body simply refused to follow, having been too drugged with pleasure to do much else of any use. She could feel his hand move her other leg to check, and already she could imagine the smirk on his face. No, she had to end it now.

She opened her mouth in an attempt to surrender, in an attempt to tell him her name, but all that came out was a deep sigh, and a shudder from her body that radiated that she had no wish for him to stop.

Kane looked at her finally seeing the fear in her eyes that told him that she was finally starting to realize what kind of situation she was in. "I see you are finally starting to realize what it means to be my slave. You try to behave badly, and I will punish you quite severely Now, I want to see how you will react." He would say as he reached behind her and ran his hand along her tail.

Kane noticed the way she shuddered underneath his touch. "It looks like you enjoyed that a lot." He would say leaning down a little bit as he played with the tip of her tail. "Hm,, could it be that your tail is part of one of your races sexual ritual?" Kane would ask her a smile on his face as he stroked it continuously. "Look at how you are squirming in that chair of yours, the heavy breathing too. It must have a lot of nerve endings in this little tail of yours." He would say with a smirk as he held the tip of her tail "I must wonder how much nerve endings there are in this little tail of yours." Kane asked.

"You can get quite a lot of pleasure from just stroking your tail like this, hm? I wonder how much the pleasure you would recieve if you had more tails?" He would say as pulled down her top and examined her nipples which had gone erect. "Hah! Its fun to see a girl like you get so aroused from just this." Kane would say as he played with the end tuft of her fur on her tail. "I bet this is how you must satisfy yourself on your own without another partner, hm? It would certainly make things easier." He would say dryly as he noticed her labored breathing.

"So, do you want this torture to end?" Kane would ask her as he twirled that tuft of fur before pinching down on it "I want to know your name, otherwise I will just make up my own for you." He would say with a smirk as he spread her legs apart and looked down and noticed how wet she had become.

The moment her rise of power was stopped, the link between herself and her power was awkwardly severed, and stunned, she fell to her hands and knees, unable to move from how much effort she had subconsciously put forth. Her ears and tail fell limp, and she found that she was now strangely panting for breath. She could only listen in horror as he mentioned just how "lucky" she was.

She watched him in horror as he pulled out a strange metallic... thing and approached her with it. She tried desperately to move out of the way, but her body simply refused to do anything about it. She could only give a loud yelp as the disk attached itself to her body, making her feel all cold inside. Quickly the glow faded, but to an even greater extent; her hair no longer appeared silver, but light brown. For the entire length of time that the disc was held to her body, Mashiro felt as if she could not even breathe.

Finally he released the device, and Mashiro almost choked to get her air back. Slowly her hair shifted back to its normal silvery hue, not that it mattered. Still on shaky legs, she forced herself up, only to be forced back down. A deep blush came across her face as he so calmly mentioned those indecent acts he had done to her so nonchalantly. For the first time in a long while, true fear ran through the foxgirl's veins, and her eyes widened as he looked down upon her.

(For the record, the most sensual reaction is in the tail. Just holding or touching it causes a reaction similar to light pleasure. Pulling it is a sudden jerk similar to her chest being sucked on, but the very tip of the tail is her most sensitive spot. Touching that, even for a millisecond, will have a kitsune on the ground in pleasure-induced tears begging for you to stop, and finally, biting a strand of fur will result in a pleasure spike roughly equivalent to a hundred simultaneous orgasms for that single instant.)

"Well, for normal operations the exoskeleton draws power directly from a battery, but for more strenous operations it directly draws upon the living host. So, depending on how heavily it will draw upon the entrapped demon it will kill them, which is why the more heavily endowed demons would be chosen." He would say seeing her obviously starting to react to what he was saying, such ignorant peasants always had this reaction that life was a scared thing that should be preserved above all else.

"You obviously don't understand the true meaning of this world and how harsh it calls all of us to become." He would say as the kitsune started glowing dangerously and Kane could sense a sharp rise in power in her. No evidence of fear crossed his face however as bright circles of red eldritch light appeared around her in concentric circles cutting her off from her power, and if she tried to access it she would feel a wave of debilitating nausea assault her body.

"See, you have gone and triggered the wards that protect my experiments. They are pretty nasty pieces of work, those wards. You are lucky you only triggered one of the more mild ones. The nastier ones would have roasted you alive, or ripped your very soul from your body and enslaved it to protect this lair for all eternity." Kane would say giving a grand chuckle.

"Now, now, I can't have you acting all rashly while I am trying to advance the research of science if you insist on being bad. I am just going to have to do some experimentation on you." He would say with a unpleasant smile on his face as he approached as she still glowed. "I see you are not wanting to listen at all. A shame."

Kane would walk over to his desk and pull out a small disk like device and calmly approached the entrapped kitsune. His hand would extend through the barriers as if nothing was there as he placed it directly against her flesh. Immediately Mashiro would experience a cold pervading her body as the light that surrounded her slowly started to fade, and the disk started becoming colder and colder.

"One of the gizmo's that goes into that monstrosity that I just showed you, but it has been tweaked to suppress a demon's energy and drain it away. A device for enslaving demon's if you will. It can be attached permanently if I wish it too, but I don't want to mar that perfect skin of yours just yet." He would say before the glow fully vanished from her and he plucked the device away. "Now, what to do with you?" He would ask with a smirk as the barriers faded away.

"Should I slowly pull every stitch of clothing off of your body, and see how a kitsune reacts to different stimuli?" He would say as he approached her and pushed her down onto the chair that was behind her "I know what your reaction is to having my mouth around those soft tits of yours, and how you reacted in such a deviant manner when my fingers were pressed up against your vagina.. I could also see how much energy your body puts out and see how if you wouldn't be suited for one of those vehicles." He would say showing his canines to her.

(A possible idea I could come up with is that Mashiro genuinely doesn't know what happened to her village, she just remembers a few of her friends asking about why she hadn't yet been able to release her foxfire, it grows to a bit of teasing, they provoke her... and her power nukes the village.)

Mashiro's ears twitched as she listened to his explanation. When he decided to show her the minotaur's struggles, she began to freak out and refused to look at what was happening in front of her. "Please..." she begged. "Don't show any more..."

But he wouldn't. Instead, he continued to go on speaking about it like it was nobody's business. "Does... does the host being at least stay alive...?" she asked., watching in horror as the strong being was fully enveloped in metal and subjugated underneath the nightmare of metal.

"So that's why you need me so badly..." she sighed out. "Incidentally, hadn't you learned enough from all the other kitsune tribes you had searched out? I mean..." she began, gesturing to that tail he had given her. "It's not like they just give away anything, let alone things that are so precious to our kind..." she explained, her own tail waving wildly behind her.

The very second he mentioned cloning, her ears and tail shot - no, literally shot - straight up, and she looked as if she were about to cry. "Do you... have no remorse... for life...?" she asked, looking at him with rage in her eyes. She had planned to keep this for later, but no more! A light burst of air exuded from her body, and her entire body began to start shining. She knew she wasn't at full power, otherwise she knew she would have done a better job resisting him when they had first met.

Kane would smirk at the smile she had on her face at seeing the machine moving about randomly. "You seem to like this little toy like this, but this is a little tiny golem animated by some little magic in your blood. It will only last for so long before the magic supplying it power dies out." He would say as he pulled projected a image up to show them a much different version of the toy. It was a large shiny steel dragon with various kobolds moving over its body doing all sorts of various works on it. "Some thing of a pet project of mine. A large golem outfitted with different weapons that range from simple claws, dispelling magical missiles, and scorching bolts of magical fire. It is a rather interesting heavy weapons platform. The problem is animating it, which requires a heavy draw of magical energy. A ley line can more then provide that energy, but the problem is that ley lines are limited. The traditional methods of storing energy are inefficient, so I was expecting to use something that could regenerate such energy and store it in a more efficient container.

The image would show a minotaur a demon reknowned for its brute strength, cunning and brutality would struggle against the bounds the little reptilian creatures had on it before the chest piece, and would chain the best up. Metallic tendrils would reach out to the best and work its way under its fur "The golem has a spirit placed in it which directs it to take care to protect the occupant against all potential harm as the demon becomes its power source. The pain only lasts for a moment before a anesthetic kicks into effect drowning it out the pain. A dreamless slumber and all of that good stuff." He would say as the minotaur would rage against the tendrils started wrapping around it more and more sapping it more energy from the demon.

"Now, this is a heavy weapons platform, but I am thinking of trying to miniaturize this type of golem into human sized platforms. The techniques that the kitsune use for preserving the foxtails would be the perfect way to preserving the magic power of a demon, and it would eliminate the need to gather expensive parts." He would say obviously referring to the minotaur who had succumbed to the anesthesia, and its eyes would glass over as the cockpit closed.

"Which is the most interesting, so I can finally start mass producing once I develop a method of cloning demons." He would say with a smirk as he looked at the horrified look on her face. "I talked about technology before remember, this is one of the fruits that I have been developed." Kane said with a smirk.